۟

[۟ @ofhersilence]

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T͟HIS IS ( YOUR ) 𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐃.
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[۟ @ofhersilence]

scribbling on paper.

[۟ @ofhersilence]

—— it was an ominous message ,
one that sarah was not going to
go into depth about. she moves so
that she is now on the floor, back
leaned against the log .

she shifts in place, settling down
only slightly. she's visibly tense .

[۟ @ofhersilence]

that night, sarah did not plan on
sleeping at all . as 'friendly' as the
other came across, she was not
going to take any sort of risk.
she struggled to sleep anyways
unless she was by herself .

' yes, but don't get too comfortable '

——

[𝕯. @AuguralAllure]

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entire gun.

“ Appreciate that, hun! Gosh, little company’ll make the night that much safer. ” gleeful outside demeanor that betrayed sinister inside thought.

flash of a bright smile, lingering long enough for the other to glimpse it.
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[* 𝚁𝚇┈²͟⁶ @SYNTHETlCSOUL]

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ [𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚉𝙴 𝚄𝙽𝙸𝚃: 𝚁𝚇-𝟸𝟼]
⠀ ⠀⠀ [ 𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙶𝙴𝚃: 𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙻𝚁𝙾𝙰𝙳 ]
⠀ ⠀⠀ [ 𝙿𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝙰𝙱𝚂𝙾𝙻𝚄𝚃𝙴 ]
⠀ ⠀⠀[ 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝚃𝙾𝙲𝙾𝙻: 𝙶𝙷𝙾𝚂𝚃 ]

𝙰𝚄𝚃𝙷: 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙳𝙴 — 𝚂𝙸𝙶: [𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳]

[ᴄᴏᴜʀɪᴇʀ ꜱɪx @SIXINTHEHOLE]

ᅠ

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ " the game was rigged from the start "

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[۟ @ofhersilence]

—— people's business . "

a cough, trying to clear her throat.

" what can I do to help? "

[۟ @ofhersilence]

sarah was not exactly a fan of
the ncr — she was not a big fan
of pretty much any of the groups
within the mojave . she felt as if
a lot of them were greedy and
had ulterior motives.

" the ncr is always putting their
nose in other ——

[𝖆𝖘𝖍-𝖜𝖆𝖑𝖐𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖛𝖊𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖆 @FORSAKENSAlYAN]

"Rallying souls, of course." He scoffed a laugh, as if to say 'what else?' "I'm finding strong, capable men and women who want to fight for a cause that they can actually believe in. Revolution brews down in Mexico, and if the N.C.R. can't keep their hands out, we'll force them."

[۟ @ofhersilence]

—— a place to stay for the night,
stay here. '

she's trying to be gentle, not cold.
but part of her still doubts the other
and her motives , even though she
has not even doing anything yet .

[۟ @ofhersilence]

she finishes reloading it and sets it
back beside her. eye drifts back to
dixie, her expression equally as
neutral .

gaze lowers to her paper, quickly writing , ' never said I was kicking you out. was just curious . if you need ——

[𝕯. @AuguralAllure]

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purse of lips, falling back to a more neutral expression.

“ Tryin’ to get rid of me that fast, huh? An’ here I imagined we were becomin’ fast friends. ”
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[۟ @ofhersilence]

' you're probably better off here
anyways. shit really goes down out
there . '

taking another drink from her glass,
starting to doodle on the paper.

[ᴄᴏᴜʀɪᴇʀ ꜱɪx @SIXINTHEHOLE]

“I did. Never ended up delivering what I had to, unfortunately…I’ve mostly stayed around the Strip since, but I still deliver things across the Mojave when I need to.”

[۟ @ofhersilence]

—— how long are you
going to stay? '

she pulls some shells from her
bag so she can start to reload
her shotgun .

[۟ @ofhersilence]

sarah takes the canteen back,
twisting the cap back on and
putting it into her satchel .

' lost it to a tunneler, it gouged
it out. and no problem . '

eye looks up at the sky.

' it's getting dark. ——

[𝕯. @AuguralAllure]

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lips and taking a hearty swig.

“ Thanks, hun. ” unable to contain the creeping smile, the expression overtook their face. offering back the canteen to the other.
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[۟ @ofhersilence]

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[۟ @ofhersilence]

' did you come to the strip because
you had to deliver something ?
I'm sure you have to do deliveries
all across the whole mojave. '

shifting in her seat, resting her
chin in the palm of her hand ,
fingers tapping against her cheek .

[ᴄᴏᴜʀɪᴇʀ ꜱɪx @SIXINTHEHOLE]

“Thank you. It’s kinda a miracle I am.”

He smiles, a bit awkward, really thankful too.

[۟ @ofhersilence]

—— she narrows her eye, tight grip
on her weapon . she analyzes the
other , trying to determine whether
or not to consider him a threat.

[۟ @ofhersilence]

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interaction call ;

𝓁ike for a
written starter .
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[۟ @ofhersilence]

—— when she hears the sound of
footsteps behind her. tensing up
slightly, her gaze remains forward .

with quickness , she pulls herself to
her feet, whipping out her shotgun
and pointing it right at the stranger.

——

[۟ @ofhersilence]

—— she saves up most of the time.

' I'm glad you're alright . '

[۟ @ofhersilence]

a nod. as long as it was able to
do its job, that was all that really
mattered . it doesn't take her long
before she is finished with her
glass, ordering another.

she was not worried
too much about caps .

——

[ᴄᴏᴜʀɪᴇʀ ꜱɪx @SIXINTHEHOLE]

“It’s nothing pretty, really fucked me over. But somehow I’m still good at my job…”

He’d only survived thanks to Doc Mitchell, and went through recovering as he worked, which was a horrible idea. But he managed, somehow. But the gunshot still did irreparable damage.