Three dog's voiced bounced thought the metal saloon's wall as the drunken young woman leaned against her equally drunk companion, who looked bitterly off to the distance, while smoking his cigarette. Sasha was her birth name, the lone wanderer or the harbinger of evil as Three dog had dubbed, kid as her old ex raider companion called her or the best name she was given was from the man sitting on the other side of her, 'Sweetheart'. She ran around the wasteland looking for that person, the father that called her that, just to hear him say it again and she had finally gotten her wish.
Holding her glass of whiskey with loose fingers, she clicked it against her father's half empty glass, James didn't seem to enjoy the booze filled break as much as his daughter. He looked through a few holotapes as while keeping his head down, he seemed to ignore the two, but he would comment every now and then to there random drunk out bursts. The father had to listen in about the two's adventures about killing off a whole family of fictional vampires and pretty much everyone that his soft spoken daughter couldn't sweet talk her way out of. It felt like only months that the two father and daughter team where playing with her BB gun, it felt as if time had gone so fast for the two of them. Then this just a 6 months out in the wasteland and she was killing everyone who stood in her way, in her way of her father.
She was the spitting image of her mother, everything even the curly hair, but she was all too much like her father, she spent as much time in her father's office as much as he did. Of course she knew nothing about project purity, he hide everything about that project away from her, besides she was more interested in helping the sick then even talking with anyone in her age group. Sasha grown a liking to her teacher, Mr. Brotch, staying after class and always welling to preform check ups on him any time he was around. Saddly for James he had to find out that her after school actives invaded her face down on his desk as he took away her last pieces of innocence from James's little sweetheart.
The wanderer drunken slurred about her love for older man and how lucky the ex raider was to had gotten a job guarding her. She turned to her father with a drunken wink and went off about how when she says 'guarding' she really means fucking. God, this kid had lost all self control when she was drinking, that was one reason Jericho enjoyed taking the little kid out for drinks, as James later found out.
"Annnnnd the last time I got shit faced...." Her voice was loud enough that everyone in the saloon could hear her, "I couldn't stop cumming!" Cheering to her companion like it was worth some god damn prize for making James's little girl cum, "Poor old man, got fucking soaked." She snorted half heartedly as Jericho didn't even show a sign of listen to her, but James eye's widen and he lifted his head. ----------------
A/N: Okay I have not done a fill in ages so I feel rusty, but I saw this prompt and I squeed to death :P I'm dyslexic, so it ain't that great, but I still hope you enjoy it :)
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Date: 2011-11-02 11:13 pm (UTC)Holding her glass of whiskey with loose fingers, she clicked it against her father's half empty glass, James didn't seem to enjoy the booze filled break as much as his daughter. He looked through a few holotapes as while keeping his head down, he seemed to ignore the two, but he would comment every now and then to there random drunk out bursts. The father had to listen in about the two's adventures about killing off a whole family of fictional vampires and pretty much everyone that his soft spoken daughter couldn't sweet talk her way out of. It felt like only months that the two father and daughter team where playing with her BB gun, it felt as if time had gone so fast for the two of them. Then this just a 6 months out in the wasteland and she was killing everyone who stood in her way, in her way of her father.
She was the spitting image of her mother, everything even the curly hair, but she was all too much like her father, she spent as much time in her father's office as much as he did. Of course she knew nothing about project purity, he hide everything about that project away from her, besides she was more interested in helping the sick then even talking with anyone in her age group. Sasha grown a liking to her teacher, Mr. Brotch, staying after class and always welling to preform check ups on him any time he was around. Saddly for James he had to find out that her after school actives invaded her face down on his desk as he took away her last pieces of innocence from James's little sweetheart.
The wanderer drunken slurred about her love for older man and how lucky the ex raider was to had gotten a job guarding her. She turned to her father with a drunken wink and went off about how when she says 'guarding' she really means fucking. God, this kid had lost all self control when she was drinking, that was one reason Jericho enjoyed taking the little kid out for drinks, as James later found out.
"Annnnnd the last time I got shit faced...." Her voice was loud enough that everyone in the saloon could hear her, "I couldn't stop cumming!" Cheering to her companion like it was worth some god damn prize for making James's little girl cum, "Poor old man, got fucking soaked." She snorted half heartedly as Jericho didn't even show a sign of listen to her, but James eye's widen and he lifted his head.
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A/N: Okay I have not done a fill in ages so I feel rusty, but I saw this prompt and I squeed to death :P I'm dyslexic, so it ain't that great, but I still hope you enjoy it :)