It’s the first time she’s laughed in a while, even though she is busy getting pummeled with snowballs. Her laughter is infectious, and soon the whole group is laughing too.
She isn’t doing much better than she was, but she’s pushing through for the sake of the group. They all can see that, and don’t begrudge her it. They all tell her how well she’s doing, how healthy she looks, and even Arcade can’t help but join in with their false encouragements.
He may not have a high tolerance for bullshit, but sometimes life is too short.
She hits Cass in the back of the head with a snowball, and the caravaneer swears playfully. Cass tackles her into the snow, taking care to not slam into her too hard. Courier squeals with delight, wrestling away from her. Rex barks happily from the sidelines, and races over to the two women to lick their faces. Doc Henry had given the cyberdog some medicine for the pain, and in the morning they were going to head out to find him a new brain.
They were a lot like Dorothy and her ragtag bunch trying to find the wizard, only instead of a yellow brick road they were traversing a nuclear wasteland forgotten by time, Arcade muses.
Courier hits Arcade with a snowball, and he takes it with good grace. He even manages to laugh while brushing the freezing snow out of his hair. She shoots him a lopsided grin before holding a finger to her lips. She eyes Raul, who has his back turned to them and is talking to Boone. She sneaks over while Cass and Veronica pummel each other with snowballs and yell obscenities that cause Lily to scold the both of them, and do they kiss their mothers with those mouths? E-DE chirps along, happily playing something about letting it snow, and Arcade tries not to glare at the robot too much.
Boone raises an eyebrow when he sees Courier, but otherwise lets her dump snow over the ghoul’s head. He swears beautifully in Spanish while Boone and Courier laugh. Arcade sits on the porch next to a happy Rex, lighting up another cigarette. He always promised Daisy he would never take up smoking, but he always seems to smoke during times of crisis and cold weather.
Courier turns to Boone to throw snow at him, but he beats her to it. She spits the snow out of her mouth with a delighted expression, and tries to tackle him. He easily catches her arms, and holds her a little too close against him. She gives him a wary look, and he smiles. Arcade blows a puff of smoke out, watching the two through a haze. Boone picks Courier up, twirling her around before gently depositing her into a pile of snow. Arcade hears a muffled ‘Hey!’ before Courier sits up, pulling Boone in after her.
“Those two should just fuck and get it over with,” Cass grumbles, plopping down next to Arcade, the brim of her hat weighed down with snow.
“I love it when you talk dirty,” Arcade comments, handing her a cigarette. She lights it, and before she can bring it to her lips, Veronica plucks it out of her hand, E-DE buzzing around her head.
“These are bad for you, you know,” she says, taking a deep drag before handing it back to Cass.
“Stop bogarting my smokes, you dyke,” Cass teases. Veronica, in response, collapses into Cass’ lap.
Keep Your Composure 13/?
She isn’t doing much better than she was, but she’s pushing through for the sake of the group. They all can see that, and don’t begrudge her it. They all tell her how well she’s doing, how healthy she looks, and even Arcade can’t help but join in with their false encouragements.
He may not have a high tolerance for bullshit, but sometimes life is too short.
She hits Cass in the back of the head with a snowball, and the caravaneer swears playfully. Cass tackles her into the snow, taking care to not slam into her too hard. Courier squeals with delight, wrestling away from her. Rex barks happily from the sidelines, and races over to the two women to lick their faces. Doc Henry had given the cyberdog some medicine for the pain, and in the morning they were going to head out to find him a new brain.
They were a lot like Dorothy and her ragtag bunch trying to find the wizard, only instead of a yellow brick road they were traversing a nuclear wasteland forgotten by time, Arcade muses.
Courier hits Arcade with a snowball, and he takes it with good grace. He even manages to laugh while brushing the freezing snow out of his hair. She shoots him a lopsided grin before holding a finger to her lips. She eyes Raul, who has his back turned to them and is talking to Boone. She sneaks over while Cass and Veronica pummel each other with snowballs and yell obscenities that cause Lily to scold the both of them, and do they kiss their mothers with those mouths? E-DE chirps along, happily playing something about letting it snow, and Arcade tries not to glare at the robot too much.
Boone raises an eyebrow when he sees Courier, but otherwise lets her dump snow over the ghoul’s head. He swears beautifully in Spanish while Boone and Courier laugh. Arcade sits on the porch next to a happy Rex, lighting up another cigarette. He always promised Daisy he would never take up smoking, but he always seems to smoke during times of crisis and cold weather.
Courier turns to Boone to throw snow at him, but he beats her to it. She spits the snow out of her mouth with a delighted expression, and tries to tackle him. He easily catches her arms, and holds her a little too close against him. She gives him a wary look, and he smiles. Arcade blows a puff of smoke out, watching the two through a haze. Boone picks Courier up, twirling her around before gently depositing her into a pile of snow. Arcade hears a muffled ‘Hey!’ before Courier sits up, pulling Boone in after her.
“Those two should just fuck and get it over with,” Cass grumbles, plopping down next to Arcade, the brim of her hat weighed down with snow.
“I love it when you talk dirty,” Arcade comments, handing her a cigarette. She lights it, and before she can bring it to her lips, Veronica plucks it out of her hand, E-DE buzzing around her head.
“These are bad for you, you know,” she says, taking a deep drag before handing it back to Cass.
“Stop bogarting my smokes, you dyke,” Cass teases. Veronica, in response, collapses into Cass’ lap.