"Name's Phoenix. Nice to meet ya, Jericho." She lazily replied before she looked over at the prostitute who was lazily leaning against the wall looking half bored to death. "Damn... the amount of excitement here is just overwhelming." Phoenix stated with an eyeroll and Nova just snorted before replying, "Tell me about it. I'd make more caps if I was paid to /not/ fuck than I do /by/ fucking. We don't get enough visitors to make it worth my while but honey, gals gotta do what she's gotta do when she's got no other choice."
"Heh. Why not go to New Vegas?" Phoenix asked her. "Heard the gals get top caps out that way. You're wasting your time and talents in this dump ass place."
"Yeah. Tell that to that fat fuck Moriarty. He owns me just like he owns Gob there." Nova pointed to the ghoul. "We aint going anywhere - unless it's to our graves. Not like I won't be bored into mine sooner than later anyway.... whatever. Jerry there," she enunciated the name just to piss off the guy, "wants to show you around, no doubt fuck you before sending you off for the night...Least that fucker gets as much action as I do, don'tcha, hon?"
With that she drew silent and Phoenix hid her chuckle til she and Jericho got outside. She then let it out, not giving a shit. "Sure ya don't like being called that? Seems ol' Nova there finds it mighty comfortable to say." --- "Fuck you!" An reply he would give to anyone and every who called him that, "Don't be bitchn' that no one likes to pay for a woman who couldn't handle a little rough play." He wanted to do on, but god, he couldn't think of some witty remark to reply, christ was he getting old.
Finally he made it out the door of the saloon and just to piss him off more, this Kaci, she fucking rubs it in, "Don't get your hopes up kid, each person in this fucking town well spit you out. Especially me." his voice was cold and steady, "Now lets get this shit on the road, I don't have all fucking night to baby sit ya." He began walking towards the neighboring shack of Billy Creel, "I need to get something in my house, shouldn't take long." --- "Fine fine fine. No fuckin' sense of humor. Just like everyone else in the Wastes.." She rolled her eyes and followed him. Definitely had a Raider attitude.
Phoenix was proud that she could still tell a Raider a mile away. Fuck yeah. Once to the house, she followed him inside and said, "Okay, get what ya need and then yeah. Get that tour shit outta the way so you can go back to drinking with yourself there. I know how it is. Trust me. People are assholes. The lot of em."
She leaned up against the table, taking in the small house. Least people had their own places. Kinda nice, really. She was used to sleeping where ever she put her bedroll really. Any place was home...though it'd be nice to have something permanent too.
Whatever. Phoenix wasn't ready to give up the life of the Raider just to have a permanent home somewhere. Maybe once she was older. It'd be nice....
And there she was, lost in her own thoughts. She figured in the back of her mind if the guy was a Raider - or Ex since he was living /here/ - he was somewhat cool. Though he coulda been fucking domesticated a bit too by living here. This kinda lifestyle had the means of turning a fucker soft over time. Still. She doubted he'd turn on his own kind. That shit never got outta the blood. And, in time, maybe she could get him to help her with her bigger plan. Oh yeah, Phoenix had many plans regarding many things and she needed all the skills she could get. But time would tell before she'd tell her plans. couldn't trust just any fucker, after all.
Jericho/FemaleOCRaider "Pussy Fight" PT 6/?
"Heh. Why not go to New Vegas?" Phoenix asked her. "Heard the gals get top caps out that way. You're wasting your time and talents in this dump ass place."
"Yeah. Tell that to that fat fuck Moriarty. He owns me just like he owns Gob there." Nova pointed to the ghoul. "We aint going anywhere - unless it's to our graves. Not like I won't be bored into mine sooner than later anyway.... whatever. Jerry there," she enunciated the name just to piss off the guy, "wants to show you around, no doubt fuck you before sending you off for the night...Least that fucker gets as much action as I do, don'tcha, hon?"
With that she drew silent and Phoenix hid her chuckle til she and Jericho got outside. She then let it out, not giving a shit. "Sure ya don't like being called that? Seems ol' Nova there finds it mighty comfortable to say."
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"Fuck you!" An reply he would give to anyone and every who called him that, "Don't be bitchn' that no one likes to pay for a woman who couldn't handle a little rough play." He wanted to do on, but god, he couldn't think of some witty remark to reply, christ was he getting old.
Finally he made it out the door of the saloon and just to piss him off more, this Kaci, she fucking rubs it in, "Don't get your hopes up kid, each person in this fucking town well spit you out. Especially me." his voice was cold and steady, "Now lets get this shit on the road, I don't have all fucking night to baby sit ya." He began walking towards the neighboring shack of Billy Creel, "I need to get something in my house, shouldn't take long."
---
"Fine fine fine. No fuckin' sense of humor. Just like everyone else in the Wastes.." She rolled her eyes and followed him. Definitely had a Raider attitude.
Phoenix was proud that she could still tell a Raider a mile away. Fuck yeah. Once to the house, she followed him inside and said, "Okay, get what ya need and then yeah. Get that tour shit outta the way so you can go back to drinking with yourself there. I know how it is. Trust me. People are assholes. The lot of em."
She leaned up against the table, taking in the small house. Least people had their own places. Kinda nice, really. She was used to sleeping where ever she put her bedroll really. Any place was home...though it'd be nice to have something permanent too.
Whatever. Phoenix wasn't ready to give up the life of the Raider just to have a permanent home somewhere. Maybe once she was older. It'd be nice....
And there she was, lost in her own thoughts. She figured in the back of her mind if the guy was a Raider - or Ex since he was living /here/ - he was somewhat cool. Though he coulda been fucking domesticated a bit too by living here. This kinda lifestyle had the means of turning a fucker soft over time. Still. She doubted he'd turn on his own kind. That shit never got outta the blood. And, in time, maybe she could get him to help her with her bigger plan. Oh yeah, Phoenix had many plans regarding many things and she needed all the skills she could get. But time would tell before she'd tell her plans. couldn't trust just any fucker, after all.