"There ain't much for food in this town, just the lantern, Craterside is more of a place for crap and the saloon doesn't have much to eat, but still that's the best bet." He kept his eye on the saloon as he walked, thinking about what he would do to destroy the town and when to attack.
True he had thought a few times about what to do to destroy this town, but it had been a long time since he killed someone in cold blood. Even when traveling with the wanderer, he just fought who ever looked pissed off, but towns people? It had been a long time since he killed somebody, but when he did kill, he was pretty damn good at it. A bottle of buffout and a few boxes of ammo and he could empty this town by himself, if he did it at night and since this town trusted him. Still he knew hoe buffout effected him, upped his strength and energy, but got him out of control. Got him like this father. Fuck, just thinking about him pissed the old raider off. Still this would be a great way to end his life, fighting and not dying a slow coughing death, that he would if he didn't do something.
He opened the door to the saloon letting Phoenix in, it was very gentle man like, but he was still lost in thought to really realize it. He would guess that Nova would have something to say about the fact that he was with the same woman, most likely about him going soft. Fuck that whore. --- Walking into the Saloon, Phoenix saw the same prostitute... Nova, that's it... standing in the same spot she'd been in the night before. It was like no time had passed. Ugh. Phoenix would go out of her mind if shit was tedious in her life. She was a nomad, a wandering Raider. Place to place served her best.
Sitting at the bar, Phoenix asked the ghoul for the best food in the house and, turning to Jericho, she said, "Get whatever ya want. My treat. We'll take it to go, by the way." She said to the ghoul.
Once they got their food and turned to leave, Phoenix heard Nova saying /some/thing but didn't catch it. It wasn't for her ears obviously. Still. She just wanted to get back to Jericho's house, eat and do some planning. --- He ordered up some BlamCo Mac and Cheese and a flesh apple, as he notice Nova watching him. She said his name in that dark smooth voice, he heard her say his name a million of times, it was normally a "what are you doing Jericho?" or "Not do damn hard, Jericho." or his favorite, " Don't even think about putting it in there Jericho." This time it was different, he cut her off with a friendly "Fuck you" and a flip of the bird and he was off with Phoenix out of the bar.
The old man hated going to places where he everyone knew his name, maybe this was a good idea, follow the young raider chick, get him out of his runt, let him die in a rain of bullets. It's better than dying in a place where no one would give a shit, at least he would die right, like a fucking warrior.
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Jericho/FemaleOCRaider "Pussy Fight" PT 15/?
Date: 2011-12-08 12:02 am (UTC)True he had thought a few times about what to do to destroy this town, but it had been a long time since he killed someone in cold blood. Even when traveling with the wanderer, he just fought who ever looked pissed off, but towns people? It had been a long time since he killed somebody, but when he did kill, he was pretty damn good at it. A bottle of buffout and a few boxes of ammo and he could empty this town by himself, if he did it at night and since this town trusted him. Still he knew hoe buffout effected him, upped his strength and energy, but got him out of control. Got him like this father. Fuck, just thinking about him pissed the old raider off. Still this would be a great way to end his life, fighting and not dying a slow coughing death, that he would if he didn't do something.
He opened the door to the saloon letting Phoenix in, it was very gentle man like, but he was still lost in thought to really realize it. He would guess that Nova would have something to say about the fact that he was with the same woman, most likely about him going soft. Fuck that whore.
---
Walking into the Saloon, Phoenix saw the same prostitute... Nova, that's it... standing in the same spot she'd been in the night before. It was like no time had passed. Ugh. Phoenix would go out of her mind if shit was tedious in her life. She was a nomad, a wandering Raider. Place to place served her best.
Sitting at the bar, Phoenix asked the ghoul for the best food in the house and, turning to Jericho, she said, "Get whatever ya want. My treat. We'll take it to go, by the way." She said to the ghoul.
Once they got their food and turned to leave, Phoenix heard Nova saying /some/thing but didn't catch it. It wasn't for her ears obviously. Still. She just wanted to get back to Jericho's house, eat and do some planning.
---
He ordered up some BlamCo Mac and Cheese and a flesh apple, as he notice Nova watching him. She said his name in that dark smooth voice, he heard her say his name a million of times, it was normally a "what are you doing Jericho?" or "Not do damn hard, Jericho." or his favorite, " Don't even think about putting it in there Jericho." This time it was different, he cut her off with a friendly "Fuck you" and a flip of the bird and he was off with Phoenix out of the bar.
The old man hated going to places where he everyone knew his name, maybe this was a good idea, follow the young raider chick, get him out of his runt, let him die in a rain of bullets. It's better than dying in a place where no one would give a shit, at least he would die right, like a fucking warrior.