"No shit, I've been in every god damn vault with the fucking wanderer, you think the outcasts would be guarding a vault filled fucking Gary clones or insane people?" He moved closer to the woman, almost in some bad ass threaten way, he knew she was in charge, but he was never good at listen or being told what to do, "I don't fucking know what those idiots got in there, I doubt it's enough shit to make Tenpenny shake in his fancy boots, but I also doubt it's some toxic air."
His voice calmed down after taking a step back, something about being back in the piss stink of raiders was getting to him. He left the raiders hating each and every one of them, but old habits die hard. Being back with a crew of raiders got his blood flowing, in anger and excitement, "But yes, you're right, better safe than sorry. You're the boss, kid. Your say is your say." ---- "Listen, we all got opinions on what to do. My only care is that we come out alive. I'm sure you can dig that just fine. I brought you because of your experience and expertise, Jericho. We aint been doing this but a couple ten years or whatever. I saw you a few weeks ago and knew you had what it takes. So... you say you've been all over, I believe ya. Okay? I just know we gotta get our asses in gear and head out soon as possible here. I just wanna make sure we fuckin' get out alive if it's something insurmountable. We aint gods, after all. We also don't got any power armor. Yet." She grinned and then opened a bottle of Nuka, drinking half of it down.
"So, do we get a little sleep or head out now? Up to you all. I don't care long as we figure out what's in there and well, hopefully it goes smoothly. I aint gonna baby sit none of ya though. Every man for himself if it comes down to it but damn it, if you got the chance to help someone else out, do it. This aint small shit we're gonna be playing with and it's not the biggest shit we could deal with either of course. Still. I"m fucking rambling now." She hit Jericho's shoulder. "See what you made me do, fucker?"
She was just kidding but still. --- "I don't know about you guys, but I always like to do my killing at night. It could be tonight or tomorrow night, it doesn't matter, might as will get those assholes while they are nodding off in their power armor, right?" The old man smirked at the young woman, replying to an equally rough hit to her shoulders, "Out of all the fucking things I could make you do, rambling was not one of I had planned. You want my opinion, we take the night off, get some fucking sleep, plan the attack and make sure you got all the shit you need for tomorrow night. But I'm just a washed up old raider, what the fuck would I know, right?"
Looking back to the group of raiders they since not to protect the idea, nothing night alive was better than running in with sleepy eyes as the god damn outcasts turn the gang into brahmain cheese. Even Jericho wanted to enjoy it, plan things in his head, hell maybe even try to sweet talk the only female in miles to get a joy ride before they risk their ass for something they really don't know what the fuck to expect.
Jericho/FemaleOCRaider "Pussy Fight" PT 22/?
His voice calmed down after taking a step back, something about being back in the piss stink of raiders was getting to him. He left the raiders hating each and every one of them, but old habits die hard. Being back with a crew of raiders got his blood flowing, in anger and excitement, "But yes, you're right, better safe than sorry. You're the boss, kid. Your say is your say."
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"Listen, we all got opinions on what to do. My only care is that we come out alive. I'm sure you can dig that just fine. I brought you because of your experience and expertise, Jericho. We aint been doing this but a couple ten years or whatever. I saw you a few weeks ago and knew you had what it takes. So... you say you've been all over, I believe ya. Okay? I just know we gotta get our asses in gear and head out soon as possible here. I just wanna make sure we fuckin' get out alive if it's something insurmountable. We aint gods, after all. We also don't got any power armor. Yet." She grinned and then opened a bottle of Nuka, drinking half of it down.
"So, do we get a little sleep or head out now? Up to you all. I don't care long as we figure out what's in there and well, hopefully it goes smoothly. I aint gonna baby sit none of ya though. Every man for himself if it comes down to it but damn it, if you got the chance to help someone else out, do it. This aint small shit we're gonna be playing with and it's not the biggest shit we could deal with either of course. Still. I"m fucking rambling now." She hit Jericho's shoulder. "See what you made me do, fucker?"
She was just kidding but still.
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"I don't know about you guys, but I always like to do my killing at night. It could be tonight or tomorrow night, it doesn't matter, might as will get those assholes while they are nodding off in their power armor, right?" The old man smirked at the young woman, replying to an equally rough hit to her shoulders, "Out of all the fucking things I could make you do, rambling was not one of I had planned. You want my opinion, we take the night off, get some fucking sleep, plan the attack and make sure you got all the shit you need for tomorrow night. But I'm just a washed up old raider, what the fuck would I know, right?"
Looking back to the group of raiders they since not to protect the idea, nothing night alive was better than running in with sleepy eyes as the god damn outcasts turn the gang into brahmain cheese. Even Jericho wanted to enjoy it, plan things in his head, hell maybe even try to sweet talk the only female in miles to get a joy ride before they risk their ass for something they really don't know what the fuck to expect.