Jericho/FemaleOCRaider "Pussy Fight" PT 24/?

Date: 2011-12-11 04:16 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
As she ate, Phoenix mulled over his questions and then shrugged. "I was out robbing some store. yanno. Food and supplies. No one /owned/ it, right? So shit like that is fair game. Turned out, couple a guys were watching it, placed dibs on the area. Like I knew this shit. I can't read 'invisible markings', right?" She coughed on her dry sandwich and took a drink before going on.

"So I get my bag full of shit and these two fucks come in, acting like they owned the joint. We got into it and to make a long story short, we kicked each others' asses and they turned out being a few of the fucks out there. They were already running with about five people but over time we gained some, lost some. Life happens yanno?" Kaci glanced over at Jericho. "Can't get too close with people, can't trust anyone for shit... but that's another story I don't wanna go in to right now... But yeah, in regards to your question, no, I aint gonna tie you up. No reason to. Aint like I forced you to come with me at gunpoint." She chuckled as she got up to put her plate in the sink.

On the way back, she gave Jericho a little smile, "Sorry ya had to go through that shit... whatever ya did musta been brutal for you to think they'd still be after ya. Bad ass. I like that."
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‎"I pissed off a few people when I left and you know fucking raiders, we don't get over shit. You disrespect someone, leave some one hanging, or you threat to kill anyone of them you see, you're bond to make some enemies." No matter how he tried to separate himself from the raiders, he realized that there were still so much about the past still in him. He was still a raider, retied, but he couldn't help that he lived and breathed this way.

"It ain't that interesting kid, don't want to waste your time." He really didn't want to relive the events of that night, he knew that thinking about it would keep him up all night. Not unless he took the very thing that cause him to leave, chems as long as he didn't let himself go to far, if he stayed in control of himself, maybe he could making himself not think of this shit and enjoyed a chemed up high. "You were saying about some chems? This old man can make a nice dent in your stash if ya don't mind."
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‎"We got lots of chems yeah, just don't get too outta your head unless you can damn well control yourself. One of my guys - dead now, heh - used to fucking live off chems and he was fuckin' useless in raids and shit." Phoenix said while cleaning some offending dirt out of her fingernails. She then looked up at him. "I don't have to know about your past, man. I dig ya just how you are, ya know? We all got some fucked up skeltons in our closets. Aint no one perfect. But then again, if you /do/ need to like get it outta your system and off your back, I'm very non Raider like in the fashion where I give a shit and do listen to people's griefs and stuff. Don't care how tough a son of a bitch is; everyone needs to air out their dirty laundry at times before it becomes too much and fuckin' smothers ya."

Pointing at the bag she had of her own chems, Phoenix said, "Help yourself, man. We're in this shit together, right? May as well enjoy the passing hours til we leave to do this shit."

Phoenixwasn't sure if she could even sleep. She was both hyped about the upcoming mission and also worried. Never knew what kinda shit would backfire after all.
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