Walking behind the group as he began smoking his cigarette, he was never one to like leading, maybe in his youth, he was good at commanding hordes of raiders to do a killing. Now he was used to following assholes with vault suits or any willing to pay, if this bunker was anything like that raider said, he would be hitting the mother load. He smirked to the kid when she came over to him, "I'll do all right, remember amazing stamina, kid" at least he kept his legs toned by his sex drive and as long as he wasn't coughing out blood he was good as anything to keep up with the raiders.
"How did you become there leader? I mean you get catch looting on some raider's land and the next thing you know you're their fucking leader. I was leader at one time, just cause I was the oldest of the fucking group." ----- Phoenix glanced at Jericho out of the corner of her eye and then shrugged. "May as well tell ya the truth, heh. Before the old Leader of this group got killed, I was his chick. He gave me some line of shit that he liked my bravery and guts and shit - and that I could hold my own fairly well for a chick - so he kinda slowly let me start sitting in when he'd do meetings and other boring ass shit like that. But I guess it wore into me over time cuz I guess I got to know how shit was ran, what to do in certain situations, how to say fuck it and let the jagoffs kill each other if that's what they wanted to do."
As they walked, Phoenix thought back to those years so long ago. What, a decade now? So much had changed since then. She'd been only a fake braver soul back then. She'd learned fast to talk the talk, walk the walk and always do so even if you had to fake it to stay alive. Supposedly it turned real over time. She went on. "I suppose I was as ready to be a leader as I could when he died. What can ya do? The rest already liked me enough so there really wasn't any jealous horse shit going on. I mean, aint like we were doing anything but fucking people up, stealing chems, and ruining people's lives." Phoenix laughed. "Anyone really could 'run' that kinda shit. Yanno?" ---- "Damn straight, I was high as fuck half of the time I lead and I kept my men alive, but of course there were more deaths by chems then by fucking battle." He laughed with quickly turned into coughs, "I could never find a woman who could lead any fucking one, not /my/ woman. I couldn't trust mine with own fucking baby, let alone a whole crew of raiders." He had to stop himself he had not talked about /that/ in ages, to no one, no fucking how. Sure, he squeezed on off in front of her, didn't mean he had to fucking open up to her. Jericho wanted to change the subject or at least talk about her in stead of his past, anything was better than looking at his baggage with a fine teeth comb.
"You don't seem to use chems very much, that's good for a leader. Seem idiots fall for the right drug...." Again he stopped himself, running with raiders reminded him too fucking much about the past, which he was not interested in reliving, but he was also not interested in pussy out just cause once he fucked over everyone's that he knew.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
Jericho/FemaleOCRaider "Pussy Fight" PT 30/?
Date: 2011-12-11 05:19 am (UTC)"How did you become there leader? I mean you get catch looting on some raider's land and the next thing you know you're their fucking leader. I was leader at one time, just cause I was the oldest of the fucking group."
-----
Phoenix glanced at Jericho out of the corner of her eye and then shrugged. "May as well tell ya the truth, heh. Before the old Leader of this group got killed, I was his chick. He gave me some line of shit that he liked my bravery and guts and shit - and that I could hold my own fairly well for a chick - so he kinda slowly let me start sitting in when he'd do meetings and other boring ass shit like that. But I guess it wore into me over time cuz I guess I got to know how shit was ran, what to do in certain situations, how to say fuck it and let the jagoffs kill each other if that's what they wanted to do."
As they walked, Phoenix thought back to those years so long ago. What, a decade now? So much had changed since then. She'd been only a fake braver soul back then. She'd learned fast to talk the talk, walk the walk and always do so even if you had to fake it to stay alive. Supposedly it turned real over time. She went on. "I suppose I was as ready to be a leader as I could when he died. What can ya do? The rest already liked me enough so there really wasn't any jealous horse shit going on. I mean, aint like we were doing anything but fucking people up, stealing chems, and ruining people's lives." Phoenix laughed. "Anyone really could 'run' that kinda shit. Yanno?"
----
"Damn straight, I was high as fuck half of the time I lead and I kept my men alive, but of course there were more deaths by chems then by fucking battle." He laughed with quickly turned into coughs, "I could never find a woman who could lead any fucking one, not /my/ woman. I couldn't trust mine with own fucking baby, let alone a whole crew of raiders." He had to stop himself he had not talked about /that/ in ages, to no one, no fucking how. Sure, he squeezed on off in front of her, didn't mean he had to fucking open up to her. Jericho wanted to change the subject or at least talk about her in stead of his past, anything was better than looking at his baggage with a fine teeth comb.
"You don't seem to use chems very much, that's good for a leader. Seem idiots fall for the right drug...." Again he stopped himself, running with raiders reminded him too fucking much about the past, which he was not interested in reliving, but he was also not interested in pussy out just cause once he fucked over everyone's that he knew.