She came face to face with a semi-tall female form in an mercenary outfit that she wore proudly. Her features had the similar scarred appearance the wanderer came to recognize easily. Her hair was the most noticeable feature, with it being a shockingly bright red. Even if there were only a few patches of those red locks that curved around her forehead and the frame of her face, it was still very pronounced. The female had clouded, grey-ish blue eyes. It somehow made the ghoul more beautiful when matched with her red locks.
Sultry, ruby painted 'lips' smirked at the dumbfounded girl. Her words would bite hard, but she honestly could care less.
“Another human with a death wish... Welcome to the Mall, tourist.”
The Lone Wanderer glared,“I'm not a tourist...”
“Sure you're not.”
She took that remark and kept her mouth quiet.
Instead, she merely asked why this particular ghoulette would risk her health out here in the National Mall. She could get mauled by one of those dangerous mutants that prowled the area. From what the human knew, mutants hated anyone that stood in their path. Such as The Brotherhood. The ghoulette snorted out a laugh, and gave the girl some information on ghouls and mutants; they're neutral with each other. As though ghouls were some sort of distant cousins to those deranged green beasts. The girl blushed crimson when she has no idea there were like that between each other. Who would have thought? Certainly not her.
They spoke for a short while, and the traveler/tourist listened intently to every sentence and managed to swallow every negative retort the ghoul had stated. Within minutes she knew that this ghoul, and many other ghouls, despised the brotherhood. And the woman disdained those “psycho talon company members”, and the girl understood the hatred. She found out that the ghoul's name was Willow. What an awfully pretty name for such a 'tough' character, she pondered.
Once the conversation dried up between the two, the girl shifted her sack on her shoulder and headed near the door again. She turned her feet away from the other, and casually advanced to the steps.
“Hey!” Willow passively shouted at the wanderer. “What's your name, human?”
The younger female hesitated, and peered over her shoulder.
“Evelyn.”
The ghoul placed a cigarette between her rose colored lips, and flicked a lighter out. A small ember rose from the small stick of nicotine when she inhaled.
”Mhm. Nice to meet you, Evelyn.” A puff of smoke seeped into the air.
“Nice to meet you, too...” She trailed off, and darted up the stairs.
Two emotions were known now when her hand rested on the handle. Excitement and nervousness.
Encouraged words helped her past the door. She was ready for anything.
“Here we go.”
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And that's it for now. Hope you guy's like this so far. Especially the person who made the prompt for Charon in Love. :)
You and I Are In 'Unity' 3/?
Sultry, ruby painted 'lips' smirked at the dumbfounded girl. Her words would bite hard, but she honestly could care less.
“Another human with a death wish... Welcome to the Mall, tourist.”
The Lone Wanderer glared,“I'm not a tourist...”
“Sure you're not.”
She took that remark and kept her mouth quiet.
Instead, she merely asked why this particular ghoulette would risk her health out here in the National Mall. She could get mauled by one of those dangerous mutants that prowled the area. From what the human knew, mutants hated anyone that stood in their path. Such as The Brotherhood. The ghoulette snorted out a laugh, and gave the girl some information on ghouls and mutants; they're neutral with each other. As though ghouls were some sort of distant cousins to those deranged green beasts. The girl blushed crimson when she has no idea there were like that between each other. Who would have thought? Certainly not her.
They spoke for a short while, and the traveler/tourist listened intently to every sentence and managed to swallow every negative retort the ghoul had stated. Within minutes she knew that this ghoul, and many other ghouls, despised the brotherhood. And the woman disdained those “psycho talon company members”, and the girl understood the hatred. She found out that the ghoul's name was Willow. What an awfully pretty name for such a 'tough' character, she pondered.
Once the conversation dried up between the two, the girl shifted her sack on her shoulder and headed near the door again. She turned her feet away from the other, and casually advanced to the steps.
“Hey!” Willow passively shouted at the wanderer. “What's your name, human?”
The younger female hesitated, and peered over her shoulder.
“Evelyn.”
The ghoul placed a cigarette between her rose colored lips, and flicked a lighter out. A small ember rose from the small stick of nicotine when she inhaled.
”Mhm. Nice to meet you, Evelyn.” A puff of smoke seeped into the air.
“Nice to meet you, too...” She trailed off, and darted up the stairs.
Two emotions were known now when her hand rested on the handle. Excitement and nervousness.
Encouraged words helped her past the door. She was ready for anything.
“Here we go.”
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And that's it for now. Hope you guy's like this so far. Especially the person who made the prompt for Charon in Love. :)