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New Vegas Host Club (3a/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-03-07 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)*-*-*
Roxanna resisted the urge to sigh yet again as she crawled towards her shared bed. She'd finally finished cleaning up the mess she'd made (well in the physical sense, the more pressing matter at hand was not so easily taken care of), a task that she would've been done with sooner had she not bothered with salvaging what parts of Fisto that she could. Slowly she slid in between the sheets, not wanting to jostle the man that already lay there, but glassy blue eyes snapping up to meet her's told her that her actions were in vain.
“Sorry, didn't mean to wake you,” she apologized as she sped up her movements.
“You didn't,” Arcade yawned, arching his back a bit. “I never went to sleep, you were making too much noise.”
She mumbled another apology as she shifted around in search of a comfortable position. The mattress was smaller than the ones back at the 38, a fact that made it difficult for her to find a way to lay that didn't involve her draping herself across Arcade Finally he took pity on her and pulled her in so that her back was against his chest.
“This is so fucked up,” Six said after a moment. “I really put my foot in it this time, didn't I Arc?”
“Looks that way.”
She snorted. “Does that somewhat pessimistic reply mean you can't make this problem go away with logic?”
She felt his chuckles vibrating though his chest and into her back. “Go to sleep Roxanna, we'll figure this out in the morning.”
*-*-*
Cass woke up with a stretch and sigh. Her head was killing her, and her mouth was overly dry, but she didn't wake up in a strange place or a pool of her own vomit so she figured it would be a good day. Though waking up in a strange place isn't always a bad thing, she mused as she headed for the bathroom. Well, providing who you wake up next to is attractive enough. When she found the washroom to be empty she figured it was going to be a doubly good day. Usually Veronica or Arcade had the room sewed up, with the former checking out her ass in the mirror and the latter spending an ungodly amount of time on his hair.
Twenty minutes later and she was leaving the room feeling clean and relaxed. The smell of sweetrolls and coffee greeted her as she entered the kitchen and she wasted no time helping herself to two of the pastries and a mug that was just as much whiskey as it was coffee. With a contented sigh she bit into the sweetroll, chewing slowly so as to fully enjoy the way the sweetness of the icing combated the spicy richness of the cinnamon. Yup, today was turning out to be pretty fucking awesome.
“WHERE'S MY GRANDBABY?!”
Cassidy rolled her eyes. It was always something.
New Vegas Host Club (3b/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-03-07 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)“IT'S MY DEAR BECKY! SHE'S MISSING! I WENT TO GO TAKE HER SOME FOOD BUT SHE'S NOT IN HER ROOM!” Lily yelled as she ran towards Cass who began to back up. The old nightkin had never intentionally hurt anyone in their messed up little family, but there was a first time for everything.
Veronica tentatively poked her head out of the rec room. “Everything okay out here?”
Lily swiveled around to face her so fast that a sweetroll actually flew off of the tray in her hands. “HAVE YOU SEEN BECKY?! SHE'S NOT IN HER ROOM OR ANYWHERE ELSE IN THE HOUSE!”
The scribe furrowed her eyebrows, clearly confused about the whole situation. “The last time I saw her was last night at th-” she stopped mid-word and eyed the redhead. “Cassidy, where's our dearest Courier?” she asked, voice deceptively sweet.
Cass blew ran a hand through her hair. “She's uhh, she's still at the King's place. They're kinda holding her there becau-”
“DON'T WORRY SWEETHEART, GRANDMA'S COMING!” Lily yelled, tossing the tray into a wall as she ran full speed towards the elevators.
“Wait for us!” Veronica cried as she started after her.
Cass huffed, but ran after them. Roxy would never forgive her if she allowed her beloved nightkin to go on a killing spree.
As soon as the elevator doors opened Lily was off again. The motley group exited the casino, nearly running over Raul who was just returning from taking Rex and ED-E for a walk.
For his part, the ghoul didn't miss a beat, easily falling into step with the women despite his self-proclaimed arthritic joints. “Why are we running?” he asked.
“We're going to go save Six from a reverse harem!” Veronica replied, her power glove clad hand flexing in anticipation of the new and interesting faces she and Mr. Fritz were about to become acquainted with.
“Right.” If he noticed the slightly manic, if gleeful, tone in her voice he chose to ignore it. “I guess it's a good thing I never leave the house without my baby,” he said, hand unconsciously reaching out to pat the magnum on his hip.
Cass snorted, but made no further comment. And the day started off so nicely.
*-*-*
As Roxanna sat next to a very hungover Arcade she came to two conclusions:
1.) The members of the Host Club looked ever better (a thing that she think was physically possible) in the daytime. And-
2.) The next time she saw her, she was going to fucking kill Rose of Sharon Cassidy.
The King sat across from her, with Fox standing behind his right shoulder scribbling something down on that damned clipboard. Behind her, the two men with the First Recon berets stood on either side of the door, guarding it she supposed, while the Chairmen were nowhere to be seen.
“How are you feeling this morning, little mama?” the King asked, lop-sided grin beaming at her.
“Well aside from owning you all an ass load of caps that I don't have, I'm just peachy,” Roxanna said with as much dryness as she could muster before looking at the doctor slumped down in his chair. “Wish I could say the same for my friend here.”
“Please, don't mind me,” Arcade said as he waved his hand dismissively.
The King chuckled. “One too many atomic cocktails?” Arcade nodded, but regretted it as the motion only served to aggravate his pounding head. “Those things will do you in. I remember this one time I-” Fox cleared his throat loudly. “Ahh right, we should probably get to the matter at hand.”
“That would be best,” Fox said, eyes still on his clipboard.
“Well Miss Yearling,” King started, “it seems pretty cut and dry to me. You owe us thirteen thousand caps-”
Roxy narrowed her eyes at him. “I thought it was only eight.”
“Yes, to get a new protectron,” Fox said, sunglass-covered eyes leaving the clipboard for the first time since she entered the room. “The other five thousand is for programing.” Roxy gaped at him making that arrogant smirk grow even more.
New Vegas Host Club (3c/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-03-07 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)“That's a nice idea in theory-” King started.
“But to be honest, we can't trust you Miss Yearling,” Fox finished, eyes back on his clipboard.
“Why not?” Roxy whined. Fox opened his mouth to reply in an undoubtedly snide matter, but was cut off by a nightkin battle cry.
Yes! The cavalry is here! Roxanna thought as she jumped out her seat and bounded out of the room with the red berets on her heels.
“The fuck?” the still unnamed beret barer mumbled and Roxy couldn't help but to laugh. There, surrounded by a gaggle of Kings stood Lily with the rest of their companions on either side of her, weapons drawn. The blue giant had one of the Chairmen in a headlock and the other by the neck.
As soon as Lily saw the object of her fixation she tossed the men to either side and bounded over to her, wrapping Six in a crushing embrace. “OH THERE YOU ARE BECKY! YOU HAD GRANDMA WORRIED SICK! YOU ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE YOUNG LADY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE WITH ALL OF THESE HOOLIGANS?!”
Roxy slapped at the nightkin's arm, wheezing, “Grand-ma- I can't- can't breathe!”
“Huh,” unnamed beret barer one huffed (she really needed to find out his name).
“Can I start punching things now or...” Veronica inquired.
“You're grandmama's a nightkin?” the King questioned.
“You okay over there Boss?” Raul checked.
“That nightkin damaged the door on the way in, not to mention two of our hosts. That's another five hundred caps on your tab Courier.” That was obviously the Fox.
“Lily, I think you're killing Becky,” Arcade pointed out, making the woman let go.
“Who the hell is Becky?” Manny wondered aloud.
“LANGUAGE MISTER!” Lily growled.
“I'm not nearly drunk enough to deal with this,” Cass sighed.
“I can explain,” Roxanna announced to the room in general after taking a few much needed breaths.
*-*-*
New Vegas Host Club (3d/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-03-07 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)“I guess I know who my real friends are now,” Roxanna mumbled as she hugged Rex around his neck. ED-E chirped happily as it floated around her head, glad to be one of the few still among her good graces. The two creatures were the only two that would -and technically could- stay with her.
“Don't be like that Boss. It won't be that bad,” Raul said, as he twirled the corner of his mustache- something he only did when he was bullshitting someone.
“And the Hosts all seem nice enough,” Arcade said, a slight blush coloring his cheeks, “If a bit odd,” he amended.
Cass shook her head as she fished her flask out of a jacket pocket. “It's yer own fault. You were suppose to fuck the thing, not dismantle it,” she snarked, earning a glare.
“LANGUAGE!” Lily shouted. To the Courier she said, “CHIN UP DEARIE, THIS'LL ALL BE OVER SOON ENOUGH! AND LET THIS BE A LESSON TO YOU! YOU KNOW BETTER THAN TO MESS AROUND WITH MR. TOMPSON'S THINGS. WORKING OFF YOUR DEBT IS THE LEAST YOU CAN DO!”
A few snickers came from the two Kings guarding the door and Roxanna sighed. Great. Not only am I stuck here, now everybody thinks I'm apart of a freak show. Just. Fuckin'. Great. “Well, I guess I should get inside,” she said finally. “I'm sure that Fox has something for me to do.”
“A lot of somethings, actually.” Roxy let out a small 'eep!' as the man appeared behind her from seemingly nowhere. He smiled as he handed her a piece of paper with a list of chores. “I've listed them in the order in which they should be done. Seeing as some of those activities are a bit time consuming you might want to get started now.”
Six resisted the urge to glare at him, knowing the gesture would only serve to make the smirk he was sporting grow that much wider, as she took the paper from his hand. “Fine,” she said dryly. “Well, I'm going to get to it. See you guys later,” she said sadly to her friends.
They said their goodbyes -with promises to come and see her sometime during the week on their side, and promises not to do something stupid on her side- and then they left. Roxanna watched them, heaving a sigh when her eyes could no longer follow their path. She looked down at Rex who sat at her feet, tail wagging happily and then up to ED-E who let out an understanding chirp and sighed again. You're not going to make any money standing about out here, her brain reminded her, so with yet another sigh -she had a feeling a lot more of those would be in her near future- she entered the building and got ready to work.
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A/N: Becky is Jimmy's sister and since Lily calls the M!Courier 'Jimmy' it would stand to reason that she would call a F!Courier 'Becky' though she never does so in the game. *insert the CBS 'The More You Know' Star* Also! Updates will be slow -well slower- because ME3 will be owing my life for the foreseeable future, so between getting ready for midterms and that I probably won't have much time to write. I'll still try to get at least something up once a week, but the chapters won't be as long as the first one.
Re: New Vegas Host Club (3d/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-03-11 02:38 am (UTC)(link)(also good luck with midterms! I've got finals this week so I feel your pain ughhh)
A!A here...
(Anonymous) 2012-03-11 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)(and I hope your finals went well for you. My midterms start tomorrow and I'm planning on making them all my bitches... hopefully...)
Re: New Vegas Host Club (3d/?)
(Anonymous) 2014-11-14 04:03 am (UTC)(link)