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Greener Pastures (9f/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-06-19 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)“We’re not taking anything,” the scribe said dismissively. “If anyone shows up, we’ll just move on. Probably a good idea to warn them about all the crazy stuff going on anyway.”
“What if the person living here is… you know.”
“I wouldn’t worry about it.” Veronica asked, looking up. “If it isn’t him, we’ll warn whoever shows up. If it IS him, then he’ll get a taste of Pushy.” The woman patted her power fist fondly.
The Courier didn’t say anything for a while. Instead she panned the camera around the room, showing the interior of the second farmhouse, the one near the overturned silo. The one they’d found signs of a person living in.
“Oh… holy crap, look at this,” Veronica said, and Layla turned the camera back. The scribe was holding up a box.
“What is it?” Layla asked, moving closer. The camera focused on the box. A neat stack of holotapes was inside.
“…Are they marked?” the Courier asked. Veronica set the box down on a table and started going through the tapes.
“No… but they’re used; they’re all at the end of the tape,” the scribe said, tapping one of the cassettes.
“…What should we do?” Layla asked. “We don’t have a video player around here.”
“Let’s take them back home,” Veronica answered.
“I thought we weren’t taking anything?” Layla asked, sounding displeased.
“This is different,” Veronica said. “We’re trying to find a missing man, after all.”
“I don’t know…” the Courier said. “Maybe we ought to see if there’s anyone here again before we do.”
“We’ve been all over the place,” Veronica said impatiently. “We can bring them back after we see what they are.”
“…Fine,” Layla answered. “Let’s finish up here and go.” She turned the camera toward the other side of the room. There was a man wearing a hockey mask and hood sitting in the chair against the wall. Layla gasped, and the camera jerked.
The man was suddenly up and loping in her direction on all fours, faster than seemed possible. Layla screamed as the man reached her, and the image turned to static for a moment. The video cut back in, but the image seemed frozen on the floor. The only sound was a loud squeal of feedback. Then the video cut out.
The image came back after a few seconds. The camera appeared to be on the floor.
“Are you okay?!” Veronica cried over the sound of panting.
“I- I’m… Yeah, I’m okay,” Layla answered. “I uh… oh shit he came out of nowhere.”
The camera was picked up and turned toward Veronica, who had a splatter of blood on her power fist. She looked a little frazzled, but unharmed.
“Who was it?” the scribe asked as she moved toward the body of the hooded man sprawled on the ground.
“I don’t know… Whoever lived here,” the Courier guessed. “Maybe he was the one who killed the raiders… and that nightkin.”
“Maybe,” Veronica answered, then reached down to pull off the mask. Layla gasped loudly.
“It’s Terry!”
Greener Pastures (9g/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-06-19 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)Pip-Boy Model 3000
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∙ We buried Terry near the farmhouse and took the tapes. We’re going home.
Re: Greener Pastures (9g/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-07-16 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)I was away and missed that it had been updated. Glad I checked today :) It's getting better and better.
A!A
(Anonymous) 2012-07-18 12:25 am (UTC)(link)Re: A!A
(Anonymous) 2012-08-18 12:18 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Greener Pastures (9g/?)
(Anonymous) 2012-07-17 12:32 am (UTC)(link)