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Re: Five Times the World Opened Up 5/5
Date: 2013-03-25 04:53 am (UTC)He Loved President Eden
Civilization was overrated. Many people said that, but few had the firsthand experience to back it up. Likewise, few people asked Colin Moriarty where he’d gotten his accent. It could have been that they expected any story coming out of his mouth to be a lie, which wasn’t an unfounded assumption. If they had asked him, he probably would have lied.
The truth was that he had grown up in civilization, and given everything he had to escape it.
Listening to the radio, Moriarty always enjoyed Enclave broadcasts. One couldn’t help being a little nostalgic, even towards a place of nightmares. President Eden was an enjoyably powerless authority figure, with all of the comforting tones of his old leader and none of the muscle to back it up.
Good old Oceana, encompassing what used to be England and Ireland and god only knew what else. He’d been born into what passed for wealth back home, and it was that wealth that had bribed the Underground to put him on the ship across the sea. What they would find, no one knew- all they knew was that it was a land they were supposedly at war with, where the civilization they knew had long ago crumbled. That was appealing enough on its own.
The Capital Wasteland wasn’t that bad, and a slimy bastard like Moriarty could always find a niche to crawl into. Pimp, slave owner and saloon keeper- not exactly the high life, but life just the same. Here you didn’t have to worry about being arrested (being locked up by Lucas Simms hardly counted), or assassinated (provided you didn’t piss off anyone with money) or censored (if you had anything valuable to say in the first place.) It truly was the land of the free.
Still, sometimes he would put on Enclave radio just for the hell of it. Listening to President Eden’s voice was a bit like home away from home. In a way, it was good to know he was watching you.