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The Junk Brothers 1c/?
Date: 2012-01-18 11:14 am (UTC)“Got you, Chief”, Flak replied and looked at his friend. “I guess we get down to planning right away. How much time do we have before things go pear-shaped with your... circuit... thingy?”
“A couple of weeks at least”, the Chief replied.
Shrapnel shook his head. “That’s not good enough”, he said thoughtfully. “We’ll never make it into the commonwealth and back again within a couple of weeks. We’d need a vertibird for that.”
Flak dropped his butt end and ground it out with the sole of his boot. “Any ideas?”
“I know vertibirds are impossible”, Shrapnel said slowly, tapping his cheek. “But what about...” He looked at Flak again. “What about we find a ground vehicle and get it going again?”
Flak crossed his arms. “A car? Want to drive through the whole wasteland in one of them cars? They explode when you sneeze at them, buddy.”
Shrapnel shook his head. “Not that kind of car, obviously. We need something sturdy, some old military vehicle...”
They shared a thoughtful stare. “Wheaton?”, Flak asked.
Shrapnel shrugged. “Best bet, I think.”
Harkness nodded. “I’ll talk to the next caravan coming through. There has to be some sort of solution we can work out with them to find what you need.”
The two weapon dealers nodded.
“There’s no guarantee we’ll get it working again, though, Chief”, Shrapnel said then.
Harkness shrugged and his eyelid twitched twice. “I know. We have to try though.”
Flak and Shrapnel nodded again.
“I’ll have to leave the details to you two”, Harkness said then and rubbed his left eye. “I’ll help you in any way I can, just keep it discreet.” He gave both of them a nod and vanished through the door.
Flak and Shrapnel stared at each other.
“We’re up to this, man?”, Shrapnel finally asked.
Flak shrugged. “If we wanna keep on living here we’d best. No use in letting Bannon run the place.”
“That fruitcake?” Shrapnel snorted in distaste. “No way.”
“So what do we need first?”
Shrapnel looked wistfully at his still un-lit cigarette. “I need a fucking lighter.”
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Re: The Junk Brothers 1c/?
Date: 2012-01-26 12:38 am (UTC)