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New Vegas Host Club (2c/?)
Date: 2012-02-28 03:29 am (UTC)I doubt that I can talk my way out of this one, not with a decapitated Fisto at my feet. Roxanna chanced a look at the man. His lips were pursed, arms crossed tightly over his chest as he waited for an answer. “I did it for science?” she offered lamely.
The two guards, whom had been standing just inside of the doorway on either side, guffawed at her answer, but stopped at the glare (or what Six assumed to be one under those sunglasses) from the Fox. He pinched the bridge of his nose, head shaking slightly at her weak defense. It wasn't any excuse, she knew that, but it was actually the truth. Her father did always tell her that one day her scientific curiosity was going to land her in a world of trouble. And, it would seem, that today was that day.
Fox stared at her then, his eye accessory doing nothing to lessen the intensity of his gaze, and Roxy found it to be the single most unnerving thing she'd ever had the displeasure of experiencing. Just as the silence became to be too much, his glare too penetrating, the King bust through the door with Cass hot on his heels.
“What's going on here?” he demanded, looking to his second for answers.
“See for yourself,” Fox sighed as he moved to give the new arrivals a better look.
The King's eyes went wide as he took in scene. “Whoa mama...”
“Dammit Rox!” Cass growled as she kicked a rather large piece of Fisto's head casing, “This is why we can't have nice things.”
Before the Courier could reply, two more bodies pushed their way into the room. The two men in the First Recon berets slid to a stop on either side of the King, scoped hunting rifles at the ready. “We heard a loud noise, is everything okay?” Manny asked.
“'Okay?' No. But nothing needs to be shot. You two can put those things away,” the King said.
“Huh?” the second beret barer who's name she never got looked around the room, eyes growing wider as he took in the details and pieced them together. “Damn.”
“That's an understatement,” Manny breathed.
“This is-” Roxy found herself being cut off once more by people stampeding into the room. This time it was the two walking chessboards and Arcade.
“Is everything in the groove Boss?” they asked as they peeked around the others.
“Considering the fact that our sexbot is laying beheaded on the floor, I'd say no, things are most certainly not 'in the groove,'” Fox sighed.
The men looked down at the aforementioned bot with gaping mouths. “Fisto!”
“He pulled in three hundred caps per customer easy!” the one on the right said. “And at three to four customers a night... ”
“Now you've done it Courier, that sexbot was worth eight thousand caps all by itself!” the one on the left cried.
Now it was Six's turn to go all wide eyed. “'Eight thousand caps...'” Eight thou- I don't! I can't! God, how many caps do I have saved up? Last I checked there was three thousand in the safe, but then Raul needed to get some spare parts to fix up our weapons and ED-E- that was seven-hundred. Then we had to pay off the Omertas last week after Cass and Veronica's little stunt in their casino- that takes off a thousand. And Arcade needed more medical supplies and Lily needed her flour to bake with, not to mention groceries and I'm pretty sure that I saw Veronica in a new dress yesterday and- Oh my God, I can't pay these people!
New Vegas Host Club (2d/?)
Date: 2012-02-28 03:30 am (UTC)“With what money?” Fox asked as he flipped to a page on his clipboard. “I know you're in the habit of doing jobs for free -a trait that I find odd considering your former job as a courier- and keeping all of your companions healthy and well fed is not cheap. Not to mention the thousand caps you recently paid Nero and well-”
“How in the hell do you know that?” Roxy demanded as she rose to her feet.
He looked up from the clipboard then, a small, sinister smile pulling at his lips. “Why I know everything there is to know about you, Miss Yearling.” Roxanna narrowed her eyes at him earning a scoff. Fox made a dismissing gesture with his hand, clearly stating that he was through with her, before turning his attention to the King. “What say you?”
The King, who'd been very quiet up until then, let out a deep breath. “Well this is a situation, no doubt about it. I'm sure that Miss Yearling's an honorable woman, so she'll do the honorable thing and pay to get ol' Fisto fixed up.”
Six gave him a weak smile that boarded on a grimace. “I can do that. Every spare cap I make will go to you. Now, I just need to find some work...”
“You won't have to look very far honey,” the King chuckled as he moved to wrap an arm around the Courier's shoulders, “because your pretty little self will be staying right here.”
She arched an eyebrow at him. “Excuse me?”
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After ten minutes of arguing, yelling, negotiating, death threats, and Cass mumbling about 'being to drunk for this shit', they still hadn't come any closer to an agreement.
“How about this,” Arcade started, “Roxanna will stay here-”
“The hell I will Gannon!”
“and I with her,” he continued on as Roxy strung together her most impressive sentence of profanities yet, “Cass can go home and let our friends know what's going on so that they're not worried, and in the morning when we're all a bit more level headed we can discuss this further.”
The Hosts looked to their King who shrugged, then to the Fox who nodded, and finally to the Courier who's shoulders slumped in defeat. “I guess that's the best deal I'm gonna get, huh?”
“So it would seem,” Fox said, arms crossed tightly across his chest, clearly no happier about the situation that she was. “Since you've already redecorated this room, you can stay in here for the night Miss Yearling. Mickey can show you to your room Mister Gannon and as for-”
“There's no need for that,” Arcade interrupted, moving to wrap an arm around his friend's shoulders, “I'll be staying in here, with here.”
Fox rolled his eyes, the motion some how translating despite the fact that it was unseen. “If that is what you wish. Mickey, Vic, please escort Miss Cassidy home, and on your way out send up somebody to clean up this mess.”
“Oh there's no need for that. Cleaning this up is the least I can do,” Roxanna mumbled.
“Already falling into the roll of the Host Club's dog- oh excuse me, I meant assistant,” Fox, anything but repentant, purred at her.
Six decided then that he was a bastard and that if given the chance she would beat his head in with that clipboard before shoving it up his ass. He gave her a knowing smile as if he could read her thoughts, and in turn she gave him her most murderous glare. The corners of his mouth turned upwards even more making her glare deepen. She really, really, really did not like this man.
“Well now that that's all taken care of,” King said brightly, totally unaware of the exchange taking place between the pair, “I'm off to bed.”
Taking this as their cue to leave, the other Hosts, along with Cass -who slapped the Courier upside the head in way of saying goodbye- and the two guards, filed out of the room leaving only Roxanna, Arcade, (what was left of) Fisto, and Fox. The latter took one last look at the sexbot before heading for the door.
“Just so you know, Miss Yearling, running won't get you very far,” Fox tossed over his shoulder just as he crossed the threshold. “Sweet dreams, Courier,” he bade, amusement clear in his voice, as he closed the door behind him.
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A/N: *“I'll Remember You” by Elvis.
Re: New Vegas Host Club (2d/?)
Date: 2012-02-28 08:08 am (UTC)I just
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Date: 2012-02-29 08:42 pm (UTC)Re: New Vegas Host Club (2d/?)
Date: 2012-03-02 01:20 am (UTC)A!A here...
Date: 2012-03-02 08:55 pm (UTC)