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The House Special 1a/?
Date: 2012-05-30 09:01 pm (UTC)Liz wiped the blood splatter from her face. It had been a bitch and a half to actually take down Benny, but Boone helped with most of the technical work, like actually disarming him.
She only told Swank to hold her weapons for pride reasons, mostly because she intended on shooting the lousy fucker with his own piece and taking it as a good luck token for the road. It was a shame to waste such a handsome face but she’d always find another.
She was never one to let herself be locked into a single option, so when she got to the strip she did a bit of snooping around, never once entering the Tops for fear that she’d be found out. She remembered the card she had found in Camp Golf, some VIP key card, and realized it would be an invaluable tool in killing the 200 year old bastard who thought he owned the city. She had only spoken to him a single time when she decided that he needed to be out of the picture.
And then she had gone straight to the Tops to inform Swank that his tribe leader was a fucking asshole and ask for permission to kill him. It had worked, and when they met Benny in his suite there was little time to actually speak to him during the scuffle.
While she was getting ready to shoot him she let him have his last words. He blurted out a few things about joining him and killing House since she had been in the Lucky 38 before and she quickly informed him that she already murdered the shit out of the ancient bastard before shooting his face off.
She pocketed Maria, deciding she’d change a few of the weaker parts later because such a beautiful gun didn’t deserve to be kept in anything but high quality. She turned to Boone, smiling. “Well, glad that’s over and done with.”
He looked her over, signaling to a spot on her face that was still painted red. “Yeah. Are we gonna head out to get the Legion next?”
“Yeah, I don’t see why—“
Hakuna Matata! Such a wonderful phrase!
Liz jumped nearly ten feet into the air, staring at her pip-boy. “What in the goddamn—“
Hakuna Matata! Ain’t no passin’ craze! It means no worries for the rest of your days!
Boone was giving her a real hard look. “What is that?”
Liz panicked, fiddling with the dials on the pip-boy. “I don’t know! What the hell? I have a new radio station signal. The House Special… Oh, goddamn it!”
It’s our problem-free philosophy! Hakuna Matata!
“Well turn it off; it’s getting on my nerves.”
“I can’t! It won’t turn off! Fuck! House must have done this right before I killed him. You’ve got to be kidding me…”
The House Special 1b/?
Date: 2012-05-30 09:02 pm (UTC)The song ended in the elevator fortunately, because Boone was starting to look mighty pissed. She never took him for a music kind of guy, but it seemed to enrage him that the song was talking about not worrying about anything because everything was fine. Because in Boone’s world, no, it wasn’t. It never would be.
Showed just how optimistic the motherfucker was.
The station had disappeared from her signal, so maybe it was just in that half of the Tops. That was a relief, because she never planned on being anywhere over there again. She said her goodbyes to Swank and exited the casino, her stoic murder machine in tow.
It didn’t take long for someone to come up to her. And when she took a closer look, she thought he looked awful familiar.
And of course, when Vulpes Inculta reminded her who he was and extended his hand to give her that ugly necklace the music started playing again.
I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream
Both of the men looked at her and froze in place, Vulpes more confused than anything and Boone just as livid as he was upstairs.
I know you, the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam
“Oh my fucking God, I swear I’m not doing this. I swear on my life, I swear on my grave, and I actually have one up in Goodsprings! Fuck!” Liz banged on the device, trying to turn the embarrassing music off somehow, but nothing worked, goddamnit.
And I know it’s true that visions are seldom all they seem. But if I know you, I know what you’ll do, you’ll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream.
“Arg, give me that!” She snatched the stupid thing from his hand and waved him away as the song was coming to a close. “Go! Leave, now!”
He was probably shocked into silence by the way that stupid machine had embarrassed her. She didn’t expect him to leave without a final word or some sort of hateful look, but he just turned on his heel and marched away. The song ended and she took deep breaths to contain the anger that was beginning to kill her from the inside.
Boone was completely outraged. “You just let him go? He’s one of the Frumentarii, you should have just killed him.”
She sighed, knowing he was right. “Yeah, I know, I know. I think I got a little bit too pissed off there. I’m really starting to regret killing House.”
Boone glared at her. “Yeah, me too. What was all that about with the song?”
She frowned. “Look, Boone, I don’t pick the music that plays out of this thing! If I did, it would be on a constant stream of Johnny Cash, lord knows New Vegas Radio needs more of that guy.”
“Are you sure? He didn’t look too mad about it.”
“Boone, quit your bitchin’ and stop worrying—“
Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase!
It was only the prelude the world’s most hilariously unfortunate series of encounters.
Re: The House Special 1b/?
Date: 2012-06-02 07:56 am (UTC)Re: The House Special 1b/?
Date: 2012-07-11 10:05 am (UTC)