Tough Irish Girl

Indie Fallout 4 Cait RP blog. Side-blog to thexwhitextiger.

[prizexfighter]

((Man I’m watching Southpaw and big tough dudes who crumble for their wives and like being called baby are my weakness times a million man oh man oh man))

[prizexfighter]

puckhead:

He didn’t really believe her. Sick…this wasn’t the flu. She looked rough…glassy eyes and clammy skin. Casey wasn’t one to judge…he just wanted to help. “Right um…well, how about I hang around? You can take it easy, and I’ll like…cook dinner and stuff, for ya?”

Her gaze fell, arms crossed over her chest tightly. Why did he have to be so good.... “Fine... fine, ya can stay around.” Her apartment wasn’t in the best shape either, bottles and clothes strewn across the floor. “Ya don’t have to do this.”

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puckhead:

“Uh…I mean, yeah…I wanted to see you. Been worried. You hadn’t been around in a while.” Casey frowned, stepping inside of her apartment.

“I’m gonna worry. You’re my friend.” he said, eying her up. “God, you should be resting up, champ.”

Damn it. Here he was worrying about her.... more for her to toil with. Couldn’t he see he was better off without her in his life? She was a mess.... “I can take care of m’self,” she huffed, trying to play off how much she’d missed him, how hard the past few weeks had been.... “Just been sick.”

[prizexfighter]

@greased-ghoul

“Hey! Grease stain!” the redhead called harshly, lugging a bundle over her shoulder as she approached the ghoul. “M’boss had some parts, might have something worth your while. We could strike a deal.”

[prizexfighter]

@selfmedicatingmayor

“Hancock!" the redhead exclaimed with a firm clap on his back, “How’s my favorite mayor this fine night?” Well. Fine as any night could be. At least she was drunk.

[prizexfighter]

lastofthepast:

“Have I ever mentioned how attractive altruism is to me?” Laura couldn’t help teasing Cait with a smirk- as though that would somehow make her more likely to help out. “Sorry- I had other things to worry about, and Preston was pretty insistent on getting help… I’ll try not to let it happen again.” 

Cait rolled her eyes, arms crossed over her chest as she let out an exasperated sigh. Sure, it might have won her some points with Laura, but at what cost? “I swear, treasure, next time he’ll end up with his hat so far up his arse he won’t be able to say the word “settlement”,” she snorted, joking.... mostly. A slight smile eventually quirked her lips and her hands settled on the brunette’s hips, “Would rather help you if I’m stuck being a goody two-shoes for anyone."

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puckhead:

“You’re looking rough, Champ.” Casey said softly, frowning at the sight of her. He’d been worried sick ever since she went off without a single word. He stepped closer, placing a hand on her arm to help steady her…feeling just how clammy her skin felt. “You ok, Cait? Where the heck have you been?”

Somehow, that wasn’t the reaction she’d expected. Anger, disappointment, annoyance? Yeah, she would have called those from anyone..... but Casey didn’t seem to be any of that... God damn it. She didn’t deserve him. 

“Been better. Been....sick. Don’t worry about it, tough guy,” she forced a chuckle, the sound hoarse and strained even to her own ears as she shrugged him off and opened the door wider for him. “Ya need something?”

[theghostinyourmachine-blog]

[beelzebuck]

Oh, this place looks interestin’…

[prizexfighter]

@justasadnerd

The ache in her knuckles was nothing new at this point. At least the man at her feet would feel it far worse than she would. Turning, her gaze landed on a woman not far behind her. “Show’s over.”

[prizexfighter]

@neverwithoutwar

Bright green eyes roamed over the approaching figure, a bottle in hand and just shy of her lips. “What do you want?” the redhead sighed sharply, wrapped hand still raised and ready to take a swig from the tarnished bottle. 

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@lastofthepast

“Hello again, gorgeous,” the redhead murmured with a mix of affection and annoyance. “Next time ya send me off on a job, if ya stick me with Preston I’m gonna have a conniption. Swear I was stuck doing more do-gooding than I ever wanted in a lifetime.”

[prizexfighter]

wolf-at-worlds-end:

Her footsteps were heard first, debris of ruined buildings did nothing to help one be quiet, then he saw her bright red hair out of the corner of his eye and relaxed instantly. 

A smirk appeared on his face when she spoke and he handed her the bottle he had been drinking from, pricks for blood still visible from where he had administered his Med-X.

“You come here often?” he teased back. 

The bottle came as a welcomed surprise, which she gladly accepted. “Might have to start, if it means seein’ your handsome face,” Cait winked up at him before taking a long drink. She gave him a once-over, taking him in. The pin-pricks didn’t go unnoticed. A woman with her own vices had an eye for it in others.... but it wasn’t her place to comment. The pot shouldn’t call the kettle black. “Life been the same level of hell, or do I need to fight someone new for your honor?” she asked with a quirk of a brow, tone light but the promise of violence sincere as ever.

[thexwhitextiger]

((So clinical has been KICKING MY ASS! Getting up at 5am and working 10 hours every day is a killer, but I’m gonna try to get some stuff done tonight and here’s me as Squirrel Girl from nycc a few weeks ago!))

[prizexfighter]

((Reblogging from my main blog, bc I’m heckin proud of my cosplay))

[prizexfighter]

Starter call! Capping it at 5 for now, but old or new followers feel free to like for a small starter!

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((JUST A REMINDER THIS IS A SIDE BLOG AND I FOLLOW THROUGH THEXWHITEXTIGER))

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@wolf-at-worlds-end

The familiar form of the giant of a man caught Cait’s attention as she rounded the corner of the debris-addled street. It had been a bit of time since their paths crossed, but the world was surprisingly small when so few survived long enough to meet again. “Well, fancy meeting you here,” the redhead grinned, sliding into set beside Raserei.