the commonwealth avery knew and the one she saw before her were two entirely different things. bombs had hit the city directly, and truth be told hope wore thin if at all. the institute brought her back, but brought her to what? a world that didn’t stand a chance in hell. it made sense to go west, to go back to where her story in this nightmare began but it seems she can’t pull herself from the past. the sign for sanctuary is still standing, and while the houses are dilapidated in some places, some are relatively in tact; including a codsworth. still, she kept her distance unsure of where to go. what to even look for, dean’s stuff? maybe it was still around, maybe some things hadn’t faded in two hundred years but... there’s not a whole lot of points in holding out. even here in the shattered remains of his home.
it’s not until she hears footsteps and a voice that her breathing stops, eyes glance through a broken wall to see... no. no way. she scrambles to her feet, moving to step out of the house with wide eyes and the faint look of confusion on her face. he was in a vault? of course he was, he was military, vault-tec wanted people like him. ❛ dean... you’re, holy shit. ❜ avery blinked, she couldn’t stop really. ❛ you’re alive. ❜ // @ainthero.