32
Cyx and Annie
Blue Sky Black death farewell to the formal world
"Annie.. where are we going?" The young woman lead her to the darkest part of the strip, where it was poorly lit. Her gun was near by and she seemed to be leading the other woman somewhere. they reached a door at the bottom of a casino that seemed to be like an average basement door. she was taking her to the new vegas under ground. The thick air caused Cyx to with hold her questions. Annie seemed to be oddly serious for once.
Annie lead her down the stairs, through the old pipes. creaking, vents hissing. the air was unreasonably thick. it smelled like rotten corpses mummified by the harsh sun with the weird scent of fungus only moister could bring. it was unbearable and Annie covered her nose as she lead her to a man hole. “we’re out of the city by now.” she told her, climbing up above Cyx smirking playfully. “Ugh. I’ll bet you wish I was wearing a skirt.” she said jesting gagging as they finally surfaced into the cool desert night air. she sat on the side helping cyx out under the nigh stars. they were on the east side, the fiends were to the west. “come on.”
"Annie where are we going?" "You’ll soon see, darling"
She lead Cyx to an old station pump. ‘okay you see this is where we’re going.” she took Cyx to the very top of the building after climbing flights of stairs and accessing the roof ladder. there she finally sat own and smiled with a sigh as Cyx sat beside her.
For awhile they sat in silence until the younger woman inched closer to her personal medic. he gave her a grin. "I used to sneak out here all the time. its one of my favorite places in the desert" she leaned her head on the woman's shoulder much like a young teenager.
"Never showed anyone. Not Gladitor or Jacren--just you.. You're.. special.. honey." she laughed a bit nervously and closed her eyes deciding not to ruin it with her chatter.
