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@dishonestabraham
❝I’m not really the expert here, but are you sure that’s right?❞
@dishonestabraham
“Well, slap my naked ass and call me Sally…”
This humored response was all that Abe could offer in the moment he’d been caught off-guard by Yun. To say that he’d never planned on seeing her again would have been an understatement. And truth be told, he was afraid of getting his ass handed to him by a woman scorned by a man too chicken-shit to say goodbye. In her own way, Tess had never forgiven him for leaving camp the way they did.
“You….you, uh…” he stammered, at a complete loss for words he grasped at something that might keep things friendly between them. “You change your hair?”
“I changed a bit more than just my hair.”
Five years. Five years since she woke up and he was gone. Five years since he vanished into the night with Tess by his side, no goodbye. No reason why.
She never understood.
She thought she had done everything she could for him. For Tess. Provide a safe place for the little girl to grow up, among other children. Provide food and clothes and...and love.
She thought she had given him what he wanted. Made it known how much he meant to her. How much she loved him even if they never really said it. She thought it was an unspoken understanding between them.
She apparently guessed wrong. And was left with many sleepless nights asking herself what did she do wrong?
He left. Like a ghost, only physical things remained that reminded her of him. Little trinkets he had gotten her. Paintings she’d done for him. Some clothes he couldn’t have bothered to take with him. All left to haunt her and her broken heart.
And now she stood before him, five years older, though the wasteland had aged her a bit more. Dressed in armor and armed with her shotgun. She was harder, her little gang of children now a legitimate force to be reckoned with. The barely passable camp in their factory now practically an operating settlement. And her reputation known very well among other raiders.
The Matriarch.
One doesn’t step on the Matriarch’s turf with intent to do harm. No one dares touches one of her members, for a Hell like no other will rain upon them. Partly maternal fury. Partly her own broken bleeding heart needing something to take its pain out on.
Because she could never be angry at him over this.
She could never hurt him.
It was her fault. It almost always was.
“...Is Tess with you?”
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//do you have access to a library?
do you mean IRL library or the library in the pocketbook? if the last one, I have all my books saved on microsd card and I can read them anytime, but it was just more comfortable to do using the pocketbook, so that’s why I am so sad.
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“Please tell me that’s not a common occurrence around here.” Staring at the dead body, Laura frowned, a crease forming with concern at the bloody scene. Brother against brother, all because of the suspicion that one might be a synth... Should she really be surprised anymore?
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“I had this idea right.. Maybe if I call ya’ ‘Dad’... I can get an allowance.”
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“Y’know I really don’t think you understand how this works, guy.” Normally, Astrid travels with her band of land-pirates, but this was supposed to be a quick cap for the end of the night. Tired and impatient, she shifts her weight and relieves a long, exaggerated sigh.
“You give me what you and y’er pals got, and I’ll be on my merry way without killin’ anybody, see?”
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Put ¥ in my ask and my muse will rate your muse on:
Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Would they date them: yes | no❝I’d say yea, but he’s got a kid, doesn’t he? I’m not exactly the best sort of example to keep around your kid. So casual shit? Sure, but beyond that…❞ Favorite thing about them: ❝He’s fun: He’s got a snarky sense of humour and isn’t too uptight. Might have other favourites when I know him better.❞ Least favorite thing about them: ❝Can’t say I have a least favourite thing quite yet. ❞
♠ What (if any) tattoos does your character have?
♠ What (if any) tattoos does your character have?
Not many actually. He’s got a cross on his chest, no particular reason, just cause he thought it made him look badass at 15. It’s faded a lot, but it’s nothing fancy. Literally a ‘t’ basically.
He’s got another one on his shoulder—an Ace of Hearts. Got it once he left the NCR, so it’s fairly new.