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“Do I look like the kind of man who dies?” nBJDBDJDN RAINEY TO MARSHALL

      AN  EYEBROW  RAISES  at the near accusation, casual pose transitions into one of more willingness to listen, curiosity piqued.    “    i have never known you to be the type, no.    “    this concession comes with a genuine laugh !! deep from the gut, although it is not deep in pitch, before one hand moves to cover mouth in some effort to muffle any continued sound of the sort - this is a rarity, maybe given the company present, unsurprising !!    “    you are unlike anyone else in the wasteland. whether or not this is a good thing remains to be seen, rainey garcia. “ 

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“You really can’t be serious” Valencia to Griffin

     “    AND WHY WOULDN’T I BE ??    “    there is implication, left hanging as griffin slinks over only to make his home in the rather comfortable position of head of the table. boots cross over on the table top, lying back as he grabs a mutfruit, eyeing her for a second before finally, finally breaking. exhale, though not quite a sigh, permeates a now quiet room - a serious facade for only a moment before mutfuit makes a rather unfortunate squishing sound and even griffin cannot maintain composure.     “    you are, of course, free to do whatever you wish outside of the compound, val  !!  i only ask the simple favor: if you happen to be in the neighborhood, that you MAYBE visit your friends at paradise hills -    “    he mimics walking his hand across the table,    “    - and just gather a bit of information, that’s all  !!     “    he throws his hands up to feign innocence, but amoungst the halls of his vices lying does not reside.    “    whether or not you call on rainey garcia, to kill two birds with one stone given our chicago probem, is ENTIRELY up to you. but it would be oh so kind of you, dear valencia.    ” 

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“I just sit back and watch you make a fool of yourself” Cheyenne to Duncan

       ARMS CROSS AS POUT TURNS FEATURES DISTINCTLY DOWN. duncan gives her a look mixed of contempt and annoyance,     “     well, you COULD go home, chey.     “     this annoyance doesn’t last even for the moment, quick huff taking any genuine feeling of discontent with it     (    though this doesn’t stop a quick, playful punch to her shoulder    )    . sitting, he bumps her shoulder with some amount of affection, as arms wrap ‘round his knees and smile breaks free.     “     you’re gonna see some real work get done, just watch.     “

      somewhere in the distance, leaves rustle in the autumn sun: a radstag takes the wrong step and gets killed by their prey on this particular outing. some local dogs who went feral after an encounter with molerats last week, the same who now tear flesh from bone with staggering efficiency. without a word, small hands grab dad’s rifle, line up a shot, and pull the trigger. the rest of the dogs scatter. 

     “    we have to go.    “

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“Now I sit back and wait till you say you’re sorry” Rainey 2... Marshall

      COCKY EYEBROW RAISES in reply, clunky boots pushing on table to slowly lean back chair, just as cigarette lights under gloved hands. single, long drag barely changes unreadable features - even as match stick gets low and draws more attention than rainey himself. ah, slowly, as smoke returns to the room around him, marshall finally finds it within himself to speak.    “    what do you want an apology for, lorenza ??     “     he flicks ash directly on the floor, but he doubts it’s anything compared to nuclear grime.     “     flirting with your brother or the murder ??   or perhaps something different, eh ??     “     accent is still thick, some mix of russian and canadian that screams I’M NOT FROM AROUND HERE!! though it does not clarify where he is, in fact, from. 

     glancing around to the not so hospitable - well, he wouldn’t call it a prison or really much of anything - cinder block room, he perks up as cigarette begins to fade.     “     this hardly seems inviting. is your mother unaware of this or did she send you personally ??     “     brown hair falls into his eyes and he is hardly the man he will become - still sharp around the edges and ready to pick a scratch and claw for his opportunities because he must. reputation does not proceed those who are yet to earn their titles. cocking head to the side, he smiles, just barely.     “     we can work something out. i don’t WANT to fight you for the sake of fighting you, but i’d be a fool to not admit the concept doesn’t sound exciting.     “ 

[wastelnders]

’ life’s harsh, but still, it beats the hell out of the desert. ’ altho fwom bowis.... hehe

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❝ — my, how you vould HATE zee rural areas here, liebling. ❞ doc had grown quite the admiration for what turned out to be his home state, ( even if his life had been instead spent within the confines of a vault ). perhaps it had something to do with the fact he could as he pleased outside of the usual vault - tec supervision that’d plagued him for decades, obviously took his newfound wasteland freedom to every level he possibly could. though, this clearly wasn’t about his opinion. ❝ i am amazed you do not appreciate zee outdoors it vould zeem! you have alvays zounded zee type. ❞ the doctor isn’t sure why, but it a rather simple assumption that’d been made on his part. it most likely ascertained the fact they didn’t have much of a choice these days. hum sounds, hand resting idly upon the other’s arm. ❝ you zure DO zpend a lot of time vith me out here, herr boris. am i a zveet exception ?? ❞

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hehe 4 rat from Rainey.. ’ locals are getting edgy. ’

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why she was directing such a comment at the likes of HIMSELF was well beyond rat, but in his usually curt fashion, nothing is stated in response. rainey was quite the interesting character to say the least, ( would spout humoresque enough statements to be kept within his company for a little while longer ). carried a sentiment of violence so deeply layered rat wasn’t sure at this point if quips like this one were jokes on the behalf of grungy desert civilians or a suggestion that there was some threat looming over them they needed to take care of. nonetheless, he gives a simple shrug. nothing more, nothing less. rifle is picked up from the dirt, gloved hand giving it a swipe to free remaining dirt from its lacquer. ranger gives a grunt, dips his head, motions for rainey to follow him once more. he doesn’t think it’ll hurt to people watch for a few minutes more. 

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“i love you. you don’t have to say it back, though.” hehe henry 2 marsholl

   HEAD COCKS TO THE SIDE at such a confession - not the first time he has heard it, and he is certain it will not be the last. eyes roll at the ease of the spoken devotion, throwing away a vow on something that matters very little at all... but he muses, henry has earned that right through the ultimate vow of devotion. marriage is a strange thing.    “    mr. garcia,  i do believe you have convinced me thoroughly to participate in public displays of affection through the ultimate public display of affection. i, fortunately or not, will never recover reputation from having a wedding.   “   although passive annoyance laces tone, it is hardly genuine in nature and quickly drops after a chaste kiss is pressed onto henry’s lips.   “   i love you too, дорого́й.   “ 

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hehe maria to griffin “i let you down, man, i let you down.”

   “    you can’t let me down, baby girl.   “   fingers card through her hair just briefly to brush it behind her ear, what he hopes is a small comfort in such a time. ah, it’s so easy to forget their little angel didn’t get her hands dirty and could be so shaken by the life and times such a thing causes !! still, despite her being so small and so far removed from what they do to hopefully create something better here, she is here. and that is more than he could ever ask of her.    “    you’ve done more than enough, always. why don’t we get patched up and get ‘xander to bring us somethin’ warm and sweet   ??   “