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[dimasexual]

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"No. I mean, yes, I do feel better. I appreciate the explanation and... I'm sorry." Faraday nodded to Charlie, then looked to Hancock, speaking louder as the ghoul was a bit further away. "I'm sorry. I apologize. It's-- It was wrong of me to assume anything. Sorry!"

Faraday blew out a nervous breath, hoping Hancock and Charlie weren't too displeased with his terrible handling of the situation. They had never had a ghoul come to Acadia before. Just... those poor feral souls. Who were properly taken care of. Faraday had even taken out a few himself in the instances where he'd left the safety of the Observatory. There was a reason he didn't like venturing out much. A reason why he delegated those jobs now.

[courier2lw]

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"Well... I'll just have to rely on my charm and wit. And maybe you could throw and punch and I'd inject them with Med-X. It's a downer, you know? Enough of that and it's ole beddy bye." West chuckled, playing with his short tower of chips at the black jack table in front of them, waiting for their dealer to come back after West spilled his beer on the man's glove.

He kept his voice low, of course. There were enough rumors about the Ultra Luxe to believe them to be true. And of course they were wildly out numbered. The only 'weapons' West had were whatever sharp enough objects were in his medical bag, which he had managed to convince them not to make him part with.

"Or maybe he's just fuck ugly. If they're eating folks, I guess they're all fuck ugly. On the inside."