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Hotel Rexford [Par & Rick]

@par-the-raider [continued]

Rick usually went to the Rexford to sell chems, particularly Mentats since they sold much faster and easier than other stimulants. Plus, his formula of Med-x wasn't the safest to distribute to the public so his options were limited, but he made a decent amount.

He had just slipped a pouch of caps into his bag when someone threw their arms on him and pushed their lips into his cheek. Now, this may have warranted some physical retaliation, but it really only takes a second to know if someone is about to throw blows or... well just a regular blow(job). Rick looked... a bit perplexed, in the expression of a furrowed brow and a critical look. This guy looked like someone that really shouldn't have been laying his lips on his face, too pretty.

“Well, I know I look lonely- that's just how I look, though.” he huffed. Then he murmured, “But uh, I think you might be the lonely one here...”

“So, you wanna buy some chems or something?”

[eoleolhan-a]

@par-the-raider 

Par looked back this time, sneering.

“That’s what the cutter is here for.” He gestured with the hand that held his combat knife. “I got no better place to go for the moment anyway. Y'know of a bus or somethin’ nearby t’ camp out in?”

“Do you think if I did I’d be here?” he asked. “Good luck finding somewhere.”

[shotheart]

@par-the-raider  ♥ ‘d for a starter!

               “Jesus Christ. Don’t SHOOT.” He ducked behind a car, keen eyes still set on the raider ahead. Getting caught up in close range fights seemed to be a nasty little habit of his lately, and James didn’t have the stamina to keep up with that sort of combat. His hand latched onto the pistol holstered at his hip. He kept the weapon lowered at his side, wary of showing himself to be a threat. “I just need to get through here. Put the gun down, and we can play nice.”

[eoleolhan-a]

‘ do you tell ghost stories after sex? ’ ((lmao

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“Well I don’t. Do you?”

[eoleolhan-a]

"Who's that?"

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“Cute -- real cute. Wait -- stupid. Cute and stupid.”

[selfmedicatingmayor]

@par-the-raider

“Well…” Par sputtered. “You may think that, but you best believe I ain’t givin’ you up easy. I need that fuckin’ ransom money, an’ I need it now!”

He threw down the pen in his hand. It was hard enough writing an actual letter without being jabbered at by his unwilling guest. If only he wasn’t so deep in debt, he would never have gotten into this mess.

“And what the hell makes ya think you’ll be gettin’ anything but a bullet in the brain for this, hmm?” The ghoul was calm, this was hardly the first time he’d been picked up by some raider thinking they could make some caps off of the mayor of Goodneighbor, but this one seemed a little..... different. He wasn’t particularly intimidating to Hancock, though not many people were anymore, but the ghoul found himself feeling more pity than anger toward the kid. Weird.

“You know my bodyguard’s gonna tear ya limb from limb when she finds me, right? You would’a been better off just comin’ into town and posin’ as just another drifter than pullin’ this shit, at least you could have gotten a free meal out of it.”

[eoleolhan-a]

👕

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Jin was in the middle of changing when he heard something behind him. When he turned, it was someone.

“Hey -- ! Just cause I pulled my gun on you doesn’t mean you can sneak up on me like this!”

[eoleolhan-a]

♦((glad I was just barely awake enough to catch this

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“... Well, I guess you must be a masochist.”