The Bird and The Bruiser
Clarice had been travelling around the eastern DC area, north of the river; she had been poking around in the scrapyard out of curiosity, but with nothing much new there to look at, she decided to head over to Canterbury Commons to buy some supplies seeing as she was low on stimpaks. It was just a short journey over, but she had already squandered most of the day away, so it was just past sundown by the time she ambled into the edge of the small town.
She hoped that there would be a trader in that she knew- Doc Hoff particularly, but it appeared that there was someone new standing about instead. They didn’t look like they were from the area- certainly not like anyone she had ever seen before: they were a tall, older looking man, healthy looking though, with dark hair and skin; most peculiar were the many adornments on his body, and piercings, both of which appeared to be bone. As she came a little bit closer, she could also see that his lips were black, and she wondered if for some reason he was wearing lipstick.
“H-Hello, uh-” she timidly approached him, hoping he wouldn’t mind her business, seeing as it was rather late, “I-I’m uh, are y-you a t-trader?”
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