Closed RP - standingxbear
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Boone never knew what to do when the Courier had no use for him in their day to day. The Lucky 38 was too boring, the Strip too loud, and he couldn't very well go back to Novac...So he walked, and if his walks took him out into the wastes for a few days, well everyone could get along without him for a bit.
He hadn't been out there too long this time before deciding to make the trek back. He had heard chatter from a few NCR patrols he had met on the road that a big Legion raiding party was coming their way, and he wanted to be ready incase Six needed his help to take them down. New Vegas was still a days walk out though, so Boone made camp for the night, sitting silently in the dark with his thoughts and the crackling of his fire.
He had just been thinking of bunking down for a few hours, something he didn't normally do when out on his own, when he heard a stick break a few feet off into the darkness. Boone reached for his gun, fingers slipping to their proper places with practiced ease as he waited and listened.
It was quiet, no rattling or howling, not even the click of insect chitin was carrying across the wind. He waited a moment longer, willing to write it off as simple lack of sleep when the form of a man emerged from the flickering shadows cast by his fire.
He didn't move, just locked eyes with the other for several deafeningly silent minutes. When it seemed that neither one of them was going to be a threat, Boone very slowly put his rifle down and gestured to the spot across the fire. "...You lost?" A simple question, an invitation for a talk, one that could easily be ignored if the other desired.
