L: “It stopped for maintenance. Just leave it there, now cmon, we have a day off”
G: “Easy there Boss, the day just started”
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Ok, today i drink and get my level up in life. Cheers guys! Also love editing him up close in a decent light, bringing that dirt and scratches a bit more out. Fuckin, beautiful.
Dogmeat was whining as Lucy started packing herself for another trip, taking only necessary supplies to ease her load as she planned also on taking broadsider along this time.
- Look, i don’t know what is there. The only way is through station so i can’t even say how this place looks now and who the hell is still sending a signal. He stole her new blade in an attempt to keep her a bit longer and play a bit.
- Aww cmon, i promise to come back. She gave him a good scratch before thinking more about her next destination. -Well...actually i cannot promise anything in this bloody land but you get me boy. You are too good for all this crap out there. Hell...soon you might be even too good for me. She sighted and took the knife back, attaching it tightly to the belt.
- Next and maybe last destination...Nuka World. The memories of that place might not have been the best for her but it left an impact in the back of her head that strongly wanted her to go back and have one more look
The station was ruined, music still softly playing in the background, low enough to hear a swarm of steps and small talks.
-Gunners....always there when least needed. This bunch didn’t seem like for a much talk. She ran low towards ruined garage to eavesdrop on a discussion they were having currently at the station entrance.
- Our patrol is still there but they did set up some bloody gauntlet, and that place is swarmed by fucking raiders, they never saw so many of them and so organized, un-fucking-believable. I don’t know how they managed to push our boys away but they gonna fucking pay.
- Organized raiders? That sounded indeed weird after having a look at the Commonwealth type. Although she knew she needs to focus right now on getting first inside the station. Few smoke grenades might have been the answer to that noticing one more patrol on the roof as well. As the spotted the occasion she threw some of them, releasing a thick smoke cloud into the air and rushing towards the entrance taking a cover after cover. She had to leave and fast before they will decide to follow in her steps.
-Ouch...who the fuck are you? Lucy almost stumbled on Harvey, barely spotting him, lying on the ground.
- I’m Harvey...please, listen me out, the raiders....my family..is stuck there with these bloody raiders...She looked at him with no emotions on her face, while he was going on with the story looking back to see if she needs to run any second from gunners.
- Look, Harvey i don’t care and i’m in a bit of a rush. So if u don’t mind get yourself together and out of my way. She walked past him towards the train control terminal to activate the ride.
- Wait. He stood up, leaving the act, appearing completely fine, looking at her with a surprise in his eyes. - You actually wanna go there, on your own? Just like that? Harvey couldn’t believe.
- Yes, i do. What? You gonna try to stop me now, with another sobby story? She crossed her arms and stood in front of him as he blocked the entrance.
- I mean, its a trap. You can die there. Ain’t you scared? Harvey stepped aside as she squinted her eyes at him.
- Scared? No...and i don’t have much to lose Harvey. I already lost everything anyway. She heard the steps of gunners and clinging of their weapons slowly arriving down the stairs. - Also i would hide in your place. Maybe we see each other later. Lucy jumped in the train and pulled the lever, sending the train into movement, leaving the gunner patrol behind, swearing and sending bullets after her.
- Suckers. She sat down and took a break to analyze her situation. Raiders, organized enough to challenge gunners. That must be something but why would they set up the gauntlet, what was the meaning and purpose of it. At this point the curiosity of this group along with another calmex shot sent her into the focused state. One task at the time - survive, then ask questions..if needed.
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After a while of riding, the light at the end of a tunnel hit the front window of the wagon. The warm, dessert land showed up at her eyes, with a colorful landscapes around, abandoned yet it managed to keep its weird and amusing at the same time climate despite the lack of crowds of people around. Lucy pulled herself from the sit on which she stretched herself comfortably almost falling asleep, listening alone to a motion of train hitting the rails.
- Now that’s...something impressive? She raised her eyebrow upon passing a tree filled with hanging cages, still filled with fresh bodies and decorated in a awfully yet interesting manner. Like a Christmas tree, straight out of a horror movie. The voice of a guide got shortly disrupted by the low grunt, coughing in the speakers before calling her out.
- So..you are the first one that came here willingly, dayum. Didn’t care for Harvey and his sobby story eh? If you are not a hero then you either must think you are badass or you have nothin to lose? Coming to the gauntlet like its bloody another trip. I hope we prove ya wrong. But if you manage to survive i want to have a word with ya before assuming anything...Also i’m Gage, Porter Gage and , i ll be watchin your brave shit-ass. Good luck. You gonna need it.
- He guessed right, they might not be that stupid after all too. She chuckled to herself and stood up as the train arrived at the last station. At one moment she swore she saw a figure at the end of the wagon nodding towards her. A familiar voice from the past echoed in her head as she looked at it: “A small challenge once in a while might teach you something, Feit. Don’t let me down”. She shook her and looking back the shadow was no longer there.
-Its just drugs again...She sighted and attached the cannon to her back taking a good look around before exiting the wagon. She was glad on not taking dogmeat with her as the look of the place was screaming only one word - death.
