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Different Strokes For Different Folks.

Fallout: Life In The Wasteland

Part 3 - "Heading For New Pastures"

By: Jesse Racine AKA Samson

Original Date Written: June 19, 2010

Ace stepped out of the house she had killed the men in, taking the contents of the safe with her in a large dusty duffel bag for easy transport. Stepping over to a small garage attached to the side of the house, Ace pulled out a keychain from the partly-open duffel bag, the keychain having three keys to it. She gripped one and pushed it into the keyhole of the garage door, twisting it. The sun beat down on her back from high in the sky. She gripped the garage door's handles, pulling it up, a loud and rusty wail coming from the door as it slid up onto the ceiling of the garage. The sun flooded into the small area, illuminating the objects within. Ace grinned happily. Inside was the jewel of the Freeman brothers, the three men she had killed. Her eyes widened a little as she drank in the sight of it. It was a fully-repaired and functional Chryslus Motors Highwayman. It was a working car; something extremely few people ever got to see just once in their lifetime.
It had a sleek design but it was long and heavy, sitting close to the ground. A rectangle had been cut out of the hood, a large piece of the engine sticking out. It only had two doors, one on either side of it, but it had enough seats inside for five, two in the front and a long one capable of accommodating three in the back. It's backside had a spacious trunk, the sides of the trunk coming up a little, almost like horns. It had been painted black with a pair of white lightning bolts on the hood. Skulls had been mounted on the grill of the car, all along it, sitting above the bumper and reaching from side to side. The car had four powerful headlights, two per side of the car. Ace knew that, unfortunately, one of them didn't have a lightbulb, and another one simply didn't work anymore, leaving the car with only two working headlights. She stepped into the garage and laid her duffel bag down on the hood, pulling it open fully.
Inside was a M79 grenade launcher, along with ten 40mm grenades for it. There was a combat leather jacket, being unusual in the sense that it was one of the few remaining leather jackets in the wastes that still had two sleeves to it. It was heavily padded and even lined with a few pieces of steel, giving it some protection against bullets, as long as they weren't the armour-piercing type, that is. There were another four clips of 9mm JHP for her Sig Sauer pistol, Ace already having a fresh fifth clip loaded into it. A large satchel of about three hundred caps sat by the combat leather jacket. The Calico Liberty 100 used by one of the Freeman brothers sat in the bag by the clips. Four Acid Grenades sat in the bag, as well. Ace slipped off her black leather jacket, tossing it into the backseat of the Highwayman. She pulled out the combat leather jacket and slipped it on. It was dark brown in colour, being a bit darker along the sleeves, the sleeves being nearly black. She realized that the zipper was busted, rolling her eyes gently. "Of course it has a busted zipper, silly me." She thought sarcastically in annoyance.
She grabbed the bag and stepped over to the Highwayman's driver-side door, pulling it open and sitting down inside it, in the driver's seat. She dropped the still-open duffel bag down in the passenger-side seat beside her, grabbing the open door and closing it. She pushed one of the three keys into the ignition slot, turning and grinning happily as the car let out a sharp whine for a moment before a whooshing sound appeared, the car's powerful engine and batteries jumping into life. She couldn't help but chuckle slightly, running the tips of her fingers along the steering wheel, looking at it. The main circular handle was the usual black leather, but right in the middle was a flat piece of metal shaped like a skull. Other artistic pieces of shiny metal were attached to the sides, pointing inwards, the other pieces shaped like fire. She knew that if she crashed she would probably die from ramming her head into the steering wheel and it's custom metal, but she figured she'd at least she'd look cool in death.
She knew she could sell the car and probably make a literal mountain of caps, she could probably trade it for a whole city if she wanted to. It was fully juiced with microfusion cells, as well. The thing was so valuable, Ace paused for a moment and wondered if she should even take it out. The Freeman brothers never did, they knew the likelihood that they would be robbed. The only guys that had any functional vehicles by those days were the Brotherhood of Steel, but they only brought them out for big missions, and the Brotherhood hadn't done much of anything lately. Ace knew she definitely wouldn't be able to go to New Reno with the car, that was a good way of guaranteeing that she'd never see the thing again. Dawn and Kid were in New Reno, though. She wasn't about to leave the car far and walk to New Reno, walking was stupid as hell in her mind now that she had an actual car.
She thought more on it for a few minutes before finally deciding that her revenge would have to wait. She would head for Gecko in the meantime. The ghouls there had plenty of small energy cells they could trade to juice the car with, and although the car fuelled up more efficiently on microfusion cells, Ace knew that she probably didn't have enough caps for an adequate amount. She'd be able to keep the small energy cells in the car's trunk, and any time it needed more fuel she could use them. She smiled a little at her plan, stepping on the gas pedal slightly, the car rolling out of the garage. Ace knew that Gecko was to the north-east, turning the car around and going past the building. Slowly stepping down on the gas pedal a little stronger, the car rather rapidly began to speed up, Ace grinning as she whipped down the wasteland, heading off and disappearing into the distance in style.
"Oh fuck, hurt me more, Hiro!" A woman cried out, her voice full of desire and pleasure. A man nearby smirked slightly. His name was Hiro, which was ironic, as he was anything but a hero. He stood in a pathetic little room in New Reno, a large dirty bed in front of him, a naked woman willingly tied up on the bed. Her arms were down between her legs, her wrists tied to her knees with rope, the girl lying on her front and thus greatly exposing her backside to him, her ass in the air due to her position. Hiro had rather forcefully pushed the handle of a combat knife into her ass only moments before, the woman crying out in pain and pleasure in reaction. Hiro took another deep gulp from the half-finished bottle of whiskey in his left hand as the woman began to shake her hips back and forth, grunting slightly every few moments from her position, her face completely red not only from blush, but from general blood rushing through her head.
He threw the bottle across the room, smashing it against a wall. "You been a bad girl?" He asked. The woman grinned slightly, biting her bottom lip. Hiro got closer to the bed, grabbing her by the throat, earning a choked gasp from her. "I asked you a question." He muttered dangerously. "You been a bad little bitch?" He asked. She nodded, saying "Mmm, I've been bad...I've been so bad, Hiro....You need to hit me, I need to be punished...Please?..." Hiro grinned, tightening his grip on her throat slightly, the woman's face becoming a little more red as she shut her eyes tight. He released her a few seconds later, a gasp coming from her as she began to breathe again. He quickly struck her right ass cheek with an open hand, earning a slight moan from her, a red handprint slowly appearing on her soft flesh. He grinned to himself as she began to beg for more pain, more pleasure.
A small radio was beside the bed on the floor, playing a hard rock song, perfect for their situation, putting the both of them in the mood for some rough sex. Hiro was of Asian descent. He had come from San Francisco, from the Shi, but he left the city at barely fourteen, eventually making his way to New Reno, where he grew up and made his living as a drug dealer. It wasn't long before he decided to try and join a crime family. After being turned away by the Salvatores, he attempted to join the Wrights, ending up being successful. His hair was black and combed back. His skin was a little pale. His eyes were dark brown and slightly menacing to look at. He was rather toned with muscle. Along his back was a rather large tattoo, it being of a rattlesnake with it's mouth open in a threatening manner. The tattoo reached from his lower back all the way up to his shoulder blades. The girl was a woman Hiro had gotten into similar situations with from time to time.
Nobody knew how to treat her right, only he could. Only he knew the right balance of passion and violence needed to really make her cum, and cum hard, at that. Her name was Felicity, his little masochistic Felicity. Her hair was long, curly, and dark brown. Her body was mildly curvy, having semi-large breasts and a delicious ass. She had a large tattoo on her right arm near her shoulder, the tattoo being of a devilish woman leaning back in a chair made of bones, one hand gripping one of her own breasts and pinching her nipple, the other down between her thighs and rubbing along her pussy. Hiro and Felicity were both twenty years of age. He grabbed the knife by the protruding blade, making sure not to cut himself as he yanked it out of her ass, the girl moaning softly once more. He flipped it around and held it by the handle, bringing the edge down to her left ass check, pressing the tip to her while slapping his hard cock against her right ass cheek.
She groaned slightly, crying out gently as Hiro cut her with the blade a little, a few droplets of blood running down her left ass cheek a few centimeters. She developed tears in her eyes, shifting her legs slightly, sobbing softly as she said "Yes, yes! Hurt me, Hiro!" Hiro threw the knife across the room, the bloody point digging itself into the wall, sticking there with a thud. He slapped her left ass cheek over her small, fresh cut, Felicity gritting her teeth for a few moments, her eyes nearly rolling up into the back of her head. Her pussy was drooling fluids heavily, twitching softly by itself, blushing red just as much as her face was, which was definitely saying something as her face was as red as a cherry. "Are you gonna cum you little slut?" He asked. She shut her eyes tight, crying out "Yes!! Please hurt me more!!" He repeatedly slapped both of her ass cheeks with his hands, Felicity screwing her eyes shut and screaming out in ecstasy. Without even touching her pussy once, he made her cum, a soft squirt of fluids gushing from her nether lips. She was breathing heavily with a content smile as she said "Hiro...You're the best..."
Hiro grinned slightly and pulled a cigarette out of a half-finished pack lying on the floor, grabbing a slightly rusted but still working Zippo lighter, flipping it open with a clinking sound and rubbing down on the small flint wheel, a small fire appearing on it's wick. "I know." He said confidently, putting the cigarette between his lips and lighting it, flipping the Zippo closed with one hand and looking over at her, tossing the Zippo to the ground a moment later. He took a drag from the cigarette, feeling the warmth of it's smoke fill his lungs for a moment before exhaling slowly through his nose, the smoke blowing from his nostrils and away from his face. He walked over to the bed and gave her another pat on the ass before saying "I don't think your punishment is done, babe...I think you need something else up your ass, something long, hard, and made of me, if you catch my drift."
Felicity laughed softly and said "I thought you'd never bring it up! Put it in me, ooh, I wanna feel it, don't spit on it or anything, I wanna feel it really raw!" Hiro grinned and took another drag from his cigarette, blowing the smoke out along Felicity's back, smiling as he said "Oh, you actually want it? Wouldn't be much of a punishment if I did what you wanted, now would it?" Felicity smiled broadly and said "Then noooo, don't put it in my ass, that's a dirty place, only the nasty whores down on Second Street do that, that place isn't meant for cock, don't put it there, anything but there!" Hiro shrugged gently and said "Well, too bad bitch, it's going there. Now shut the fuck up and take it like a good little girl." She nodded vigorously. He grinned and opened his mouth, grabbing his cigarette and turning it around, bringing it into his mouth, extinguishing it's tip with a few presses to his tongue.
Flicking his cigarette off to the side, he pointed his cock towards her between her plump cheeks, against her already slightly-stretched asshole. He gripped her hips and grinned sadistically as he said "This might hurt for a minute or two, and if you cry, I'll probably laugh my ass off." He forced himself into her, ramming his tool so far into her his hips clapped against her juicy ass. Felicity screamed in pain and pleasure, her eyes wide. "Fuck, you're squeezing down pretty hard!" Hiro said, grinning with joy. He reached a hand around her hips, bringing it over her sopping wet pussy. Every time he'd ram into her ass, he'd slap her pussy gently, slowly picking up speed and force in both his thrusting and slapping. Felicity's mind was being pulled apart in pleasure. A line of drool was running down the corner of her mouth slowly as she gritted her teeth, his actions exploding her towards another orgasm extremely quickly. Hiro felt his climax washing over him, her tight orifice was just too damn good, thrusting into it as rapidly as he was was like heaven to them both.
She began to clench down on him tightly as her mind was pushed to orgasm. He slapped her over her clit lightly a few times, Felicity screaming in ecstasy, her mind going numb in pleasure, squirting juices once more to the bed sheets. Clenching down tight on him but with Hiro still going fast, his orgasm wasn't far, another thrust, then another, then another, and suddenly it was upon him. He moaned slightly as he fired a blast of hot cum into her ass, Felicity panting with a smile. Hiro pulled out of her quickly and walked over to the wall that the combat knife stuck out of, grabbing it and pulling it from the wall. He walked back over to her, quickly catching his breath in the process. He first tried to normally untie the ropes but found that he had made the knots too tied to be undone, instead using the knife and simply cutting the ropes from her body. He watched her sigh and lie down on the bed for a second before turning over on it and looking at him, lying on her back. "Ouch!" She suddenly cried, thrusting her hips up into the air, a drop of blood falling from her left ass cheek to the bed sheets.
"Owww...That cut stings if it touches anything..." Hiro grinned and matter-of-factly said "Felt good in the heat of the moment though, didn't it." Felicity smiled and nodded gently. She jumped up from the bed, looking over her shoulder at her ass cheeks, smiling gently while saying "Mmmm...I could let it heal on it's own...Yeah...I think I will, no stimpacks for me....Besides, feeling it get all painful might get me horny again...Always nice to be horny..." Hiro chuckled softly. A knock sounded out at the door. Felicity glanced at Hiro, losing her smile. Hiro raised an eyebrow. He reached to the ground near a suit of metal armour, grabbing a pair of Colt M1911s, raising them up and cocking back their hammers. "Get down by the bed." Hiro muttered quietly. Felicity did as he bid, getting down low by the bed's side on the far side, away from the door. Hiro walked towards the doors as another knocking sounded out. Hiro, still holding one of his pistols in his right hand, used the fingertips of his hand to get a grip of sorts against the doorknob, twisting it to the side slightly and pushing the door open forcefully.
He held up both pistols again, aiming them right into the face of the young man he saw there before the man could react. The young teen was dressed in a suit of leather armour, quickly raising his hands and saying "Whoa, easy there killer, I'm a messenger from the Wrights." Standing nude without a care, Hiro asked "Yeah? What's the message?" The man said "Keith Wright has a mission for you, an important one, too. He wanted me to go get you." Hiro raised an eyebrow. "What's the mission, kid? Spill it before I spill you." The young man gulped nervously. "He wouldn't say, he just wanted me to go get you, why do you think I said that I was just a messenger? I don't really know important shit, I just run from place to place with words from other people." Hiro nodded slightly, pouting out his lips for a moment as he agreed with the young man's words. "Alright."
He uncocked his pistols, the young man sighing softly with relief. Hiro tossed one of his pistols back onto his bed and reached his free hand to the side, grabbing a few caps from a small glass candy jar on top of a nearby dresser, holding them out to the teen boy in front of him, saying "Relax kid, you'll make a mess on the floor if you keep it up. Here's some caps for the message, go get yourself a beer or something." The young man grinned and nodded, taking the caps and leaving quickly. Hiro closed the door, tossing his second pistol onto the bed to rest by the first. Felicity got up and lay down on the bed, stretching as she said "Guess you have to go, huh, babe?" Hiro nodded slightly, pulling the metal armour up onto the bed by her. "That I do. It's been a blast as usual darling, but duty calls."
She smiled in a slightly sleepy manner just before she yawned for a moment. "You gonna come back and see me when you're done work?" She asked. Hiro pulled on a pair of black pants, zipping them up and buttoning them, nodding slightly. "Sure, we'll party some more." Felicity bit her bottom lip for a moment with a grin as she thought more on it. "Mmm, I'd love to party some more..." She said softly, running the tips of her fingers along her body. Hiro quickly got dressed in his metal armour. It was crude, yet protective. It was almost like a simple breastplate with attached pauldrons on either shoulder, the left shoulder having three sharp spikes sticking out of it at an angle.
A large brass hoop went through a hole one the right side of the chest of the armour, small and hanging down on the chest. The armour was rusted in places and lackluster in others. He grabbed his pistols again, Felicity reaching a hand out to him, smiling sleepily. He smiled and leaned over, bringing his face to her's, giving her a passionate kiss, pushing his tongue into her mouth, Felicity rubbing her's back along his. They continued kissing for a few seconds before Hiro pulled his head up and said "Just chill out until I'm done work. You'll see me again before long babe, don't worry." She nodded wordlessly and closed her eyes, relaxing on the bed. He opened the door to the room, stepping out and closing it behind himself, walking off and leaving the building, stepping out into the streets of New Reno.
Dawn and Kid walked into Rister by nightfall, just as Dawn had predicted, stepping into a neighbourhood along the outskirts through a space between two houses. Kid's eyes widened almost immediately as he saw a ghoul for the first time nearby. It was a female ghoul dressed in a rag-like shirt and dirty pants, simply walking along the street, minding her own business. Kid relaxed after a few moments, taking in what she looked like, soaking in the sight. He had never seen anyone like her. It was like she was missing most of her skin, but she still had hair, her hair long, brown, and a bit thin. She was rather skinny, almost unnaturally so. "Wh-What is she?" Kid asked quietly.
Dawn said "She's a ghoul. See, when the war happened, not a lot of people were able to protect themselves. A lot of people were close to the bombs when they dropped. Most died right away, some died of radiation poisoning later on, but a lot more turned into ghouls. They were hit with so much radiation it made them look like that, but it didn't kill them. Hell, I've seen worse, that girl is actually pretty good-looking for a ghoul." Kid kept looking at the girl as she walked past them in the street, going on her way. Dawn whispered to Kid. "Whatever you do, don't call a ghoul a "zombie", it pisses them off pretty badly..." Kid nodded. Dawn smiled and said "Right. Now...Julian and Curtis live in a place not far from here, just a few streets down. Let's get moving, hmm?"
Kid nodded. The two of them walked down the street they were on, heading between a few more houses and down into another street, picking up the din of friendly chatter. They crossed into another street curiously, finding themselves in a rather large parking lot. It was filled with stands and flaming oil barrels, everyone smiling and chatting happily, eating food and just generally having a good time. Dawn grinned as she said "Well, look at this! A little street party!" Kid smiled as he looked around at everything. A large machine of sorts slowly began to approach them, Kid's eyes widening once more as he drank in what the new being looked like. It had a slightly circular body, along with six arms. It's body was black metal, it's arms being gray like iron in colour. It's arms had multiple joints to each one, the joints being olive green in colour. Sticking out of the sides of it's large spherical body were two large grey fans of some sort, steam pushing out of the fans, it being obvious that the fans were coursing out some sort of energy and letting the machine float. It had a large arm-like limb sticking out of the front of it's body, holding up an eye-like sensor of sorts, the sensor letting out a soft green light. A few antennae hung off the back of it's head, but only a few inches worth. Each one was topped with a red bulb of sorts, the bulb blinking softly every few seconds. A small spinning sensor sat atop it's body, by it's antennae.
It approached them slowly and spoke in a slightly disturbing mechanical voice. "Greetings, Dawn. I was programmed to, upon seeing you again, tell you that Julian wishes to see you. If you could make your way to him at his home at your earliest convenience, I'm sure he would be most pleased." Dawn smiled and nodded slightly, saying "I'll go and see him as soon as my business here is concluded, which shouldn't take long. Thank you for the message." The machine let out a soft whirring noise before saying "It was my pleasure, Dawn. Until the next time." It slowly began to float away. Kid still had wide eyes as he watched it leave. Dawn tried to hide a smile at seeing his reaction. "That was a Mister Handy. Six arms, Mister "Handy"? Get it?" Kid began to calm down, nodding slightly. Dawn smiled and said "I'd like a Gamma Gulp Beer before we go see Julian. I bet you'd like a Nuka-Cola, right?" Kid smiled and nodded. Dawn smiled more and said "Well, come on, there's bound to be a stall around here selling drinks, there's enough people around here having them. Let's try this one over here."
Dawn took and held one of his hands, Kid holding her hand back, the two of them walking over to a nearby stall. When they reached it, Kid's eyes widened so much you'd think they would pop out of his head. "Holy shi-!" He said loudly, being cut off as Dawn released his hand and shot her now-freed hand up, covering Kid's mouth before he could finish his words. A deep chuckling came from behind the stall. "First time seeing a super mutant, huh? It's cool, I'm used to that kind of reaction from you humans." Dawn smiled apologetically. "Sorry about him, he's only seen normal humans like me and him, he never even saw a ghoul before today." The figure smiled. "Hey, like I said, it's cool. Don't worry about it." The calm voice said. Kid took in what the super mutant looked like.
He was humanoid in shape, but he was ten feet tall. He was huge and muscular; he looked like he must have weighed quite a lot. He was dressed in a huge black fabric, kept tight on his body through the use of multiple belts and buckles. His head lacked any and all forms of hair, even eyebrows. His skin was fairly tinted towards a tough green, no longer looking like a fleshy pink. The irises of his eyes were a faded gray colour. He sat on a closed dumpster with his elbows on the stall, Kid looking at his hands, thinking the super mutant could crush Kid's head with one hand. Dawn slowly lowered her hand from Kid's mouth, smiling at the super mutant and asking "You selling any drinks?" The super mutant said "Sure. Got all kinds here. What're you in the mood for?" Dawn said "A Gamma Gulp Beer and a Nuka-Cola please, doesn't matter what flavour, any kind will do." The super mutant nodded and reached a hand down behind the stall, murmuring a few words to himself as he looked along what must have been the items under it.
He raised his hands up after a few moments, having two glass bottles snugly gripped between his thick index and middle fingers. The bottle of Gamma Gulp Beer was deep brown in colour and had a paper label on it, depicting a man's face along with the name of the beer. The Nuka-Cola was the Dazzling Blue variant. Dawn pulled the Scorpio she had gotten from one of the slain raiders out of the supply bag, laying it down on the stall. "Any way you could give me the change in caps?" She said, smiling. The super mutant smiled a little. "Sure, are you going to have a bag for them?" Dawn shook her head, taking in a sharp breath as she said "Not a caps-exclusive bag, but just tossing them in with the rest of the stuff in my supply bag couldn't hurt." The super mutant nodded, reaching under the stall once more, grabbing a small handful of caps, which would have been two handfuls to Dawn. She held open the bag, the super mutant dropping the caps in with a clattering, placing the Scorpio under the stall. Dawn took the Gamma Gulp Beer, Kid taking the Nuka-Cola, Dawn saying "Thanks!" before turning and slowly walking off with Kid.
They both opened their drinks, Kid slipping the cap of his bottle into the bag, Dawn flicking her cap away. Kid said "Wait, why didn't you keep th-that one?" Dawn smiled and took a sip from her drink. "Only Nuka-Cola caps are worth anything." She answered simply. Kid nodded gently. They walked through the crowd together, unable to hold hands anymore now that both of Dawn's hands were full, Dawn holding her assault rifle in her other hand. "So...What made him l-look like that?" Kid asked her, referring to the super mutant. Dawn understood who he was referring to and said "FEV. It's an old military thing. Stands for Forced Evolutionary Virus. I don't know much about it, but I know that to turn into a super mutant you have to get dunked in the stuff like it's a pool or something. Not really something I'd wish on anyone." Kid nodded, simply absorbing the information she gave to him with her words. They reached the edge of the happy happening, Dawn opening the bag and pushing her assault rifle within, freeing one of her hands.
Kid was taking his time drinking his soda, Dawn rather rapidly finishing her's. She tossed the bottle into a nearby flaming barrel, looking back to Kid. She smiled and reached over, running the tips of her fingers along the back of his hand, Kid smiling and turning his hand around, the tips of Dawn's fingers going along his palm. They held hands after a moment, standing close together. Eventually someone walked by, Kid looking at them with wide eyes. Her body seemed to be wrapped up in black leather straps from head to toe. A black gasmask was on her face, the dark reflective goggles of the mask almost glowing menacingly in the light from a nearby flaming barrel. Armoured plates were kept tight on her body with multiple belts, most of the plates on her joints. With almost no skin or hair visible, the only thing that made Kid believe it was a female were the curves of her chest, revealing that she must have been a "she" as she appeared to have breasts.
A large rifle was slung over onto her back, black and with several wires attached to it. Dawn whistled gently as the person walked by. "Damn, she's got a laser rifle, I'd love to get my hands on one of those things! They can burn a hole right through stuff, it's pretty cool. Only thing cooler would be a plasma rifle, but come on, the chances of me getting my hands on one of those things are pretty slim." Kid watched as the woman walked off, gulping gently as he noticed her backside was just as tightly wrapped in black straps as the rest of her body, giving off a rather delicious view of her curvy ass. He looked to Dawn. "Was th-that a reaver?" She nodded.
"Not all of them look like that, though. Some look like you or me. Some look even worse. Some of them choose to have have mechanical implants, it can get sort of creepy. The thing that really sets them apart is that they worship technology, actually worship it, like it was a gift from some god or something. It shows in the way they talk, they talk like everything is a machine, like their own bodies are machines. They refer to stuff like it was mechanical all the time. They first showed up in the Midwest, not too long ago, but I heard that something went on over there with some crazy machine war, and eventually the reavers got help from some Brotherhood of Steel guys over there. Some people caught on to their idea over here and started believing in the same things. They're not bad people though, just watch out if you piss them off, they're usually packing tough weapons. Get a few good shots in though and you can usually take them down easily, as you can probably tell, they don't wear much armour."
Kid nodded. He asked a moment later "Wh-What's the Brotherhood of St-Steel?" Dawn smiled a little as she spoke. "It's this group of guys that are all over the wasteland. Basically, they're the toughest guys I think I've ever seen. The equipment they have...Whew, it's insane, they've got the best gear out there. They're a huge group too, but it can be hard to notice them unless you know where to look. Lately they've been toning down their operations and trying to blend in everywhere with secret outposts and bunkers." Kid asked "What exactly d-do they do?" Dawn said "Officially? They salvage and collect any and all worthwhile tech they can, but they're also a huge military force. If a raider group gets too big or if super mutants started going on a massive rampage again, you could count on the Brotherhood Paladins to ride in like bolts of fucking lightning from Zeus himself to blow them all away." Kid nodded. The group sounded powerful, indeed. "Where are they?" He asked. Dawn said "They're all over, but up north around here, they're pretty secretive and shadowy. Their main base is to the south somewhere, I'm not really sure where. Somewhere south of Mariposa, I think." Kid nodded gently again, finishing his drink. Dawn smiled and asked "Ready to go?" Kid nodded with a smile, tossing his bottle into a nearby flaming barrel, just like Dawn had done. Dawn smiled more and walked off with him hand-in-hand, heading down a street nearby, heading for the home of Julian and Curtis, the friends of Dawn and the leaders of Rister...
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