Quentyn Hunter's equipment rattled on his side. He closed his eyes with each step and then opened them and exhaled sharply as he clutched his left leg. Another step, another step and another. It wouldn't be long now. He had been travelling for a couple of days already when he got the letter from 'Mr. V', whoever that was. He assumed it was a legion trap, but no, California was NCR territory. 

The luxuries of Jacobstown were still fresh on his mind compared to the scorching heat on the road. He had to leave though, they didn't give him a choice. Still, the road was preferable than his time as a slave with the legion, no-- he mustn't think that. Another step, another step, another step. "Ten steps, another ten steps since my last one. Ten sets of ten, and each step makes the stimpaks rattle twice, ten sets of ten by two is two hundred

"The road is cracked and fragile," He said outloud. "It'll take years to get this stretch of road done. The NCR is lazy. Yes sir, Colonel, I'll fix them up. It's my duty. I did [i]my[/i] duty. I didn't flee and leave the wounded, nope. Not me, sir. But the hunter became the hunted, and then became an angel."

The words would slip from his mouth without any real thought put into them. Sometimes Quentyn hardly even noticed he was talking until someone would get his attention at which point he'd become ashamed of himself. The shame became a trigger, and the trigger became a mental breakdown and that became a violent outburst. He didn't mean to hurt the girl, she was just in the wrong place.

Quentyn stepped into the garage, acknowledging the man with a nod. His eyes traced the mans face for a second and then lowered to the floor. "I was told to come here by Mr. V, the courier said there'd be caps, I'm a doctor." 

Living on the road was difficult. Quentyn had enough equipment for himself, bullets to shoot at the wildlife and his ripper to hold at night while he slept, but a man needed money to survive. He couldn't get a normal job though, he looked half-ghoul. People took one look at him, noticed his condition and then turned him down on the spot. The courier said it'd get better. The courier didn't lie.