Tasha had the worst last few terrible days. First she barely escaped from an ambush by some raiders. The bastards had their ambush prepared and she nearly walked into it. By some pure luck chance, she changed her route to check some ruined buildings. The place was already trashed long ago and nothing really remained there to loot, but she did notice something from the window of the second floor – the spiky hat someone was wearing. After noticing that, she turned to look all around the street she was about to walk in a few minutes ago. From the benefit of higher ground level, she found a whole raiders ambush on the way. 

 After that she changed her way instead of raiders stumbled on a random bloke who threatened her at gun point to give him all her belongings. She also had her gun, but her arms were busy holding that radio she found sometime earlier that day. Since that radio was all she found that day, she was planning on selling it for parts once she got to Rivet city, but that was not possible. She knew she won’t be left alive here if she just complied so she threw the radio at the bandit and used the moment chance she got to run the hell away. She felt like she never ran that fast in her life.

 Now here she was in the rust bucket know as Rivet city, broke and not able to even get a room at the hotel. All she could do is loiter around the market place since it’s public area. Well she was at least able to afford some food and she feels like she lives better now than she did back at the Commonwealth, but she still doesn’t remember details.

 She raised her eyes with curiosity when the whole market seemed to fill up with whispers and talks about someone from the brotherhood. Tasha didn’t know much about them, so her curiosity quickly exploded and she rose from her place, walking slowly to the man who was wearing big clunky power armor.

 [b]“Excuse me you are the person from the brotherhood that everyone here is whispering about right?”[/b] Tasha asked with her voice full of curiosity and enthusiasm.[b]” Can you tell me more about your people? Everyone here is depressed all the time and only talks about boring old things… such as the Enclaive, The Institute and so on...”[/b] She added with annoyed expression.


 While talking, Tasha used the chance to examine every detail from the armor and the pipboy she could see. She so wanted to take a peek into the inner workings of that armor, but she had to go with only the outside look for now.