Adamine stretched out on her back, her shoulder blades pressing uncomfortably into the biting metal grate that surrounded the old water tower, her rifle lay at her side as did Ghost who had his head tilted to watch the Wastelands below them, his tongue lolling both to help stave off the heat and to better catch the scents that blew in from the occasional gust. Sitting up Ada directs her gaze toward the ruins of the city where Diamond City nestled among the rubble, she'd told her people she was off scavenging for fuel and precious parts, it was a lie she used rather often. If it was any other Atom Cat that wanted to search the garbage for parts they wouldn't bat an eye, but it was her, the whole group had practically raised her, to say the least they had a concern for her safety, she just found it annoying, she was an adult, she didn't need babysitting.
 Blowing out an irritated breath Adamine rises to her feet, pulls her hood over her eyes and lifts up her gun and slinging it over her shoulder she drops down into the dirt below, Ghost jumped down beside her and gave a huff as she moved toward Diamond City.
Moving cautiously through the streets Adamine relaxes once she passes the Diamond City Guard, Ghost tried to look friendly rather than the big bulky pit he was, he was really leggy for a pit, on the tall side, but what shocked Ada was the amount of sheer rock solid muscle the dog had, he was built like a tank. Moving through the gates Adamine elegantly walked toward the food stall which not only sat practically in the center of the city but also looked to serve noodles, she was in Diamond City to help the Minutemen deal with the Enclave, she didn't plan on returning to her dull mundane life building and fixing power armor.