The Overseer, a burly ginger haired man, with a few grey hairs for wisdom, walked into the command centre. He placed a box and a pre war map on the desk near his command console. The briefing would be informal so he didn't sit into the console.

"Alright you two, I want to keep this short and sweet" he declared. "I need you to leave the vault and scout around a suitable area to settle" he instructed. "We haven't had contact with other vaults, or the outside world, since before we were born, unfortunately we are at %150 capacity" he said, it sounded small, but considering that means 500 people more than the vault was designed to facilitate, it was a serious issue. "We need some eyes outside to bring in data, maybe find a new home for us all" he said quite seriously.

He turned to the box and opened it inside there were several PIP-BOY 3000. Handing them out, he said "this is a pip boy, you've seen them around no doubt, on older dwellers, before the stock ran out" referring to their current scarcity. "I'll give you a few minutes to configure the settings" he said, adding a query "any questions?"