[@NecroKnight][@Letter Bee]

The small canyon road leading the old REPCONN site was probably the closest thing to feel like home for a certain woman hiding among its outcroppings. Of course, it was nothing compared to Red Rock Canyon, but it was preferable to the little town being overlooked by a giant plastic dinosaur at least. The Khan hid herself in this little outcropping to keep herself out of sight of a nearby NCR Ranger. The less Jean had to interact with NCR, the better overall. But the Ranger looked like she was heading right toward the test site. That would make things largely unpleasant. The test site was also Jean's destination. Supposedly, the rocket fuel could be distilled and converted into a reagent for stronger chem dosages. A "way more gnarly kick", as Jack and Diane put it. So naturally Sonny, in his infinite "wisdom" decided that an abandoned rocket facility deep in NCR-territory that also had hordes of Ghouls coming out of its ass was the perfect solo mission for Jean. It wasn't the first time Sonny had her sent far away, most of the time it was for supplies that could probably be found closer to Red Rock Canyon, with Sonny just looking for an excuse to get Jean out of his hair for a while.

"Thanks for the suicide mission, Sonny." Jean muttered to herself under her breath after she heard gunshots up ahead. Sounded like her little Ranger "friend" was drawing attention to herself. Any decent person would probably jump in to help, but Khans weren't exactly known for their chivalry. Instead, Jean turned around and found herself climbing up the rocky wall behind her. One didn't live their entire life in a place like Red Rock Canyon and [i]not[/i] develop any rock climbing skill. As long as the Ranger was drawing attention, Jean could use the distraction to slip by, hopefully unnoticed.

"Shit!" Jean hissed to herself, almost aloud but managed to stifle it into a whisper. Her left foot slipped and she nearly lost her footing. Thankfully the Khan was able to catch herself before falling and instead pulled herself up to the top of the wall to safety, "Too close... note to self: remember to '[i]thank[/i]' Sonny when I get home." she didn't care if he was leader or not, she'd find some way to kick that bastard's ass for this. She could just picture him now, laughing it up in Papa's long house and privately hoping Jean'd get herself killed out here. Wouldn't that just be all too convenient for him?

"I wonder how my little Ranger is doing?" she whispered, Jean scanning the road below for the source of the gunshots. The Ranger wasn't hard to spot, her big brown trench coat didn't really do her any favors in terms of blending in. It looked like she just downed a trio of Ghouls with nothing but a sidearm. In fact... was she even carrying another weapon? What kind of Ranger didn't carry a Service Rifle? Or at the very least a Hunting Rifle or Winchester? Right about now Jean found herself in a position to make an interesting decision. Should she lend the Ranger a hand? If she did, the Ranger would be in her debt, and Jean could use that to make the Ranger help her get what she needed. An extra pair of eyes and hands could prove helpful. Or maybe she should use this commotion to slip by and stay hidden?

"Hmm... decisions, decisions."