[center][color=00aeef][b]Brandy Brooks – Returning to Salem[/b][/color] with[color=ec008c][b]Shelby Jackson[/b][/color] [/center]

“[i]WHEW[/i],” Brandy wiped sweat from her forehead, “Sure it hot out today, huh Shelby?”

“Yep, sure is,” Shelby slowed to smack the Brahmin’s ass, “Let’s go boy, we can cool off in just a few minutes.”

“I wonder if anyone new has arrived in town.”

Shelby rolled her eyes, “Gee, wouldn’t know, haven’t been there.” She was alright with Brandy, but honestly, the younger woman annoyed her the majority of the time because she often asked too many questions. But, Waylon had to stay back in town at S&W. Luckily the women had found travelers going both to the Sanctuary and two men whom were eagerly willing to accompany them on their way back.

“Well, if there are new folks maybe we can help them get situated. I mean, it will give us something to do,” Brandy pulled the bottom of her tee shirt up and wiped her face.

“Like hide,” Shelby said under her breath.

“What?”

“Nothing, let’s just pick it up a bit, I want to finish the sword I started before we left.”

As they got closer to town they could hear chopping, when they found the source Shelby stopped in her tracks, “Fuck me,” she gasped.

Brandy raised her brow, “I told you I don’t do that.”

“You twit, look,” Shelby grabbed Brandy’s chin and turned her head to see a Super Mutant.

“[i]A Super Mutant[/i],” Brandy’s eyes opened wide. The women were corralled and directed around the mutant and into town by their escorts.

“We need to avoid that area, there could be more and we would be had,” Mike said, the others all agreed and made it into town. When safe in town Brandy ran ahead of the group to the diner.

“DID YOU SEE THE SUPER MUTANT OUT THERE?” She yelled, pushing her glasses back up on the bridge of her nose.

“Easy kid, his name is Rook and he just wants a place to stay. Supposedly he’s not like other green skins, he has been peaceful thus far,” Barney told her.

Her eyes widened again and a smile crept across her face, “You mean…he’s friendly? Is he nice? Did he say how old he was?”

“So far so good, and don’t start with the questions again kid, I have a bunch of riled up folks about him already.”

Brandy nodded, she could see Shelby down at S&W speedily unloading her stuff from the Brahmin, after the last load Shelby rolled down the garage door and disappeared. Brandy giggled, “Shelby is scared of them, well I am to, but if he is friendly I won’t be.” She looked around at all the new faces and waved, “Hi, I’m Brandy; if ya need something fixed I can help ya out. I’m kinda nifty that way. [i]BUT[/i], I don’t mean to be rude, I just have to go and meet this guy.” She turned on her heel but quickly looked back, “Does he talk?” Barney nodded, “[i]Gotcha[/i], oh this is so exciting. Brandy walked to where she could see the mutant; it looked like he was building something. She snapped her fingers and ran to fetch her tool belt and knapsack of tools. Cautiously, she made her way closer until she was sighted, “Hello there, I don’t mean to bother you but the townsfolk told me that you’re friendly?” She swallowed the small lump in her throat and extended her hand, “My name is Brandy, and it is very nice to meet you. Can you use some help?”