[color=a36209][i][b]Adam 'Trails' Wilford- Adam's house, Salem[/b][/i][/color]

Adam was lovingly petting Bessie when a voice called out to him. “Sorry I’m late. Overslept.” Adam looked up to see Lorelei standing there looking up to the sky. “Good day for traveling. If we don’t run into any hiccups, we’ll make it to Lexington before dark…” Adam nodded, "Sure, kid. Let's head out.". His tone was short and suspicious but he kept quiet and took the lead and hooked it to Bessie, Adam and Lorelei leading in front as they passed through town.

[color=a36209][i][b]Commonwealth Wasteland[/b][/i][/color]

After getting a good ways outside of town, Adam finally said his first words in almost an hour as they came alongside a dilapidated truck. "I don't trust what's going on. You see that whirlybird up in the sky over Salem earlier? Thing was labelled Brotherhood and so were the troops. I don't know why they were dropping off that thingy they were leaving behind, but I'm skeptical. Those bastards don't do things out of the kindness of their hearts. Hope this ain't a sign of changing leadership." Adam frowned as he walked along the road. "Sorry. I don't mean to wax on politics, I just don't exactly like or trust those Cram can wearing SOBs is all." He halted Bessie and opened the truck's passenger side door. He sighed a hopeless sigh as he dug around and found nothing but worthless ownership papers, an unspent 9mm round and a tire pressure gauge. Adam shut the door, but it just ended up falling off into the dirt. He could only sigh, "Nothing. Unless maybe you're hungry enough to eat a bullet.". He tossed the bullet to Lorelei and picked up the lead, refusing to let one failed dig through a wreck get him down, and said with a kind tone, "Come on, ladies." continuing further south.