[color=00a651][u][b]Dr. Arthur West - Salem Clinic[/b][/u][/color]
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“Okay…did she say they dropped off a generator? Why would they… so I take it that’s why I saw some scribes up on that roof. Are they setting up a power grid for the town?” Rick said out loud as he watched Frieda leave and then turned to the doctor. “Is it me or does she seem a little off to you?”[/i]

Arthur gave a small shrug,

"Hard to say. She's...different, to be sure. She grew up in a highly disciplined, structured, military society after all. Her whole life was probably regimented from dawn to dusk. I imagine anyone trying to transition out of that life would be...off to say the least."

A brief moment of reflection crossed Arthur's mind then, as he reflected that what he'd just said could easily be applied to The Institute as well, just with a few changes to verbiage.

"As for The Brotherhood," He continued, "I'm worried about the town reaching out to them for help. I know little about The Brotherhood's operations, but from what I heard from the settlements I talked to: The Brotherhood used to go around asking for food and supplies in exchange for support. In effect, they attempted to align with towns and get a tribute system working. I can't imagine they would try that here, but its not impossible I suppose..." 

Arthur turned to Ace, his hand rubbed his chin in thought,

"It does give me an idea however, I wonder if we might be able to send a similar request to The Directorate for assistance here. Word it in such a way that they might find interest in sending some aid. Some medical supplies and equipment for the clinic would do wonders here and if we could get a Courser requisitioned...well, the town wouldn't have to worry about attacks from raiders anymore. That's for sure. Its a long shot, I know, and we'd have to be extremely discrete about it to the townsfolk. Perhaps we should give it some thought at least..."

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Edit: Forgot to include the response to Frieda
[color=00a651][b]Sometime later[/b][/color]



Arthur was sitting up in his small residence above the clinic when a knock came at the door. It was Frieda,

[i]"Uh, hey, Arthur.  Something...has come up.  I need to show you something.  I'll just take a second. Brandy had this in her possession."  She procured the vial from her pocket and held it out to the doctor. Enclave branding.  I don't know what it does, but you're the only person I know who would be able to figure it out."  Frieda swallowed, then added.  "I kind of...found it by accident, then took it without asking.  If...you catch my meaning..." [/i] 

"Enclave branding? Let me see..." Arthur replied as he adjusted his glasses and carefully took the small vial from Frieda's hand, examining it closely. 

[i]Frieda cleared her throat.  "She's keeping baby chickens in the basement.  I was looking for their food when I found, well," Frieda gestured at the vial.  "What do you think it is?  Why would she have it?"
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Arthur turned the vial over in his hand, "Hmmm...accelerated growth...well I haven't the fainest idea about The Enclave's cataloging system or what it's designation could mean, I'd say its clearly some sort of growth hormone. I can't know for sure its composition unless I run a few tests on it of course. If it is a hormone supplement of some type its not particularly concerning by itself: not dangerous I mean. But...the more intriguing question is how she acquired it in the first place..."

He paused for a few moments and looked back up at Frieda, "I don't suppose its possible Brandy is ex-Enclave is it? Barring that I suppose we can only speculate. You mention she was keeping baby chickens as well...did they look odd in any way?"