[color=f26522]CELESTE BROWN[/color] -- Rook's shack - mid-afternoon

"Adam? Rook has not seen anyone since he got into the shack. Is Adam missing now? Does Rook need to help you look for him?"

Celeste trembled slightly, somehow having forgotten how tall and...imposing...the super mutant was.  Yet, his tone was calm, and concerned.  She nodded vigorously, shaking some of her curls into her face.  "It would be great if you could help!"

"Has he come back from searching the area for new scrap? Rook remembers hearing him say something about the need for new scrap to build things and repair his boat. Is he on his boat maybe?"

"He's not," Celeste sighed dramatically, feeling close to tears.  "I've been by his place twice today, once this morning, and then just now, and both times he didn't answer the door.  His brahmin is gone, too."  She reached up and rubbed her brow, causing her bosom to shake just slightly.  "I didn't know he wanted to look for scrap or nothin'...where do you think he went?  How long should it take?"  She sniffed.  "I'm a bit worried!  There's some [i]bad[/i] things out there, you know?  [i]Scary things[/i] -- and not just deathclaws.  Oh!" she hopped, interrupting herself, "what if he's hurt, somewhere?  How would we know?"

Awful, bloody images of various kinds of terrible deaths invaded her mind.  Celeste shuddered, her face becoming quite pale in her worry.  "Rook, what do we do?"