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[color=gray]"This Knight Captain Cassidy of the Brotherhood of Steel. We are sending reinforcements to clear hostiles assaulting the town, do not fire. I repeat do not fire on the incoming vehicles they are friendly.”[/color]

[color=00ff00][h1][i][sub][b]”Shit.”[/b][/sub][/i][/h1][/color]

It had been two days now since the endless horde of raiders showed up in the town that Adder had conveniently been working in. Just the other day, she got paid by some Marshall guy to come in and fix a radio in the hotel everyone stayed in, the same radio she was listening to right now, a pretty nice one, too. When the raiders came, there was an order for everyone to go hide in the hotel, since Adder was already there, she was able to stay safe with her gun in hand, in case any of those fuck-shits came barging in. Then again, she [i]was[/i] stuck in here with a large number of citizens all trying to keep calm, so waving a gun around probably wasn’t the best solution. The windows were blocked off with whatever they could find - boards, an upturned desk, that sort of thing. [color=00ff00]”Any day now...”[/color] They had plenty of supplies in the hotel, but it didn’t change the fact that they were trapped. They were sitting ducks for raiders, thankfully Adder hasn’t had to shoot anybody yet, but she could see over the walls, off into the distance, that the raiders were working on getting closer, causing Adder to subconsciously grip her pistol a little tighter. Surely she can hold off a few stragglers, right? Waiting around like a doctors appointment, she along with at least 20 or more people were holed up in the lobby of the hotel, where someone would check in. There was no doubt a great deal of people still upstairs, probably trying to find guns or just outright hide from the raiders. 

Alright. Fuck this.

The old ghoul holstered the gun and meandered back over to the radio, it was big and blocky, and just got repaired a day or two ago. An old Robco 2058 receiver and a ramshackle mic, the size of two pipboys stuck together, was her only connection to the outside world, so she pulled up a chair with several eyes on her from all the civilians inside to see if she could figure anything out. [color=00ff00]”All channels. Hello? Brotherhood of Steel? My name is Adder, we are stuck inside the hotel, we can see the vehicles through the windows, some of the raiders are almost on their way here. I have a gun, but that’s about it. Repeat, they’re almost through.[/color] A blatantly ghoulish voice spoke through the microphone, broadcasting to every possible channel since she wasn’t entirely sure which one the so called Brotherhood was on.

[color=00ff00]”We have been stuck like this for at least two days now, we can’t hold them off more much- damn, hold-“[/color] Adder very quickly, and very erratically, flung her pistol out of her holster as two shots rang out, which were answered by a dead raider’s body hitting the ground outside, after he charged at the one, uncovered window, resulting in a lack of an actual window. A few people in the building were startled by the shots, namely the younger ones, and hopefully not anyone on the line. The smell of gunpowder permeating the air. [color=00ff00]”Okay...we’re fine.”[/color] She assured them, putting the now half-empty gun away and returning her attention to the radio [color=00ff00]”If you’re gonna do anything more than shoot them, now would be a good time. I just had to open fire on one of the raiders you missed.“[/color] Having said that, she took very visible notice of the big ass Brotherhoodmobiles she could see slowly rolling up behind a rocky Jeep outside the town, full of people, power armor, covered up cargo, and a bag of spears? Maybe she’d get to head home after all.

[color=00ff00][sub][i]”I need a drink...”[/i][/sub][/color]

Unfortunately, Adder didn’t have a drink on hand. Anymore.


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