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[center][h1][color=00ff00]Adder[/color][/h1]
[sub][i]”I need a drink.”[/i][/sub]

[color=00ff00]”Got it. Don’t let those Brotherhood twerps make a mess, Marshall.”[/color] Added hung up the radio with a [i]click.[/i] The Brotherhood probably has a radio in at least one of those fancy trucks, or ears to hear through a walkie...Oops. She didn’t know much about the Brotherhood of Steel, but she heard a lot of chatter from them on the radio, all the shit they say about how the ghouls in whatever place they went. All the technology they “discover” in the wastelands. It didn’t paint a very good picture in her mind, and if that wasn’t enough, now they’re apparently working with those other guys. What were they called? The Enclave? They didn’t sound much better, still, at least the Brotherhood [i]tolerates[/i] ghouls. Based on what she heard here and there, the Enclave was more Nazi-like about it than the Brotherhood, or maybe it was the other way around. It didn’t make a difference to Adder, they both didn’t sound nice to her, and rolling up into a town with that amount of firepower [i]sounded[/i] nice in theory, especially since they did just save the town’s ass. The problem was that these guys had a reputation for doing what benefits them, rather than what benefits everyone else. They’re probably just here because they think they’ll get something out of it.

Honestly, though? Adder wasn’t that worried, sure, they had guns, fancy cars, and what sounded like god damn mortars from where she was sitting, but at the end of the day, Adder could always just pack her bag and bug out to somewhere else, maybe somewhere that the Brotherhood are too rich for. That said, Adder couldn’t really complain about their mindset, she’d help others, sure, but her best work is reserved for people that can pay. Adder likes to think it’s different, since she’s surviving, and they’re parading their weapons around, but who knows? Maybe Adder’s just a hypocrite. She strolled across the floor in the walled up lobby, peering through the window she had to blow open. There were dead bodies everywhere, and she could see some people in power armor walking around. Fuck, they have power armor too!? That was a little worrying, but it was pretty nostalgic, seeing people march into a place in those suits. It reminded her of the old days as a Marine.

 [color=00ff00]”Damn...”[/color]

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