@Kouropalates betty is an NPC, so feel free, dont want to say use as it sounds dirty, to control her
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Betty - Diner - Mid/late Afternoon
Betty looked at the man in disbelief, her face showed just as much. "Either you've been living in a cave for too long, you're out of town or you 're just having me on about not knowing what a synth is. Shit, the Insitute that used to exist till the Minutmen General blew it up, created them. Good for nothing eggheads with too much time on thir hands."
Betty, walked over to the coffe maker and poured Adam a cup, "Don't be Ma'aming me, old man. Do I look old to you." She looked in an old mirror on the wall, making sure she hadn't aged and that she hadn't noticed. *If this place has a doctor, i better check in one of these days. For some reason I don't feel sick of radiation, but was deep in it. How could I've been so stupid.*
She walked over to stove and grill, and started preparing him a steak. "You see the institute created things like him to look like us and replace us. You can't even tell em apart from human beings...well this one you can casue it's face is all messed up, blus when was the last time you saw a person with a red eye?"
"Well, the institute is gone and all we have left are these left overs." Betty added, "As for Ace, well that old man doesnt seem to like them much, maybe he lost someone he knows to them...lots of people did...lots of people... here ya go, steak as asked. Looks like you need a nap sir, or some more booze."
Betty looked at the man in disbelief, her face showed just as much. "Either you've been living in a cave for too long, you're out of town or you 're just having me on about not knowing what a synth is. Shit, the Insitute that used to exist till the Minutmen General blew it up, created them. Good for nothing eggheads with too much time on thir hands."
Betty, walked over to the coffe maker and poured Adam a cup, "Don't be Ma'aming me, old man. Do I look old to you." She looked in an old mirror on the wall, making sure she hadn't aged and that she hadn't noticed. *If this place has a doctor, i better check in one of these days. For some reason I don't feel sick of radiation, but was deep in it. How could I've been so stupid.*
She walked over to stove and grill, and started preparing him a steak. "You see the institute created things like him to look like us and replace us. You can't even tell em apart from human beings...well this one you can casue it's face is all messed up, blus when was the last time you saw a person with a red eye?"
"Well, the institute is gone and all we have left are these left overs." Betty added, "As for Ace, well that old man doesnt seem to like them much, maybe he lost someone he knows to them...lots of people did...lots of people... here ya go, steak as asked. Looks like you need a nap sir, or some more booze."
Rick Noel - Clinic
Rick looked at the doctor and nodded, "Yes, of course she remains in charge. We wouldn't be where we currently are withuot her. The smartest decision the directorate could've made was select her for the possition, especially after Father screwed...I'm sorry, I am out of line and should not have said so." Rick lowered his head, speaking ill of the directorate and its leaders by someone of his level was unheard of, at least until he had a doctorate and had proven himself.
He cleared his throat, "But regardless, yes construction is smoothly progressing. The entrance and its security have been completed. No unwanted pest will be able to enter the vault, perhaps we can do better this time...Luckily we have plenty of generation 1 and 2 synths to do some of the hard labor, after all, many within our ranks have never done any sort of physical labor."
He looked at his gun and the though of the man he had killed returned. Luckily the supplement was working and he no longer felt deathly ill, though he felt the death of the man would linger on in his mind. He was lost in thought and had not been able to hear what the doctor was saying to him.
"I'm sorry doctor I tuned out for a bit... a lot on my mind. What's troubling I don't remember reading any sort of reports of a hooded group of surface dwellers living near these area. Prior to coming I was at Dunwich Borers, and they were doing the most weird thing. They were chanting or something before an obelisk or idol. It seemed they were worshiping it. They spoke a language I could not understand."
He paused for a bit to try and recollect the ones he and Mary had fought. "i stumbled across a young woman named Mary, and as soon as I wonder two of them in their hoods attacked us. They shouted something "PH´NGLUI SOTH!" At first I thought it might be latin, but i was never good in language class, and tuned out most of the dead languages they made us learn. Mary said it wasn't, possibly a made up language. It's all odd, to me it makes no sense."
"In all honesty it reminded me of something out of those old fiction books located in the library. You know the ones that had cults and worshiping of other worldly beings... I think some surface dweller read a book and took it to be true rather than fiction... I think next time I return to the vault I'll peruse the digital library where all those books are located."
Rick looked at the doctor and nodded, "Yes, of course she remains in charge. We wouldn't be where we currently are withuot her. The smartest decision the directorate could've made was select her for the possition, especially after Father screwed...I'm sorry, I am out of line and should not have said so." Rick lowered his head, speaking ill of the directorate and its leaders by someone of his level was unheard of, at least until he had a doctorate and had proven himself.
He cleared his throat, "But regardless, yes construction is smoothly progressing. The entrance and its security have been completed. No unwanted pest will be able to enter the vault, perhaps we can do better this time...Luckily we have plenty of generation 1 and 2 synths to do some of the hard labor, after all, many within our ranks have never done any sort of physical labor."
He looked at his gun and the though of the man he had killed returned. Luckily the supplement was working and he no longer felt deathly ill, though he felt the death of the man would linger on in his mind. He was lost in thought and had not been able to hear what the doctor was saying to him.
"I'm sorry doctor I tuned out for a bit... a lot on my mind. What's troubling I don't remember reading any sort of reports of a hooded group of surface dwellers living near these area. Prior to coming I was at Dunwich Borers, and they were doing the most weird thing. They were chanting or something before an obelisk or idol. It seemed they were worshiping it. They spoke a language I could not understand."
He paused for a bit to try and recollect the ones he and Mary had fought. "i stumbled across a young woman named Mary, and as soon as I wonder two of them in their hoods attacked us. They shouted something "PH´NGLUI SOTH!" At first I thought it might be latin, but i was never good in language class, and tuned out most of the dead languages they made us learn. Mary said it wasn't, possibly a made up language. It's all odd, to me it makes no sense."
"In all honesty it reminded me of something out of those old fiction books located in the library. You know the ones that had cults and worshiping of other worldly beings... I think some surface dweller read a book and took it to be true rather than fiction... I think next time I return to the vault I'll peruse the digital library where all those books are located."
Ace Makovich - Mid Afternoon- Diner
Ace laughed as the synth called itself Abel, “Right…Adam’s favored son…the good son...right. Well if Barney is willing to accept you, who am I to oppose?” He cracked his knuckles, he looked as everyone in the diner stared at him.
Adam sat down and cleared his throat, "Hey, uhhh, sorry to bother whatever is going on here, but are you open? I just want some chow, sir."
“Yeah, we are open… Betty help the gentleman out. I need some air.” He said as h opened the hatch leading to cellar.
“Whatever, leaving me alone…again.” Betty replied with an attitude.
“That’s what I hired you for. Find out if the toaster would like anything, I’m sure there’s a can of motor oil for it somewhere.” Ace replied as he made his way down the ladder.
Betty turned to Adam as she smacked so gum, “Whatcha having old man?”
Ace walked over to his room but it was empty, with Brandy nowhere to be seen. There was a note on the bed, so he sat down and read it. He shook his head in disbelief, he had forgotten of Reggie's picture on his nightstand along with the wedding band.
He grabbed the picture and laid down on the bed staring at it, smiling. He ran his fingers over where Reggie stood on the picture and gave it a light kiss, softly murmuring that he missed her. She had been good to him but he abandoned her, left her behind. He always wondered how she was doing, and if she thought of him. Well if she did , he figured, she'd probably want to kill him.
Ace placed the picture back on the nightstand, got up off the bed and made his way out the cellar door that led outside. He figured the most likely place Brandy would be at is her house. As he approached he was right as he could smell her cooking wafting from an open door.
He let himself inside and he could hear flattering coming from the kitchen, as well as Diamond City Radio. Ace walked towards the kitchen and Brandy stood there preparing food, unaware of his presence. He walked over to her and placed his arms around her waist. She let out a yelp and dropped an egg on the floor as she turned around. As she saw him, her eyes started to glaze over with tears and she backed towards the counter away from him.
He move closer and took her hands, "You should've just waited for me Brandy. Reggie is long gone history, hell I haven't seen her in almost 4 years. I'm not with her anymore. I wouldn't lie to you." He kissed her hand, "Ever since I saw you arrive to town those few weeks ago, I haven't been able to keep my eyes off of you. I want to be with you...please believe me..."
Ace laughed as the synth called itself Abel, “Right…Adam’s favored son…the good son...right. Well if Barney is willing to accept you, who am I to oppose?” He cracked his knuckles, he looked as everyone in the diner stared at him.
Adam sat down and cleared his throat, "Hey, uhhh, sorry to bother whatever is going on here, but are you open? I just want some chow, sir."
“Yeah, we are open… Betty help the gentleman out. I need some air.” He said as h opened the hatch leading to cellar.
“Whatever, leaving me alone…again.” Betty replied with an attitude.
“That’s what I hired you for. Find out if the toaster would like anything, I’m sure there’s a can of motor oil for it somewhere.” Ace replied as he made his way down the ladder.
Betty turned to Adam as she smacked so gum, “Whatcha having old man?”
Ace walked over to his room but it was empty, with Brandy nowhere to be seen. There was a note on the bed, so he sat down and read it. He shook his head in disbelief, he had forgotten of Reggie's picture on his nightstand along with the wedding band.
He grabbed the picture and laid down on the bed staring at it, smiling. He ran his fingers over where Reggie stood on the picture and gave it a light kiss, softly murmuring that he missed her. She had been good to him but he abandoned her, left her behind. He always wondered how she was doing, and if she thought of him. Well if she did , he figured, she'd probably want to kill him.
Ace placed the picture back on the nightstand, got up off the bed and made his way out the cellar door that led outside. He figured the most likely place Brandy would be at is her house. As he approached he was right as he could smell her cooking wafting from an open door.
He let himself inside and he could hear flattering coming from the kitchen, as well as Diamond City Radio. Ace walked towards the kitchen and Brandy stood there preparing food, unaware of his presence. He walked over to her and placed his arms around her waist. She let out a yelp and dropped an egg on the floor as she turned around. As she saw him, her eyes started to glaze over with tears and she backed towards the counter away from him.
He move closer and took her hands, "You should've just waited for me Brandy. Reggie is long gone history, hell I haven't seen her in almost 4 years. I'm not with her anymore. I wouldn't lie to you." He kissed her hand, "Ever since I saw you arrive to town those few weeks ago, I haven't been able to keep my eyes off of you. I want to be with you...please believe me..."
@Grecquick question about abel, is the pic on the cs what he looks like? im mostly curious about the eye, whether he has one normal looking one and the other looks red like pic
Rick Noel - Salem Clinic - Mid Afternoon
"Yes well...obviously he's suffering from some severe food poisoning," He announced, "Probably brought on by some unwholesome meat or spoiled vegetables. Nothing to worry about I can treat him in my office." The doctor excused himself from the guard woman, and they headed upstairs. Rick took a seat on a nearby chair and waited.
The doctor returned with a box, he took a seat on the opposite side, and showed him the side with the Institute’s emblem on it. He opened a box and gave him a pill, "Here, it’s a light one. Supplement 23. Easy on the stomach and should help some of the upset. You absolutely should have listened to Dr. Volkert by the way," a slight smile crept on his face, "He's an excellent physician. Undoubtedly the best in The Commonwealth and possibly the world at this point. He was a good mentor. Our immune and digestive systems just aren't able to handle the surface food...and may I say. I don't think we're missing much..." He gave a light chuckle at his own joke.
“I should’ve realized we wouldn’t really be used to it, but come on, you have no curiosity at all towards the food? “ Rick remarked.
“Oh...I forgot," He said, clasping his hands together, "The rest of the phrase. Sorry...I don't get to interact with well...anyone...from back home much anymore. Not in person anyway." He sat up and spoke the next words very carefully, perhaps even reverently, "Redefined....Mankind Redefined," He offered his hand, "Dr. Arthur West, Bioscience Division."
Rick stood up and shook his hand, “I knew I recognized you from somewhere Dr West. My name’s Rick Noel, briefly worked under SR… prior to the incident…” Rick sat back down with his stomach feeling like it was beginning to settle. “Though I see point of avoiding food, we need to blend in after all while we are out here.”
Rick reached for his bag and pulled a bag with nutrient bars, paste and pills, “I mean, I was sent out on a long term scouting mission, I need to get used to food out here… can’t run back to the vault all the time. You must be needing some food supplies if you been travelling all over, I have plenty here take some.” He extended the bag to the doctor, offering some of the supplies he had.
"Yes well...obviously he's suffering from some severe food poisoning," He announced, "Probably brought on by some unwholesome meat or spoiled vegetables. Nothing to worry about I can treat him in my office." The doctor excused himself from the guard woman, and they headed upstairs. Rick took a seat on a nearby chair and waited.
The doctor returned with a box, he took a seat on the opposite side, and showed him the side with the Institute’s emblem on it. He opened a box and gave him a pill, "Here, it’s a light one. Supplement 23. Easy on the stomach and should help some of the upset. You absolutely should have listened to Dr. Volkert by the way," a slight smile crept on his face, "He's an excellent physician. Undoubtedly the best in The Commonwealth and possibly the world at this point. He was a good mentor. Our immune and digestive systems just aren't able to handle the surface food...and may I say. I don't think we're missing much..." He gave a light chuckle at his own joke.
“I should’ve realized we wouldn’t really be used to it, but come on, you have no curiosity at all towards the food? “ Rick remarked.
“Oh...I forgot," He said, clasping his hands together, "The rest of the phrase. Sorry...I don't get to interact with well...anyone...from back home much anymore. Not in person anyway." He sat up and spoke the next words very carefully, perhaps even reverently, "Redefined....Mankind Redefined," He offered his hand, "Dr. Arthur West, Bioscience Division."
Rick stood up and shook his hand, “I knew I recognized you from somewhere Dr West. My name’s Rick Noel, briefly worked under SR… prior to the incident…” Rick sat back down with his stomach feeling like it was beginning to settle. “Though I see point of avoiding food, we need to blend in after all while we are out here.”
Rick reached for his bag and pulled a bag with nutrient bars, paste and pills, “I mean, I was sent out on a long term scouting mission, I need to get used to food out here… can’t run back to the vault all the time. You must be needing some food supplies if you been travelling all over, I have plenty here take some.” He extended the bag to the doctor, offering some of the supplies he had.
Rick Noel - Salem Clinic
Rick just about finished puking his guts out, when he looked at the guard lady, "I am...I am not drunk alright... though admittedly i kind of look it right about now...seriously will you...will you fet... will you fetch the doc..." He felt another hurl coming, but nothing came out, he was running on empty, but it still hurt like hell.
The doctor appeared from a doorway and spoke from beside the guard, "What's wrong? Are you sick? Or is it venom?" He sputtered out, trying to get whatever information he could.
"Oh! You're...awake," She murmured, wondering how she hadn't notice he had walked up behind her. "He's sick, all right -- wait, did you say venom?" She looked at the patient, then back at the doctor. "He did just come from the direction of the water. Only poisonous wildlife ever documented were some advanced mirelurks, but if our friend here were running from one, it'd be in our sights by now. ...oh, dear," she sighed, moving her feet out of the way once more as the young man heaved into the bin. "Look, ahh, why don't you...bring that, yes, there you go," she cooed, placing the bin firmly into his hands, "and seat yourself just over here so the doc can get a look at you, hmm?" Frieda guided the man to the nearest chair.
"No... not venom...should've listened to Doct...Doctor Volkert," he replied as he took a seat, with the bin in his hand. "He told me not to eat irradiated food...now it's time to pay the piper." Rick turned to face the doctor, he cocked his head and narrowed his brow, the man before him seemed familiar. "Doctor do I know you from somewhere?" He leaned in closer to the doctor, unaware of the stench of his breath, and whispered in his ear, "Mankind"
Rick just about finished puking his guts out, when he looked at the guard lady, "I am...I am not drunk alright... though admittedly i kind of look it right about now...seriously will you...will you fet... will you fetch the doc..." He felt another hurl coming, but nothing came out, he was running on empty, but it still hurt like hell.
The doctor appeared from a doorway and spoke from beside the guard, "What's wrong? Are you sick? Or is it venom?" He sputtered out, trying to get whatever information he could.
"Oh! You're...awake," She murmured, wondering how she hadn't notice he had walked up behind her. "He's sick, all right -- wait, did you say venom?" She looked at the patient, then back at the doctor. "He did just come from the direction of the water. Only poisonous wildlife ever documented were some advanced mirelurks, but if our friend here were running from one, it'd be in our sights by now. ...oh, dear," she sighed, moving her feet out of the way once more as the young man heaved into the bin. "Look, ahh, why don't you...bring that, yes, there you go," she cooed, placing the bin firmly into his hands, "and seat yourself just over here so the doc can get a look at you, hmm?" Frieda guided the man to the nearest chair.
"No... not venom...should've listened to Doct...Doctor Volkert," he replied as he took a seat, with the bin in his hand. "He told me not to eat irradiated food...now it's time to pay the piper." Rick turned to face the doctor, he cocked his head and narrowed his brow, the man before him seemed familiar. "Doctor do I know you from somewhere?" He leaned in closer to the doctor, unaware of the stench of his breath, and whispered in his ear, "Mankind"
Rick Noel - Salem - Mid-Afternoon
"That wasn't Latin, Rick", Mary replied amusedly, "I've heard missionaries from the "Abbey of the Road" saying their prayers in Latin, and that sounded nothing like those two." she then added, "They are probably Tribals speaking some made up language."
*Some surface dwellers developed their own language? I find it hard to believe, they aren't that sophisticated, plus I dont remember seeing any reports of there being such a case. Then again there was much that their reports missed...like the intentions of the devil that destroyed the institute.* He looked at mary and shrugged his shoulder's, "That could be so."
He drank the last of his milk, and he felt stuffed. "Like I had said earlier, I don't really know much latin just a tad but, and mostly of scientific terms. Some of the scient... some of the people I know, knew a bit for their resea...studies. You know wanting to understand the old world and make sure its secrets werent fully lost."
"Are you just visiting Salem", Mary asked, "or are you planning to stay? If you like, you can stay here for a few days...it's the least I can do for helping me with those robots."
"That'll be lovely, I thank you. Wasn't sure if the was a guesthouse or Inn in town for me to stay at." Rick replied, however as soon as he said that he could feel his stomach turn in all directions. It felt as if someone had punched him in the gut with their fool might. Rick maintained his composure in front of Mary. He had been warned prior to leaving, not to eat food. Of course he didn't listen.
Rick stood up excusing himself from table, "SInce I'm...Since I'm going to be staying here...perhaps I should check out the town." Rick left her house for a bit, and felt the strength leaving his body as it fought the food he had just eaten. He walked up the road past a church and some houses, he was by some cliffs, he looked around to make sure no one was around. He leaned over the edge and puked his guts out, and it seemed he was never going to stop.
After a bit he sat on the ground from exhaustion. He felt he couldn't puke anymore. he looked over to his side and saw an older man looking at him, "Son, you need a doctor. GEt on over to the church, doctor is there. I'd take you myself, but I don't want barf on me."
Rick nodded and he gather what strength he had and made his way over to the church. He clutched his stomach with one hand, and wiped sweat with another. he threw up again, next to the church. He wasn't sure how he was puking so much, his stomach was almost empty now, and gastric acid was making its way out.
He walked up to the church and there was a woman wielding some scissors there, "Please get me the doctor...I need him quick..." He saw a bin by the door, and threw up again, feeling the burning gastric acid.
"That wasn't Latin, Rick", Mary replied amusedly, "I've heard missionaries from the "Abbey of the Road" saying their prayers in Latin, and that sounded nothing like those two." she then added, "They are probably Tribals speaking some made up language."
*Some surface dwellers developed their own language? I find it hard to believe, they aren't that sophisticated, plus I dont remember seeing any reports of there being such a case. Then again there was much that their reports missed...like the intentions of the devil that destroyed the institute.* He looked at mary and shrugged his shoulder's, "That could be so."
He drank the last of his milk, and he felt stuffed. "Like I had said earlier, I don't really know much latin just a tad but, and mostly of scientific terms. Some of the scient... some of the people I know, knew a bit for their resea...studies. You know wanting to understand the old world and make sure its secrets werent fully lost."
"Are you just visiting Salem", Mary asked, "or are you planning to stay? If you like, you can stay here for a few days...it's the least I can do for helping me with those robots."
"That'll be lovely, I thank you. Wasn't sure if the was a guesthouse or Inn in town for me to stay at." Rick replied, however as soon as he said that he could feel his stomach turn in all directions. It felt as if someone had punched him in the gut with their fool might. Rick maintained his composure in front of Mary. He had been warned prior to leaving, not to eat food. Of course he didn't listen.
Rick stood up excusing himself from table, "SInce I'm...Since I'm going to be staying here...perhaps I should check out the town." Rick left her house for a bit, and felt the strength leaving his body as it fought the food he had just eaten. He walked up the road past a church and some houses, he was by some cliffs, he looked around to make sure no one was around. He leaned over the edge and puked his guts out, and it seemed he was never going to stop.
After a bit he sat on the ground from exhaustion. He felt he couldn't puke anymore. he looked over to his side and saw an older man looking at him, "Son, you need a doctor. GEt on over to the church, doctor is there. I'd take you myself, but I don't want barf on me."
Rick nodded and he gather what strength he had and made his way over to the church. He clutched his stomach with one hand, and wiped sweat with another. he threw up again, next to the church. He wasn't sure how he was puking so much, his stomach was almost empty now, and gastric acid was making its way out.
He walked up to the church and there was a woman wielding some scissors there, "Please get me the doctor...I need him quick..." He saw a bin by the door, and threw up again, feeling the burning gastric acid.
@Stitchesthats fine. Please don't feel rushed to post
@GrecJust posted, Ace "welcoming" Abel to town
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