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Post's up, tried to make sure everyone should have something to comment on :p
Scrap hadn't moved three feet from the elevator when still more humans arrived. Lots of humans. Too many humans. All talking to him. Looking at him.

Scrap could feel the sack in his hands shaking, the voices in the bag wanting to be let out.
We will make the humans stop looking.
Let us blind them.
Let us hurt them, Scrap.


The voices rustled in the bag and made his arms tired. No!! Joolie will be mad! Haylee will be mad! Scrap is on him best behaviour, Scrap not listen to you! Scrap lashed back in his head and the Junk went quiet. Relieved but otherwise distracted, Scrap didn't notice until he heard the clack of a safety the tiny man had drawn a weapon.

"Ryuaaagh! No, Tiny Man!" Scrap bellowed as he crouched low and lifted the small assailant by the front of his uniform, shaking him until the firearm fell from his hands. "First you have grenade, now you have gun! These not toys!"

"Hey you, big and blue."
Scrap stopped shaking the man and looked toward the other humans.
"You can keep the grenade, but can you send down the boy? He agreed to let me beat him to death. Just push him over the railing, a'right?"

"Ruuahhgh, this your tiny human? You not teach him good, weapon is not toys!" Still holding the young man a few feet off the ground he moved his other hand to sit his enormous sack of junk on the ground beside him. Loosening the rope holding the sack together, Scrap rummaged through the bag and brought forth a matted teddy bear, one of its eyes missing but otherwise intact. Setting the soldier down, Scrap handed him the teddy bear and pointed to his handler sternly. "Huuaghh, you play with this. Now go there!"

Nearby a more rustic looking human seemed to be amused by the spectacle before him. "Huh. Didn' expect no Nigh'kin here. Gon' take a wil' guess an' say yo' here fo' wha'evah' dis job is, too?"

Turning from the boy, Scrap searched for the source of the strange sound. "Hyuugh. You talk funny. Where you from?" In the back of his mind, Julie chided his manners. "Ughhgh, sorry. Yes, Scrap here to work. Scrap is on best behaviour. Scrap here to build, will not destroy. You here to work too? What you do?"

Before Scrap could wait for an answer however, a figure appeared in the corner of his eye. Had it been there the whole time?

“I am Ra’tara of the Osweg people where may I find Mr. Tenpenny? …but you may call me Stalking Bear.”

Scrap was curious as to the new human. He didn't smell like the others, he was harder for Scrap to keep on his mental radar.

"Staw-Keeng." Scrap tried the word in his mouth. He knew the meaning but not how to say it. Another hunter. "You move like Nightkin. Ahh! You! You..haha! You Nightkin Kin! Ahh! Ahhah!" Scrap let loose a guttural laugh at his own joke, his eyes alight. "I like you. You have this." Rummaging through his still open pack, Scrap pulled forth a large molerat claw and presented it to the human.
Sorry for the hold up everyone, did stuff for my brother's birthday but I should be able to reply now. Reply to Del, Stalking Bear, Poe and toss Sabin out of a window, got it!
I wonder if this is what the Dragon felt before its soul was sucked into the Aurora.
ZeeKiwi said
Just throwing it out their, Pup and I so far IC have only told NPC people we are from the East. Havnt even mentioned the name Nyss or the Pitt. Just wanted to mention that no one should know about where we are from.


Sorry about that, an easy fix! I figured their pedigree was what got them residence in the Fort since the opening post was them using their medical tents though now that I know they're thieves as well, it makes much more sense they were Squatters :p

Though... It does give me an idea for a bit of interaction, Scrap is trained in recon and espionage; if they were in the Fort for any significant amount of time he'd have no doubt spied on them. What if Scrap learned the duo are there for their own nefarious purposes but since Nightkin are crazy anyway no one believes his ramblings of secret soldiers and double agents. It'd provide an interesting dynamic between the three.
Voltaire said
As opposed to Blade who is just always a blood thirsty psychopath. I'm gonna blow your minds one day and have him cry over a wilting flower or something.


Yeah yeah, if you had known him back in the day you'd understand. It's actually pretty upsetting, everyone I spent time setting up for the twist has disappeared and the ones here who understand the significance already know my secrets. feelsbadman.jpg
Thanks Soul, had to save something good for the sequel right? :p
ArcanicNeon said
I'm actually paranoid that Dallas won't be of any use to the group. I mean sure, he's NCR and he has a pip-boy but other than that he's practically not needed.


My Nightkin just stole BoomBoom's toy, I'm sure Dallas is gonna be needed in the impending temper tantrum just fine :p
Bit of a darker post, viewer discretion and all that.
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