The Capital Wasteland
Sep. 5th, 2009 09:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aaaaaaaagh_skyThe door from Milliways swings open on the blasting heat of the tail end of summer in the Wasteland. Dogmeat pads through first, leaning against the door to keep it open. It's part of the blackened, fragile remains of what was once the outer wall of a house. Crumbling concrete steps lead down from the door to a path that peters out almost immediately, the way ahead consumed long ago by the Waste.
"It still smells like smoke," Dogmeat whimpers. And he's right; there are still wisps of smoke rising from the scorch-edged crater up ahead.
"It still smells like smoke," Dogmeat whimpers. And he's right; there are still wisps of smoke rising from the scorch-edged crater up ahead.
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Date: 2009-09-09 02:39 am (UTC)"What. Happened."
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Date: 2009-09-09 02:42 am (UTC)"Aliens. Little green bastards."
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Date: 2009-09-09 02:45 am (UTC)"Dogmeat found his way into Milliways and was scared to death..." Tyler replies, uncapping a fresh water bottle and digging out a mealbar from his backpack.
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Date: 2009-09-09 02:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-09 02:58 am (UTC)"Here...you wanna find a Door to the Bar? There was a group of Talons looking around for you earlier."
"Korh?" ...That noise came from something black and gold and oh god it looks like a tiny Deathclaw.
"...friend, Winston."
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Date: 2009-09-09 03:03 am (UTC)She nods to the scattered items in front of good LORD what the DICKENS is that thing in the black and gold? Seriously, what?
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Date: 2009-09-09 03:05 am (UTC)Tyler is getting that emergency blanket of out his backpack. It'll do for a secondary backpack..and if that shocky rod thing he found earlier falls out...
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Date: 2009-09-09 03:15 am (UTC)"Huh. Where'd that come from? Were they down here?" she asks as she catches sight of the rod.
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Date: 2009-09-09 03:45 am (UTC)"Dogmeat, you found those glowing sticks before...think you could find and gather up the rest?"
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Date: 2009-09-09 03:51 am (UTC)"How long have you been here, Tyler?" she asks as they gather up the last of the silver guns. "I lost track of time up there."
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Date: 2009-09-09 03:53 am (UTC)Kids.
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Date: 2009-09-09 03:57 am (UTC)"I saw how loopy the people were in Canterbury. I'm never visiting your world ever without bringing my own fresh water supply."
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Date: 2009-09-09 03:59 am (UTC)With that she starts making her way out of the crater as best she can. It'll be slow going, but she should be able to manage. Everything that hurts is north of the parts that do the walking, at this point.
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Date: 2009-09-09 04:01 am (UTC)"What happened to your old stuff?"
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Date: 2009-09-09 04:08 am (UTC)"I'll replace the putty eggs."
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Date: 2009-09-09 04:19 am (UTC)Coincidentally, there were no aliens whatsoever anywhere at all anywhere on the cargo hold level of the ship when the humans investigated. Just a few odd greenish stains.
Okay, not coincidentally at all.
"Thank-" Ellen swallows, winces fiercely. "Thank you, Tyler. I'm sorry."
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Date: 2009-09-09 04:23 am (UTC)There were no mirrors on board the ship. She hasn't dared to think of what it might look like in there. Mostly she's grateful that whatever they did, she's still able to talk.
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