John

Mar. 14th, 2010 06:15 pm
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The door opens from Milliways onto the tumbletown ruins of what used to be an industrial area on the fringes of Arlington. The temperature is summertime-warm, the air dry; the last rains to pass through here are long since gone. Overhead, a scavenger bird or two circles, visible only to people who know what they're looking for. A breeze listlessly stirs the air, kicking up brief dust-devils along the shattered ruin of the local roads. Beyond that, the place is quiet in the way that only emptiness can bring.

"This is where I came in," Ellen says over her shoulder. "Like I mentioned the other day, it's about a day's travel to the Fort Bannister region from here. There's still some pre-war asphalt laid down here but pretty soon it all gives way to open sand and scrub. The nearest radiation source is a hundred yards northeast of here, and we're not going in that direction, so unless my Geiger counter goes off without warning we should be all right."

Re: Approaching the Fort

Date: 2010-03-18 02:33 am (UTC)
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"I think I'm good," Annabelle replies. "I've still got a few left over from my last visit."

Re: Approaching the Fort

Date: 2010-03-18 02:39 am (UTC)
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"I'll take a couple of anti-rads, just in case some bright boy on the other side has a nuka-grenade."

Re: Approaching the Fort

Date: 2010-03-18 02:43 am (UTC)
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The Spartan doesn't say anything. Drugs would just be filtered out by John's preternatural metabolism.

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