A hop, skip, and a jump over some tribal corpses later, and - yes, that is indeed a Pip-Boy.
"Hm," he says, crouching down, taking the dead dude's arm in his hand. "Gimme a sec-"
He's seen Ellen use her own often enough that going through the menus isn't quite second nature, but he doesn't look like he's got his dick stuck in his fly, either. It's pretty easy to get it to the local mapping function, and there's a yellow brick road leading from what looks like a passage into Zion to where they are now.
"They're not local color. Looks like they came from outside Zion. Doesn't say why."
A momentary glance upward lets him catch a twitch of motion ducking behind a distant rock.
"Hey! You!"
After a moment, a silhouette peeks out from behind it.
"Yeah, you, wiseass," he says, finger pointed. "Get out here - slowly."
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Date: 2015-10-27 04:21 am (UTC)A hop, skip, and a jump over some tribal corpses later, and - yes, that is indeed a Pip-Boy.
"Hm," he says, crouching down, taking the dead dude's arm in his hand. "Gimme a sec-"
He's seen Ellen use her own often enough that going through the menus isn't quite second nature, but he doesn't look like he's got his dick stuck in his fly, either. It's pretty easy to get it to the local mapping function, and there's a yellow brick road leading from what looks like a passage into Zion to where they are now.
"They're not local color. Looks like they came from outside Zion. Doesn't say why."
A momentary glance upward lets him catch a twitch of motion ducking behind a distant rock.
"Hey! You!"
After a moment, a silhouette peeks out from behind it.
"Yeah, you, wiseass," he says, finger pointed. "Get out here - slowly."