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Ok, this may have taken longer than expected because I've been a bit busy but here goes.
The above is an understatement. I apologise for the lateness of this post I just hope you enjoy it.
Jedziea returned to her tent. She could swear she heard something and saw the tent move slightly. Only slightly but she knew that there was something in there. She decided to risk it. She drew her small plasma pistol and burst in.
A helmetless and laughing Fang confronted her as she entered. A smile came over her face as she realised what had happened. Fang stood up and walked over to her. He patted her on the back and then exited the tent. He walked over to where Goris was still sitting. He joined him.
"Hey Goris," He said.
Goris looked round emotionlessly "So you're still with us?" He asked.
"Indeed I am." Fang replied.
"The where did you go?"
"I was there all the time," Said Fang "in the tent. I used my stealth."
"Most amazing," Goris replied to Fang's explanation
"What?" This made Fang ask
"You have displayed no sign of "playfulness" while we were in the vault, before the others knew you."
"I have my secrets Goris." Fang told him.
"You were acting more "Human" I was not sure that you enjoyed or would even participate in such human things as "Playing" or "Joking". In fact I could swear that I had not once seen a smile on your face until you met Jedziea and the others."
"You'd probably be right," Fang answered.
"I do not really understand this human things and I thought you didn't either. Although if you did you must have kept very secret about it. Or is there something else?" Goris questioned "About Cala perhaps."
"I don't think I want to answer your question," Fang told him. "So you up for a visit to that deathclaw tribe?"
"Good," He said, "I would like to finally see if they are alive."
"Let's move then!" Fang said walking over to Jedziea "You wanna come with me and Goris to the deathclaw cave?" He asked her
A look came over her face that instantly informed them that she was in. She disappeared into her tent closely followed by Fang. The two of them began to pack their equipment, Fang was soon finished, as he preferred to keep his stuff on himself. Jedziea kept her stuff out in boxes and containers. Fang then began to help his new friend efficiently put her stuff away.
"So do you find this stuff hard to carry or are you just really strong?" Fang asked her
"Well my guys help a bit but they have their own stuff to carry. How about you."
"I usually keep it in the Phoenix, when it's with me, other times I load it into the old Grey Skull Highwaymen we have. Some times I call it a highwaymen but they seem to be getting quite popular recently, I mean this one is different." Fang explained
"How so?" Jedziea asked
"Well to start with Grey Skull is metallic silver with a white skull painted on front,"
"AND…?"
"Well it has an ion stream cannon mounted on top,"
"Go on…"
"Well it has some extra suspension and anti-grav plates. It eats up solar fuel, has an unlimited carry weight can fly over the sea and has loads of room for passengers and luggage."
A look suddenly came over Fang's face as the two of them finished the packing and exited the tent
"So who's gonna head to San Fran for your guys?" Fang asked
"How long do you think this cave will divert us for," she asked Fang in her professional voice
"Well a week or more," Fang said.
"Well we need send no one then,"
The two soon finished packing the tent into Jedziea's pack. The two of them handed all their use less but still valuable junk to the rest of the party to carry. The two of them sorted out their own personal inventories for the journey ahead after seemingly deciding to pass the stuff they packed up ready into carrying packs to the others in the group. Fang looked over his own weapons, He was considerably rich in this sort of equipment. He had his trusty Ion Cannon, his favourite use Turbo Plasma Rifle, Also there was his solar pistol and his Angel Flamer.
He thought over his weapons. He remembered the strange ancient museum replica of the brotherhood where the Blaster was. He also remembered his squad the "Angels of Fire". This was the reasoning for the name Phoenix given to his vertibird. Also this was the reason he carried the Angel Flamer. His weapons were quite amazing especially the ion cannon. He remembered seeing a satellite plan that was no doubt still in space with one of these cannons that had blown entire cities apart on a concentrate wide spread but still linear blast of blue energy. This was his favourite weapon for those "tough" Situation when nothing else was available although it eats up a lot of "Ion particles" Which are the ammo. The Ions are small atoms that are pressed into an enclosed space in the weapon. The ions continuously pumped while also super charged by the maker of the ammo making this an incredibly destructive device. When they mix together they create a white part in the stream giving it the concentration. Even a single particle could kill a person with ease.
Jedziea had nothing much to do with her limited weapons. She strapped her vindicator around her back, her gauss rifle in hand and a solar pistol in a holster. She was soon watching Fang with his concentration on his weapons. Fang suddenly decided to pick them all off of the wasteland floor on that now brightening wasteland morning. Fang had his cannon on his back with the rifle in hand, Blaster in holster and flamer in pack. The rare silence of the early morning was disturbed when Marcus approached and informs Jedziea that they were totally packed. She just nodded stood and walked in the direction Fang had earlier pointed. Fang turned his bearing presumably heading in the correct direction.
The storm was at its worst point, Cassidy, Vic and Lenny were drawn back by its supreme power. Even Marcus was fazed. Jedziea pressed on eagerly with determined strength. She now looked professional and unlike the girl Fang had first meet when they left the vault together. The two were already good friends. While the others were walking individually but still in a group formation Fang always took post beside his new friend. Her blond her was blown back. He average sized body looked a little larger today but then slightly dwarfed out by Fang standing next to her. She looked great in her power armour, without the helmet. Any other woman in possession of a helmet would probably have had it on at that particular time. But not playful little Jedziea, her blond hair was in usual position slightly moved by the storm but still there how it always was. Fang beside her also had his helmet off, it was rare to see him with it on at this point. His handsome face was revealed for the entire world to see. He liked many things among the wasteland, he liked romantically watching the sunset despite the argument that Brotherhood men have no time for this sort of thing. He also likes the harsh storms of the wasteland with the treacherous rain and powerful winds. This was the time that Fang was at his best. He loved this rain and even more importantly he had Jedziea to share this with, his new friend. The two of them were quite strange. It was quite coincidental that the two were so alike but in so many different ways. This may sound very odd but just trust me and you will soon find out. The storm lasted for some time. The group hoped the storm would subside before they set up camp but secretly Fang and Jedziea wanted the storm to stay. Eventually they decided they might as well stop there and sleep.
They set up their tents in what seemed to Fang like a standard formation, as it was exactly the same as last time he was there. They all hoped that the tents would hold the water. Fang decided he would let Jedziea into a little secret to annoy the group. They both knew that the old tents acquired from the Den and Klamath would definitely leak. That was when Fang revealed the plot of his little plan. He drew from his pack the equipment that was in his rucksack. They all knew that there must have been something more then his flamer in there because it looked so big. Fang revealed a few stims and some jet surprisingly. This was followed by several tent packages screwed up neatly and tightly. He pulled one out and set it onto the ground, Jedziea looked at the label it read "undercover tent" Fang set it up quickly and the two climbed inside. Jedziea shook her head, all the water going onto the floor of the tent. She lay down and smiled up at Fang. Fang smiled back down to her. He moved over to the back of the tent and hugged Jedziea. The two looked at each other in a friendly fashion. They could hear the constant dripping that the rain caused on the tent above. It sounded violent but only ran off onto the ground. Fang and Jedziea lay together looking into each other's eyes. Jedziea's eyes shone as Fang looked into them, fang's also had a similar glow. The two smiled at each other faintly laughing
"We won't be getting wet then?" Jedziea said.
"No not at all," Fang answered.
"This is actually quite romantic isn't it?" Jedziea asked Fang
"Indeed," Fang answered.
"We must be strange people to think this romantic I suppose," Jedziea stated. "I suppose you love the rain just as much as me?" She questioned
"Yes we must be weird." Fang said. He looked overhead and listened to the constant dripping.
"This is great," Whispered Jedziea. "This is what I love most about the wasteland, there hasn't been a good storm in ages," Jedziea said
"Say we don't have another thing in common do we?" Jedziea asked
"So you're up for a midnight stroll too then," Fang guessed correctly.
Jedziea got up first walking over to a crate Marcus dumped in their tent. She took out her old favourite armour.
"Shall I put mine on too?" Fang asked her
"Of course,"
"I haven't had an excuse to wear this for ages," fang said as he took his leather jacket out. It was just the old jacket that many used to wear in times gone by. Miraculously the same thought came to both their heads at once. They were thinking of the Vault Dweller first entering shady sands all those years ago. With his leather jacket and vault suit, With his tiny vault pistol and his few stim packs.
Soon the two were dressed in their old armours and were ready to leave their tent for a stroll. The two emerged from the tent hand in hand. They seemed not to have a care in the world as they strolled along silently.
"AHHHHHH," Jedziea sighed siting down on a spot by a cliff. Fang joined her.
"You ready to head back?" He asked her.
"I'm tired," She replied "let's sleep here."
Fang silently sat down on the cold earth next to her. They were completely unaware of the situation they could be in. The two weren't fully armed, Fang had his Blaster and Jedziea had hers as well. Fortunately both were stocked up a bit on ammo. Fang was beginning to wonder whether this midnight trip was such a good idea after all. He thought they should probably head back but he hadn't slept out in the open with a good friend before. It was a sort of tradition. Fang always found friends like Jedziea, they all had something in common. They used to all enjoy sleeping on the earth with no extra warmth. Maybe a blanket or two beneath them, or maybe a rug. They weren't exactly "sleeping together" in the loving sort of way just sleeping in close proximity.
The two of them slept peacefully for a while, they weren't cold despite the storm still raging over their heads. The rain faded slightly but still beat down on them. They woke in early morning the sun shining.
"I guess we're morning people," Jedziea said as she got up. Fang sat up from beside her.
"I guess so," Fang replied as he rose to his feet. The rain had stopped but it was still cold. The floor was wet with dew and the two were re-energised.
"Fancy another stroll?" Jedziea asked Fang.
Fang need not answer it was clear that he would automatically come with her, The two rose and strolled on hand in hand. Nothing much had happened recently to either of them so it was nice to act casually for a little while.
While the two were walking in the direction of the circle of tents a group watched from the nearby bushes. One emerged and aimed a weapon at Jedziea. He fired and his her knocking her to the ground. Another two made a run at her and pulled her away. Fang was almost unarmed and had very limited options. He drew his solar pistol and looked up as storm clouds began to return. He could not likely use that weapon for a while, and unluckily it was the only one he had on him. He prepared to charge towards the raiders. He decided he would risk it, he charged only to be met by several shots aimed at him. He still continued forward even without his power armour he seemed undamaged by the bullets.
He struck at the gun of the lead raider and the gun flew from his hand and onto the ground. Next he targeted another Raider. He was still under fire but a lot of the bullets were missing him. He attacked and knocked their weapons down. He grabbed a sword that one was holding and pulled it out of his hand with inhuman strength. His hand was cut violently by the sharp blade he pulled. As the weapon reached him he turned it and held the handle that was soon drenched in the blood from his hand. He cast the weapon into the gut of the nearest raider and then the next. The fight was soon over with Fang extremely hurt and the raiders dead or dying on the floor.
"Thanks," Jedziea whispered as she began to head back to camp.
"Sure anytime Cala," he whispered while bending down to retrieve the weapons the raiders had on their corpses.
"Are you okay?" Jedziea asked Fang "You probably should have taken a more sensible course of action rather than taking al those bullets."
"Anything for you," Fang whispered comically.
Jedziea replied "Your acting surprisingly like a boyfriend you know," She paused for a moment "Anyway we've only know each other for a little while yet you still risked yourself to save my life."
"It's what I do" Fang replied as they approached the camp.
TO BE CONTINUED
How do you like it?
Ohh and by the way I think the name "The Vault 13 incident" is a bit old now.
The next post will be called "the Assassin"
With each new chapter and maybe the end of the previous one a new atmosphere is supposed to be created. In fact I think two different atmospheres where created in this chapter.
I apoligise for anything wrong i just recently discvered i prepare this age ago. Now i am on the one ahead so i've forgotten what it's about myself
The above is an understatement. I apologise for the lateness of this post I just hope you enjoy it.
Jedziea returned to her tent. She could swear she heard something and saw the tent move slightly. Only slightly but she knew that there was something in there. She decided to risk it. She drew her small plasma pistol and burst in.
A helmetless and laughing Fang confronted her as she entered. A smile came over her face as she realised what had happened. Fang stood up and walked over to her. He patted her on the back and then exited the tent. He walked over to where Goris was still sitting. He joined him.
"Hey Goris," He said.
Goris looked round emotionlessly "So you're still with us?" He asked.
"Indeed I am." Fang replied.
"The where did you go?"
"I was there all the time," Said Fang "in the tent. I used my stealth."
"Most amazing," Goris replied to Fang's explanation
"What?" This made Fang ask
"You have displayed no sign of "playfulness" while we were in the vault, before the others knew you."
"I have my secrets Goris." Fang told him.
"You were acting more "Human" I was not sure that you enjoyed or would even participate in such human things as "Playing" or "Joking". In fact I could swear that I had not once seen a smile on your face until you met Jedziea and the others."
"You'd probably be right," Fang answered.
"I do not really understand this human things and I thought you didn't either. Although if you did you must have kept very secret about it. Or is there something else?" Goris questioned "About Cala perhaps."
"I don't think I want to answer your question," Fang told him. "So you up for a visit to that deathclaw tribe?"
"Good," He said, "I would like to finally see if they are alive."
"Let's move then!" Fang said walking over to Jedziea "You wanna come with me and Goris to the deathclaw cave?" He asked her
A look came over her face that instantly informed them that she was in. She disappeared into her tent closely followed by Fang. The two of them began to pack their equipment, Fang was soon finished, as he preferred to keep his stuff on himself. Jedziea kept her stuff out in boxes and containers. Fang then began to help his new friend efficiently put her stuff away.
"So do you find this stuff hard to carry or are you just really strong?" Fang asked her
"Well my guys help a bit but they have their own stuff to carry. How about you."
"I usually keep it in the Phoenix, when it's with me, other times I load it into the old Grey Skull Highwaymen we have. Some times I call it a highwaymen but they seem to be getting quite popular recently, I mean this one is different." Fang explained
"How so?" Jedziea asked
"Well to start with Grey Skull is metallic silver with a white skull painted on front,"
"AND…?"
"Well it has an ion stream cannon mounted on top,"
"Go on…"
"Well it has some extra suspension and anti-grav plates. It eats up solar fuel, has an unlimited carry weight can fly over the sea and has loads of room for passengers and luggage."
A look suddenly came over Fang's face as the two of them finished the packing and exited the tent
"So who's gonna head to San Fran for your guys?" Fang asked
"How long do you think this cave will divert us for," she asked Fang in her professional voice
"Well a week or more," Fang said.
"Well we need send no one then,"
The two soon finished packing the tent into Jedziea's pack. The two of them handed all their use less but still valuable junk to the rest of the party to carry. The two of them sorted out their own personal inventories for the journey ahead after seemingly deciding to pass the stuff they packed up ready into carrying packs to the others in the group. Fang looked over his own weapons, He was considerably rich in this sort of equipment. He had his trusty Ion Cannon, his favourite use Turbo Plasma Rifle, Also there was his solar pistol and his Angel Flamer.
He thought over his weapons. He remembered the strange ancient museum replica of the brotherhood where the Blaster was. He also remembered his squad the "Angels of Fire". This was the reasoning for the name Phoenix given to his vertibird. Also this was the reason he carried the Angel Flamer. His weapons were quite amazing especially the ion cannon. He remembered seeing a satellite plan that was no doubt still in space with one of these cannons that had blown entire cities apart on a concentrate wide spread but still linear blast of blue energy. This was his favourite weapon for those "tough" Situation when nothing else was available although it eats up a lot of "Ion particles" Which are the ammo. The Ions are small atoms that are pressed into an enclosed space in the weapon. The ions continuously pumped while also super charged by the maker of the ammo making this an incredibly destructive device. When they mix together they create a white part in the stream giving it the concentration. Even a single particle could kill a person with ease.
Jedziea had nothing much to do with her limited weapons. She strapped her vindicator around her back, her gauss rifle in hand and a solar pistol in a holster. She was soon watching Fang with his concentration on his weapons. Fang suddenly decided to pick them all off of the wasteland floor on that now brightening wasteland morning. Fang had his cannon on his back with the rifle in hand, Blaster in holster and flamer in pack. The rare silence of the early morning was disturbed when Marcus approached and informs Jedziea that they were totally packed. She just nodded stood and walked in the direction Fang had earlier pointed. Fang turned his bearing presumably heading in the correct direction.
The storm was at its worst point, Cassidy, Vic and Lenny were drawn back by its supreme power. Even Marcus was fazed. Jedziea pressed on eagerly with determined strength. She now looked professional and unlike the girl Fang had first meet when they left the vault together. The two were already good friends. While the others were walking individually but still in a group formation Fang always took post beside his new friend. Her blond her was blown back. He average sized body looked a little larger today but then slightly dwarfed out by Fang standing next to her. She looked great in her power armour, without the helmet. Any other woman in possession of a helmet would probably have had it on at that particular time. But not playful little Jedziea, her blond hair was in usual position slightly moved by the storm but still there how it always was. Fang beside her also had his helmet off, it was rare to see him with it on at this point. His handsome face was revealed for the entire world to see. He liked many things among the wasteland, he liked romantically watching the sunset despite the argument that Brotherhood men have no time for this sort of thing. He also likes the harsh storms of the wasteland with the treacherous rain and powerful winds. This was the time that Fang was at his best. He loved this rain and even more importantly he had Jedziea to share this with, his new friend. The two of them were quite strange. It was quite coincidental that the two were so alike but in so many different ways. This may sound very odd but just trust me and you will soon find out. The storm lasted for some time. The group hoped the storm would subside before they set up camp but secretly Fang and Jedziea wanted the storm to stay. Eventually they decided they might as well stop there and sleep.
They set up their tents in what seemed to Fang like a standard formation, as it was exactly the same as last time he was there. They all hoped that the tents would hold the water. Fang decided he would let Jedziea into a little secret to annoy the group. They both knew that the old tents acquired from the Den and Klamath would definitely leak. That was when Fang revealed the plot of his little plan. He drew from his pack the equipment that was in his rucksack. They all knew that there must have been something more then his flamer in there because it looked so big. Fang revealed a few stims and some jet surprisingly. This was followed by several tent packages screwed up neatly and tightly. He pulled one out and set it onto the ground, Jedziea looked at the label it read "undercover tent" Fang set it up quickly and the two climbed inside. Jedziea shook her head, all the water going onto the floor of the tent. She lay down and smiled up at Fang. Fang smiled back down to her. He moved over to the back of the tent and hugged Jedziea. The two looked at each other in a friendly fashion. They could hear the constant dripping that the rain caused on the tent above. It sounded violent but only ran off onto the ground. Fang and Jedziea lay together looking into each other's eyes. Jedziea's eyes shone as Fang looked into them, fang's also had a similar glow. The two smiled at each other faintly laughing
"We won't be getting wet then?" Jedziea said.
"No not at all," Fang answered.
"This is actually quite romantic isn't it?" Jedziea asked Fang
"Indeed," Fang answered.
"We must be strange people to think this romantic I suppose," Jedziea stated. "I suppose you love the rain just as much as me?" She questioned
"Yes we must be weird." Fang said. He looked overhead and listened to the constant dripping.
"This is great," Whispered Jedziea. "This is what I love most about the wasteland, there hasn't been a good storm in ages," Jedziea said
"Say we don't have another thing in common do we?" Jedziea asked
"So you're up for a midnight stroll too then," Fang guessed correctly.
Jedziea got up first walking over to a crate Marcus dumped in their tent. She took out her old favourite armour.
"Shall I put mine on too?" Fang asked her
"Of course,"
"I haven't had an excuse to wear this for ages," fang said as he took his leather jacket out. It was just the old jacket that many used to wear in times gone by. Miraculously the same thought came to both their heads at once. They were thinking of the Vault Dweller first entering shady sands all those years ago. With his leather jacket and vault suit, With his tiny vault pistol and his few stim packs.
Soon the two were dressed in their old armours and were ready to leave their tent for a stroll. The two emerged from the tent hand in hand. They seemed not to have a care in the world as they strolled along silently.
"AHHHHHH," Jedziea sighed siting down on a spot by a cliff. Fang joined her.
"You ready to head back?" He asked her.
"I'm tired," She replied "let's sleep here."
Fang silently sat down on the cold earth next to her. They were completely unaware of the situation they could be in. The two weren't fully armed, Fang had his Blaster and Jedziea had hers as well. Fortunately both were stocked up a bit on ammo. Fang was beginning to wonder whether this midnight trip was such a good idea after all. He thought they should probably head back but he hadn't slept out in the open with a good friend before. It was a sort of tradition. Fang always found friends like Jedziea, they all had something in common. They used to all enjoy sleeping on the earth with no extra warmth. Maybe a blanket or two beneath them, or maybe a rug. They weren't exactly "sleeping together" in the loving sort of way just sleeping in close proximity.
The two of them slept peacefully for a while, they weren't cold despite the storm still raging over their heads. The rain faded slightly but still beat down on them. They woke in early morning the sun shining.
"I guess we're morning people," Jedziea said as she got up. Fang sat up from beside her.
"I guess so," Fang replied as he rose to his feet. The rain had stopped but it was still cold. The floor was wet with dew and the two were re-energised.
"Fancy another stroll?" Jedziea asked Fang.
Fang need not answer it was clear that he would automatically come with her, The two rose and strolled on hand in hand. Nothing much had happened recently to either of them so it was nice to act casually for a little while.
While the two were walking in the direction of the circle of tents a group watched from the nearby bushes. One emerged and aimed a weapon at Jedziea. He fired and his her knocking her to the ground. Another two made a run at her and pulled her away. Fang was almost unarmed and had very limited options. He drew his solar pistol and looked up as storm clouds began to return. He could not likely use that weapon for a while, and unluckily it was the only one he had on him. He prepared to charge towards the raiders. He decided he would risk it, he charged only to be met by several shots aimed at him. He still continued forward even without his power armour he seemed undamaged by the bullets.
He struck at the gun of the lead raider and the gun flew from his hand and onto the ground. Next he targeted another Raider. He was still under fire but a lot of the bullets were missing him. He attacked and knocked their weapons down. He grabbed a sword that one was holding and pulled it out of his hand with inhuman strength. His hand was cut violently by the sharp blade he pulled. As the weapon reached him he turned it and held the handle that was soon drenched in the blood from his hand. He cast the weapon into the gut of the nearest raider and then the next. The fight was soon over with Fang extremely hurt and the raiders dead or dying on the floor.
"Thanks," Jedziea whispered as she began to head back to camp.
"Sure anytime Cala," he whispered while bending down to retrieve the weapons the raiders had on their corpses.
"Are you okay?" Jedziea asked Fang "You probably should have taken a more sensible course of action rather than taking al those bullets."
"Anything for you," Fang whispered comically.
Jedziea replied "Your acting surprisingly like a boyfriend you know," She paused for a moment "Anyway we've only know each other for a little while yet you still risked yourself to save my life."
"It's what I do" Fang replied as they approached the camp.
TO BE CONTINUED
How do you like it?
Ohh and by the way I think the name "The Vault 13 incident" is a bit old now.
The next post will be called "the Assassin"
With each new chapter and maybe the end of the previous one a new atmosphere is supposed to be created. In fact I think two different atmospheres where created in this chapter.
I apoligise for anything wrong i just recently discvered i prepare this age ago. Now i am on the one ahead so i've forgotten what it's about myself