Mojave Hellhole

Rob opened his eyes, Lupo was gone, Rob saw him take a seat next to a ghoul, Rob rubbed his eyes and began to wonder, who the hell would hire someone to protect me? And since he was hiding in a dumpster, somewhat scared him. Rob carried on drinking while Lupo had a chat with this ghoul.
 
Lupo had only went briefly downstairs until he appeared back upstairs with the ghoul. They hadn't talked about much except about plans, and that Lupo was protecting Rob. Lupo then invited Pawnsy over to the table, and in an hour the show would start. Lupo then called one of the girls over and started wooing her, she immediately smiled and her and Lupo went somewhere a bit private. In 10 minutes he was back, and he was shivering.
"That weren't no woman." Lupo said.
"Oh yeh? Haha! Thought you had eyes like an eagle." Rob replied.
"B-b-but, she, he.. Blaahh!" Lupo vomited up his lunch onto the clean floor. Tommy Torini called some assistants to clean up. Lupo then staggered back into his chair. Great! One drink and the mysterious sniper was drunk. Rob and Pawnsy smirked at each other as they thought they could get a horde of answers out of him.
 
Rob and Pawnsy spent the evening getting every detail out of Lupo, from A to Z, when it was halfway through the show, Rob had come up for a plan to kill both Lupo and Pawnsy, but it was normal for Rob to do so, in his experiences there wasn't a lot of people you could trust. Lupo still had a frown on his face from his encounter with a 'lady', Rob smiled at the thought of that, this Pawnsy character interested him, especially with his gold coins he had been bragging about, when it had gotten past 6:00 PM Rob decided he would move to the hard stuff.
 
Lupo had tried to keep his gob shut in info giving, but luckily for himself, Lupo had responded with mostly hiccups and blaaaahs. He only managed to mention his family life, of when he had his first wife, Laura and how she was killed by legionaries. But apart from that, straight answers were only muffles, as all the real info were stuck in the sane part of his brain. And he was having trouble with his helmet, as the vomit did come out the vent but a lot splattered on his lens, and his experience with the 'lady' just put him into a daydream, though his expressions weren't known, the way he shook explained it all. And if he wasn't drunk, perhaps his eyes could've seen the plans of his two new allies. Then he fell back on his chair, and moaned about 'deceiving' looks.
 
Rob ordered a bottle of whiskey and began to down it, he looked at his vomit covered friend who was mumbling something Rob couldn't give two-shits about, Rob wondered what he would do tomorrow, he would probably double as a mercenary or a caravan guard just for the adrenaline rush.
 
Lupo just sat, then all of a sudden; he jolted up straight and got some stimpaks out, then injected them into himself and then he went to the bathroom. When he came back, he was cleaned up and he spoke: "One drink doesn't do that to me. Someone drugged it!" He sat back down and stared at all of the occupants of the room, trying to find his culprit. The stimpaks must've gotten rid of the effects, as he seemed as normal as he was before. He spoke in his quiet voice again, and readied his deagle. He had snuck a holout weapon inside, and it seemed like he knew something bad would happen. "I'll be back soon." And he exited the room, leaving the other two baffled.
 
When Lupo said that he had his drink drugged Rob felt reluctant to finish his whiskey, when Lupo turned around to leave, Desert Eagle in hand, Rob said to him

"There are other ways of solving this without a bullet you know"

Under Lupo's helmet me rolled his eyes and exited the room, leaving the pair at the table with a gut feeling that it was going to end in bloodshed.
 
What were Lupo's intentions? Who was the culprit? What was he going to do? With a gun in hand, it means a bullet will fly. The show was just about to start, and Lupo hadn't returned. The Rad Pack Dancers were just going on. Then Billy Knight would appear, and a new appearance was to appear: The 'Lady'. Tommy Torini sat at the back with pride then muttered to himself; That Lady Man will be my joy and pride of tonight, she'll really get the crowd going." It looked as if tear were coming from his eye, out of joy. Now, it was showtime.
 
As the Rad Pack Song and Dance Revue began to start, Rob felt a strange sensation in his stomach, he then got a splitting headache, his whiskey had been drugged. Rob left the table while Pawnsy enjoyed the performance on stage, he rushed to the restroom and vomited in the sink, he reached for his chem pack on his belt and retrieved a Anti-Drug syringe which he injected into himself, Rob returned to the table with Pawnsy still enjoying the show.
 
Soon the Rad Pack was over, and Billy Knight came up and started his cheesy performance. It was good for the least part, and everyone enjoyed his comedy. When that was over, The Lady Man came on. She passed drinks to everyone, and she then gave the order for them to drink it down. She then started singing opera music, and everyone was pleased at first, until they started looking ill and their faces looked bad. They all fell to the floor and groaned and held their stomachs in pain, all while puking up. Rob and Pawnsy were the only ones who were safe. The 50 drinks hadn't been served as even Tommy Torini and the bartender keeled over in pain. Pawnsy was not indeed happy and Rob knew the whole audience had been drugged. The Lady Man was still singing until she coughed up blood and paused. She crippled to the floor and looked hurt. There was a bleeding hole in her left leg. She stood up again and fell with another wince. There was another hole in her right leg now. She had been shot twice, not killed but crippled so that she couldn't move. And at the back of the stage was Lupo, with his desert eagle in hand as he twirled it and sheathed it in his holster.
"It's over when the fat lady sings, then gets shot, and then is about to give us answers. Whatcha think Rob? Two bullets can solve this problem, and maybe a bit more, if she let's her lips loose." The Lady Man was groaning in pain, and looked angry too. Answers would be delivered very soon.
 
Rob whispered to Lupo with a taunting tone

"Technically it's not over since she's a he"

Lupo frowned over that comment, he pointed the gun to her head and silently said to her

"It would be a shame if I were to blow your brains out wouldn't it?"

The lady-man froze in fear.
 
"What's your name?" Lupo asked.
"Trina" Lady man answered.
"Good, now I won't have to get mixed over your gender. Erm, are you male or female on the basics?"
"I was female at first, but that asshole made change my sex! I had to! You see? I had--"
"Whoa whoa whoa! One at a time please. Who made you?"Lupo asked.
"Caesar. He used me as a spy! So I could get info about the casinos!"
"But Caesar already has other spies."
"Not for close info, I had to get close to his enemies to find secrets, which is why I drugged you all!"She replied.
"What's he planning?"
"Nothing I'll tell you! True To Casar!" She whipped around to punch Lupo, but the bullet had flown into her skull already.
"Crazy nationalists! Well, those answers were fairly good, but she's past her date." Lupo, just stared at the body and gace his respects.
 
"Lupo, you didn't have to kill her- him- fuck"

"It was necessary"

"Wait, I thought Caesar was dead, didn't the NCR say so?"

"Seems like they lied to us"

They all left the theatre at alerted the staff that there was 'Drinks Poisoning', Pawnsy left to his room, while Lupo was going to get himself one when Rob asked him a question

"Why would Caesar want information on the Casino's"

"I'm as clueless as you are"

And with that line done they both got themselves a room and slept.
 
Lupo's dreams were unpleasant ones. He couldn't stop thinking about Caesar's plans. Why did he want the casinos info? To attack New Vegas? Didn't he want Hoover Dam first? Or is he aiming for a different strategy? And why did he get a transexual to be a spy? He could've got a man and a woman spy for seduction. Only time would tell, and as Lupo slept, he dreamt of his past life, his wife, his parents. And his missing brother...
 
The mention of Caesar's Legion made memories of pain, torture, death came up in his dreams, then he started see something in the dream, a town, a familiar town, it looks as if its been raided and burned to the ground, but then he spotted something, it... it was him, this was his home town!

Rob jolted awake, it was 4:03 AM, he got dressed and went to the lobby, he needed to bring the news of the Legion spy to the NCR's attention, he strolled through the empty street toward the Lucky 38 now known as the NCR government building.
 
Lupo was awoken by strange noises, he thought it might've been a rat, but then again: giant rats made much more noise than that. No, this was the noise of someone trying to sneak around, then he heard a clang! Lupo ran out his room to spot a man taking Pawnsy out his room. Pawnsy had been knocked out (even though he was asleep), and this man was wearing an Omerta outfit. The strange Omerta glanced at Lupo and fleed the scene, leaving Pawnsy behind. Lupo gave chase and caught him outside at the fountain.
"No where to run now pal." Said Lupo as he unsheathed his deagle.
"No there isn't. Lord Caesar will have his truth brought!"
"What? Aren't you an Omerta?"
"You think Omertas have brains? We have Legionaries all over New Vegas. The strip, Freeside, and even Westside. We've been covering your movements, every step. We've infiltrated all the casino's and we're kidnapping profligates and degenerates in the hope of good slaves and recruits. We have a new serum which will alter the mind to corruption and full loyalty. And their loyalty shalst go to Caesar!" Exclaimed the legionary.
"Well, you failed capturing the ghoul, didn't you? And who's in charge of this scheme?" Asked Lupo.
"You think I was the only legion soldier to go after the rotting shame? Of course I wasn't, you left him in the hallway for another of my allies to pick the dead weight up. We're legion, not simple tribals. And Vulpes Inculta has overseered this whole plan to make sure it's perfect. I wouldn't call it a scheme, I'd call it the perfect strategy. You'll die very soon profligate!" Lupo didn't give a shit anymore, he got his trusty rifle out and blew the soldier's head off. He still wanted a name for his rifle, then looking at the dead legionary, he came up with one. "Requiscat, latin for rest. Nice one." Then he remembered about Pawnsy, and the danger he was in! He ran back to the room, but the ghoul was gone...
 
There was a loud bang back over where Rob had just left from, it didn't concern him as it was quite normal on the strip, when Rob arrived at the NCR Government building he was met by two well armed guards who had their weapons pointed directly at him

"What's your business here?"

"I have some vital information that ambassador would like to know"

"You think were going to let you in just like that?"

Rob whipped out a forged VIP NCR passport and showed it to them, and he went in, he took the elevator up to the top floor to find the ambassador annoyed that he had been waken up so early

"You better have a damn good reason for waking me up so early"

Rob pulled himself a chair and said

"It has come to my attention that Legion spies are in the Strip, and probably further"

"Got any proof?"

"I know you saw the commotion down at the Tops didn't you? A Legion spy had poisoned the whole audience's drinks, she...he was there to gather information of the all the Casino's, I advise that you take action against it by rooting out all the spies"

Rob left the ambassador shocked in his bedclothes, and took the elevator down and left the building, he and the ambassador had met more than once, and became somewhat 'friends'.
 
(Jesus that's a lot of movement for a drunk Pawnsy)

A disguised legionary paced in front of Pawnsy who was tied to a chair in one of their suites "Speak profligate, where did you get the knife and coins?" The disguised legionary held the silver knife to Pawnsy's throat,the ghoul stayed calm and smiled "Oooh that's a long story,sure you don't wanna hear about Orleans? Beatiful place you ought to go there,the radiation will melt a smile into your tribal face." The legionary backhanded Pawnsy in the face "We are legion,we have risen above tribals and NCR alike" Pawnsy clicked his tongue making a tsk tsk sound "You weren't even born yet were you? I passed through your tribe's village waaaaaay back,I think yours was the one where I spiked the water with psycho,maybe that's why your so damn aggressive." The legionary smacked him again leaving a small bruise on Pawnsy's face "I don't care about your life story just tell us where you got these items. Pawnsy sighed "I don't have that many legion coins,or at least as many as I should. Most of those coins are from the NCR." Pawnsy felt another blow,this time a punch to his stomach. "Your lying NCR using worthless paper for money it's a joke,even the troops in the mojave use caps." "Pawnsy shook his head to the side before spitting out some blood,he made a buzzer noise before answering "You were close but still wrong NCR used gold coins in my day,hell they had a whole town just seeping with gold then too,wonder what happened there..." His interrogator signaled another legionary who proceeded to dump Pawnsy's satchel onto a bed,the contents contained many drugs,some medical others recreational,Pawnsy licked his lips at a jet inhaler that fell out. "Tell me then how'd you get this knife? It's a centurion's." Pawnsy let out a loud laugh that echoed throughout the room "I got that off a dumbass centurion? Damn you legion are stupid,the idiot bought some old scripts of Julius Caesar for that knife,I told him it'd 'tell him of Caesar's ancestors' or some shit, and he believed me!!" Pawnsy continued laughing before the knife reached his throat again "Tell us where the gold is,or I will slit your throat this instant." Pawnsy kept laughing in the man's face. "If you kill me,how will you find the gold in the first place? hell I have 2 caches of the stuff,both in NCR territory,hope you boys have some forged IDs and passports!" The legionary searching through Pawnsy's stuff walked over and handed the interrogator a card "Seems you already have an ID for us to use" he held up a card with Pawnsy's face on it and the date 2260 printed on it,Pawnsy was unphased an chuckled "You are probably the dumbest tribals yet! unless you guys walk into a giant toaster you won't even look close to me"
 
Lupo felt depressed again, he was sad over the fact of failing to protect Pawnsy. Though it wasn't a mission, he felt like he had failed something. He took out a photograph from his pocket and looked at it while sighing. It showed a pic of his wife and parents, as well as his lost brother. What was his intentions? To find his brother? Still, he walked as the darkness shrouded the strip and chaos was evident to ears. Legionaries were starting their first attack, the attack of kidnapping. He could see them taking children and parents off into the distance, yet he could do nothing. Not anymore, he felt it had came: death seemed extremely close as pain rushed into him, and he felt cold as he stood there lifelessly, then collapsed onto the dusty floor as a horde of bullets had layed into him. And Vulpes Inculta kicked the cold body and walked past, with an assault carbine in hand and a few legionaries tailed him, spitting on Lupo whilst taking turns to kick him. Then Lupo layed, feeling the warmth of death, getting closer. He had no nerves to get his stimpaks, he couldn't. Was this the end? A shadow loomed over Lupo, a big one at that. And Lupo was sure this was the end, and that his quest would have failed....
 
Rob walked back into the Strip to find a lone figure in the middle of the empty street, he was on his knees looking at an old photo, Rob realised it was Lupo, as Rob got closer he heard Lupo mumbling to himself about his family and his helplessness to save them, Rob pitied him and walked past to the Tops, he was then greeted the Chairman at the front who still getting ready for today, Rob headed for his room to get some more rest. When he passed Pawnsy's room he heard the all too familiar 'Profligate' Legion insult, Rob opened the door ever so slightly and saw disguised Legion spies shouting at Pawnsy's face, Rob withdrew concealed knife and revolver and kicked open the door, he would pay for the damages on behalf of the spies.
 
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