New Vegas: Blood Ties

Jacob quickly moved to Tom's side as the latter crumpled up onto the floor. "Jesus man what did you do?" Jacob asked, and a look of mild amusement spread across his face as Tom addressed Evan despite the knights absence from the area. "He may not find it funny, but I do. C'mon, let's see if Pawnsy's got anything for poison." Jacob said as he offered his hand to Tom.
 
Pawnsy continued searching the rooms,so far he'd found a few empty syringes and inhalers which he could "sterilize" later. While searching he took a huff from his own inhaler of jet,this action seemed to be rewarded by him finding another inhaler full of jet "Lucky me" Pawnsy said in a faint voice. The ghoul wasn't interested in anything other than medical supplies,and anything hinting to the possibility of Bio-med gel,his search so far got him nothing but high.
 
Crandall shook his head to Jacod after Tom introduced himself but before he collapsed, "Its nothing really, I just haven't seen one that hasn't attacked first let alone follow orders from someone in a long time" He says with a tone of remembrance, thinking back to the beginning of his journey and home. Crandall had nodded his head to Tom at the greeting, before scavenging through what he could, only finding a few chems, could be useful in resupplying after he left this hell hole.

As Tom collapsed Crandall paused what he was doing to help Jacob carry Tom, if needed. "Whos Pawsny?"
 
Unarmed and weak from little to no food and water, Eric decided to stick with the toughest looking of the bunch, mainly the guy with armor and pre-war tech. The robot had a hard mean voice, not unlike some of NCRs drill seargents. If his memories were right, it was called a Mr. Gutsy and it could be a real mean son of a bitch.

'Hey if you don't mind telling me, whats your name?'
 
Mathias finally repaired the 10 mm to an almost decent state, picking up some ammo from the corpses, he stands up from the corner he was and decides to head back to the "cage" he spend the last days, repairing the gun had been a harder task than usual with the numbness of his hands but he realized he needed to walk to be able to do anything wot a damn, he holstered the repaired pistol in his pants pocket and the gun chassis with the leftover parts in his belt, Maybe it was useless as a gun, but a pistol whipping was still painful. He then walked over to one of the dead Fiends and broke off the horn from one of the Brahmin Helmets, and used to leather from their rudimentary armor to style himself a very basic "Horn Fist".
He remembered the others talking about taking out most of the fiends but he wasn't so sure about that. They had dog and a robot with them, he could probably find them if he followed their sound.
 
"Pawnsy's the ghoul with the medicine." Jacob responded, and threw one of Tom's arms around his shoulders with the intention of moving out into the hallway. What he hadn't taken into account was just how much his leg was hurt, and Tom's extra weight resulted in it deciding that it had had enough of this standing nonsense. Jacob fell forward, swearing loudly before he hit the floor with a dull thud. Jacob rolled over onto his back and sat up. "Goddamn dog." Jacob muttered and held his Pip-Boy to his mouth. "GU-DR get Pawnsy over here. Tom's been poisoned with something." Jacob growled to his wrist.

GU-DR recieved the orders from the radio and began to search for Pawnsy immediately. It found the ghoul taking a shot of Jet and floated over. "Sir, Colonel Jacob says that Tom's been poisoned, he needs your assistance right away."
 
Tom fully opened his eyes and noticed Evan wasn't there at all, he lightly chuckled, but it hurt his stomach too much, "Thanks...Jacob, mate", Jacob staggered over, and Tom's head smacked hard off of Jacob's shoulder, "Fuuuuuck..".
 
Carib came down to lower floors, the G3 rifle was slung across his back, "My keepsake." he said, "There were two upstairs. One died from Overdose of whatever poison he was sucking on. The female fiend got one in the head."

He looked at Tom,"What happened to you, Tom?"
 
No reply from the guy with a robot.

'Guess he doesn't need someone like me slowing em down'

Eric was fine with that. He was lucky these folks even bothered to save him and the other prisoners at all. While in the process of stealing a fiends pair of socks and shoes, he discovered some small throwing knives stuffed between the heel and sole. They were in a shitty state but a little sharpening would fix that.

"Well since you all saved my ass, the least I could do is to offer some backup. Anyone need a hand?'
 
James saw as people went about their business exploring, saving and what not. He needed to find his gun first and ask questions later. He began searching through draws and anything else he could find. After awhile of searching he came upon a drawer full of used meds. A drawer that would be easily overlooked. James carefully picked through the drawer and came upon one tin of mentats and the remains of his gun.

"Dammit, they tried to take it apart, this is gonna take forever to fix."

James gathered up what little remained of his things and popped a mentat and then heard a lot of noise and decided to check it out.
 
Tom's face was pressed hard against the concrete floor, "Awww, Carib mate that 'whisky' done me in good", he took a large intake of breath as the pain became more and more blunt.
 
Eric moved to where Tom and Jacob were and offered both a hand.

'I feel like a fucking third wheel around here. I can assist you with Tom and if you don't mind, can I tag along. I'm not in such a great shape either so travelling with a robot seems a nice and safe idea. I found some throwing knives and after some sharpening, I am sure I can make myself useful until I come across any type of firearm.'
 
(Hurr,damn you dead island and your fun Co-op!)

"Goddamn seems like that guy's always getting poisoned by something,next thing you know he'll want a cure for herpes,lead the way junk-o-tron 5000." Pawnsy follow the Mister Gutsy to find Tom being carried by Jacob and looking like shit "Tom tell me if there was anything specific about this poison,was it in a bottle? Did you get injected with it? Did you fuck it,what?" Pawnsy did have a few homebrew cures but half of them can kill you if they're for the wrong poison.
 
Tom looked up at Pawnsy, "Oh good, I dunno what it was, but it looked like whiskey, and it look", Tom groaned, "Unopened, I thought it was safe Pawnsy, the whiskey, it's in the rightenmost pouch on my belt, good luck with finding out what it is?".
 
Mathias went back to the cell, nobody was around, so he decided to go to the lower floors, if these people had been fighting Fiends to get there, maybe one of the FIend was using his rifle? his improvised weapons would only helphim defend from the most unprepared of foes, "I gotta stick with those guys, I am notgonna survive here without my Bike" mumbled Mathias to himself.
-"HEY GUYS!!! WHERE ARE YOU..... shit, not a good a idea"-
 
David was awoken by Mathias' shouting and decided to walk upstairs, trying to see what was wrong. He found Jacob and Pawnsy with Tom, who wasn't looking so good.
"Tom, what the fuck happened to you?"
He looked up to Pawnsy, and said,
"Is he ok? Why is he like this? I can't have been asleep for long, how did he end up like this?"
 
Brad sat down in a corner. The pup walked up and plopped down next to him, still chewing the brahmin horn. He decided to wait until Tom was cured to get back up.
 
"Hmm" Pawnsy grabbed the bottle and took a sip,swishing the liquid in his mouth before spitting it out. "I don't know exactly what it is,but let me test something." Pawsny hurried out to call for Midas,the Brahmin couldn't fit inside the main building but Pawnsy just needed him closer. He opened his footlocker of medical supplies and grabbed a bottle of yellowish white liquid,a strange looking fruit,and a gold coin. "Alright first the test." Pawsny took a match and struck it against it's box,he dropped it into the bottle causing the liquid to catch fire. "Well either it's really bad alcohol or it was a molotov in progress..." He ran out and carefully placed it away Midas "outside" Pawnsy arrived panting "Hopefully this place won't burn down until we're done looting it." He handed Tom the bottle of strange liquid "Drink this,then eat this." He held up the gold coin "Put this in your mouth if you feel like your dying,Legion said it's supposed to help your bribe god or something." Pawnsy backed away both to protect himself from any bodily reactions to the "Brahmin Piss Surprise" or from Tom's reaction when he finds out what he just drank.
 
OOC: Ok I'm back, barring more crap with work.

IC:

With little to do more than stand back and watch Crandall observed the ghoul's test and figured the stuff in bottle wasn't the best stuff to drink, even if he hadn't seen the reaction from the dude who had drank it. He shook his head as he moved to an old chair and sat down, waiting to see what would happen next.
 
Mathias went downstairs and found one of the men colapsed in the floor with a sickly face.
"Hey, was someone shot? are there still fiends around?" saked Mathias, quickly unholstering his repaired gun.
 
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