The bar

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Zoe

Where'd That 6th Toe Come From?
"At last!" , said the tall, red haired woman as she walked into that small city that seemed lost in time. The small streets with small houses made her think of a very small-mind world, so that it would not be too advisable to enter that place. But she was tired, having walked so many miles in the desert since her radiaton-engined car broke down for the eleventh time. She had lost her partner - her brother at the BOS - in the last mission, even though she managed to successfuly complete the mission the lost of James was still a deep personal loss to her. And then the car broke down... But she managed to walk till that god-forsaken place of a town whose name she did not even know. She was thirsty, very thirsty, and a drink would be handy. So she stoped when saw an old woden place with a leterhead over the swinging door saying "Saloon".

Anna was wearing a brotherhood armor. That did help against intemperies, but was quite a tell tale... Unfortunatly she only thought about it when she already had stepped into the "salloon".

Most eyes in the room turned to her. Anna, non-chalantly, moved her gracious body of long legs and thin waiste, with self-conficence and attitude all the way to the barman and asked: "Give me your strongest drink!"

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ayaaa!

"Wow..." crovax thought to himself as he eyed the sparkling gem entering this festering pit of drunken hobos. "Nobody like her has ever been seen around this type of place. And she's brotherhood? Well, this oughta be interesting."
Crovax turned his head foward and downed his last shot of rotgut, trying to drown out all the memories past.

OOC: I'm relatively new to the boards, so I'm just learning the basics here. :D
 
Annah took her drink almost at once, then put the glass on the counter and said: "Do you know where I can find a good mechanic or car's spare parts around here?"

"It seemed unlikely, but we never know..." she thought.
 
"Ma'am, there is a mechanic not too far down the road from here. He lives in the junkyard. A pretty scrappy guy by the name of Derby."
Crovax was still hunched over in his seat at the bar, now just tilted his head over in her direction. He tongued the toothpick in his mouth to the side and squinted at her, waiting for a reply.
 
Thank you, she said to Crovax. Gosh I hate drunkards, but this one at least was useful!, she thought. And leaving some credits over the counter, she walked to the door.

But, before she left, two guys stood up and purposefully blocked her path.
"Hey cupcake, leaving so soon?"
They were way taller than her, and quite brutal in appearence. Scars, tattoos... Annah had seem many other man like them, had fought them many times. Wasteland scum. She sighed.
 
Crovax looked over his shoulder at Lenny and Bernard. Those two aren't worth their weight in brahmin shit. Every women that walks into this bar is just another walking vagina to them. Jeez, when will they grow up.
Crovax waved his hand over the bar, leaving two credits for his rotgut, and slowly stood up, his gauss rifle clinking aganist some metal straps in the leather armor he wore. Turning around, he cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled, "DEATHCLAWWWSSSSS!" Immediately the entire bar turned into a state of panic. Patrons turned over their tables, glasses shattered aganist the floor, the bartender ran to the front door and barricaded it shut before peering out the window, and Lenny and Bernard stumbled running hurriedly upstairs, eyes wide yelling curses to each other. The BOS sister was obviously bewildered, not knowing what the fuck was going on.

Crovax walked over to the back door and motioned toward the woman. "Come on, before Lenny and Bernard get wise. I'll explain everything on the way to Derby's place."

Crovax didn't like to cause too much trouble, and he knew Derby could use a customer, being as poor as he was.

"Let's go!"
 
"All right, let's get out of here!"
She said.
Annah and Crovax left quickly and as they were runing the dusty small streets, he asked:
"Why are you smiling?"
"did you see their faces when you yelled "Deathclaws? That was fun!"
"Yeah, it was!"

It was a small town, and so, it took just a few minutes for them to arrive at a small workshop. Written in the front, in not-so-straight letters, was "Derby's Place."

"Here we are", said Crovax.
But when they were about to enter, a blttle of rotgut came flying by the open door.
 
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