Vault 15! (Wastelands Chapter 3)

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Daniel seemed to hesitate at Zeke's question.

"Well, I dont remember some details as good as others. From what I recollect I was a Vault Tec systems guy. I went and fixed stuff when it broke. Then the world got broke, and I got broke. I dont really remember much of who I was before the bombs dropped, the brain rot stole most of those memories, though I remember some detals when I see things that remind me of them. I figure if I see an old Vault it might give the 'ol noggin a little reason to remember stuff, though ironicly enough I dont even remember what I want to remember.
The ghoul sat quietly for a second that finished.
"Though with my luck, it's proably something like remembering to pick up milk from the store.
 
Zeke felt a pang of guilt for Daniel.

"You know Daniel at one point in my travels I met a hermit who had been a doctor before the war specializing in cybernetics and tissue restoration. Possibly if you find him he could help, but I doubt he could be reached easily."
 
Rob had started to notice that children and inhabitants started to stear clear of him as they noticed the mark of the gunrunner on his clothes but he was used to it by now.Rob walked over the Caribe and Inne and took a seat.
 
"Old people tend to exaggerate, this land was never truly green or abundant, even in the olden days." Richard answered.

"Maybe, but it could hardly be worse than now." The Viper girl said.

"I'll grant you that. Up north where I come from, there is still quite some green left in the valleys. It's quite beautiful really, but equally dangerous..."

"What I wouldn't give to see how it was in the old days..."

"One should not get hung up on the past, or you'll end like me, traveling through the waste in search of a fata morgana."

The girl did not really know how to respond to that, but before she could express her curiosity, Richard noticed Inne coming out of the tent and walking towards Carib. Apparently the negotiations were over.

"I think I should head back to the camp..." Richard said, quite abruptly ending conversation with the girl.

Richard hurried back to the small village. Curiosity and uncertainty were eating him up inside. They needed information and a good plan if they were to come out on top against the raiders near Vault 15 and all help was welcome.
 
Sam was busy toying with one of the combat knives, playing a dangerous game of placing the blade between her splayed fingers on the wooden table to the wonderment of the children.

She looked at Richard. "Richie. Wanna play? I'll promise I won't miss." She gave a warm smile.
 
"Euhm, yeah, you can do it for me, hehe, but I'd never trust myself to do it." Richard replied with a smile and a wink.

"I'm afraid I'm a bit clumsy when it comes to knives you see." He added a bit uncertain.

He had some time to kill anyway. Apparently only Inne had come out, so he had to wait for Dwemer and Melvin.
 
OOC: Oh well, interesting posts!

IC:

You wish! Inne said to Carib. Then she sat by his side and smiled.

So, how was the meeting?

She shruged. Fine, I think we made a good deal for both sides.
Sounds great. But you have came out of the meeting first. Why?
Dwemer and Alex are still talking about male stuff and it got boring...
Talking about women, figured Carib. Inne was with that look in her green eyes that said men are all the same .
Well, maybe not all men. Carib was about to touch her hand when Dwemer and Alex came out of the house, laughing heartly.

All right, everybody, lets have some lunch. Alex said, and soon the food was on the table. The food was a bit primitive to those who used to live in vaults or in the BOS headquarters, but yet it was exquisite and had a pleasent spice.

All the vilage was there, eating, drinking and talking. Somehow they were not being so cold to the newcomers anymore, even though it could be felt by anyone of the group that it would take a while to be totally accepted by the vipers families as an ally. Not to blame, since life in the wastes was dangerous and the two groups have not know each other long.

OOC: Ok, continuing. Some players have not posted yet - this is their chance, too.
 
Carib chewed on some of the seasoned snake flesh. He didn't have to guess what it was, but the taste was like fried chicken. The kind they made back home, the ghettos of old LA.

"MMMM... Ryan was, right?" Carib said between a gracious mouthful of slow roasted snake flesh.

"Right about what?" Inne asked, she said with some meat stuffed in her cheek. Enjoying the meal and sneaking glances at Carib, and everytime he returned it, her face reddened and she turned away as if she were angry.

"It does taste like chicken." Carib said and then for a moment, just a moment, he could feel the cells in his body assimiliate the minute traces of snake venom in his system and develop antibodies towards toxins. Hmm, or maybe it was the damn good cooking.

Melvin smiled. "My grandma, said back in the hood they had lots of chicken. Hell, only seen them feathered fuckers back on holo-vids in the Vault. The Vault would think we're crazy to say we eaten snake. But if chicken tasted like that, I know why niggas were so crazy over that fried goodness." Melvin.

"Complements to the chef, Alex." Carib raised his mug. He may have been a gangster in his life, but it didn't mean the O'Reilly family were a bunch of animals.

Alex nodded. "Many thanks wanderer."

"When I come up here and youf olks don't jack my truck, I'll gladly bring over some Nuka Cola. I'm sure the rugrats here, would enjoy." The little children smiled.

Carib smiled back.
 
Zeke tore a large rib of meat from the roasted snake with what could only be described as a sickening crack. Lifting it to his nose he gave an appreciative sniff to the well prepared meal before he sank his teeth into it and began downing large mouthfulls. Moonshine flowed freely into Zeke, who was telling stories and jokes to a few gathered around him. Hearty laughs and cheers were abound for the entire meal, and when he was done he leaned back and patted his stomach with a grin of contentment.

Slwly picking himself up he ambled over to Alex and patted him on the shoulder. "You know what. You guys are damn fine in my books, and you throw one hell of a feast."

Alex smiled and accepted the compliment before Zeke took off to the campfire and layed down to go to sleep.
 
OOC: Okay I went for something a little differant if it is too differant let me know.

IC:
Vedpose decided to take a scroll through the camp to what the place was really like. It had already been given the label raider camp but it really looked more like a group of struggling farmers than a group of supposed raiders. It really reminded her of the villages around her hometown. Before long someone called out that it was time for dinner. Dinner in this camp would probably be something that she couldn’t handle or would ever think about eating but she went anyway. Of course she was right. Roasted snake was main course and the very sight of it made her quite nauseous. As she sat to just stay and politely respect the customs of the camp, one of the raiders took a plate slapped a big, slimy piece of snake flesh on it. The aroma of the once living being hit her nose like a punch to the kidneys and the effects of that odor were equally unpleasant.

She threw up almost without warning. Lucky for her she had turned around before the small amount of food and stomach acid in her belly spewed from her mouth. She was already late for this little get together making her a little uncomfortable but this had to take the cake. She left the meal with out a word.
 
Richard was far too well aware that this was a serious breach of protocol. These poor people prepare us a special feast, probably more than they eat in a whole week and then one of the guests literally pukes her guts out...

Most members of the group seemed embarrassed, not knowing what to do. The hosts seemed somewhat offended.

Richard did some quick thinking. In an attempt to break the tense atmosphere spoke up and said: "Congrats Zeke, you're going to be a father!"
 
""Congrats Zeke, you're going to be a father!""

At those words, Daniel broke out laughing.

"Ha, and I was worried it was me that made her puke."
 
The group bursted in laughter, and so did the hosts.
The jokes broke the tension that had filled the atmosphere moments ago.

Someone brought jars to the table, and Alex spoke:
Here is our home brewed beer to celebrate. Congrats, Zeke!

And so glasses were filled and drank. Inne reached out her hand to one of the glasses, then stoped and stood up.

Excuse me I will be right back... and walked away from the table.

She walked for about five minutes, still hearing the sounds of the celebration. The way she drank too much the other night was embarassing, she could see that. And she really did not want that to happen again.

OOC:
Ok keep on, its been very funny :) IN a couple of days, we will be leaving the raider camp/village.
 
Dwemer had eaten in quiet, contemplating his path. He caught a glimpse of Melvin who was flirting with a couple of Viper girls, passing around one of his funny smelling smokes. The others seemed to be enjoying themselves.

Negotiations had gone well. Dwemer had given what medical supplies they could, and Alex had been grateful.

Alex had given him a lot of information to consider. He had told them where the Rovers were. They had moved away from Shady Sands for now, setting up camp in an old town. They had been hitting one of the other Raiders, but Alex seemed convinced the Rovers would the Vipers and Shady Sands again.

They were raiding for people, perhaps slavers. But all the Vipers could find was that the slaves were being moved to Vault 15.

The Vipers had tried to find out what was going on in Vault 15 but each time they had been turned away. The Rovers had eyes in the hills and were watching. Dwemer glanced at the surrounding hillside. The Rovers were probably watching now. WHen the Vipers had approached, the Rovers had met them in force.

Nor could the Vipers strike with a significantly large force. They were too weak. If they tried to attack the Rovers the Vipers would risk many dead and leave their home vulnerable to a Rover strike.

There was only one thing for the Vipers to do, move. There was a valley to the North and East of Vault 15 where a mountain stream provided water enough to irrigate fields. The problem was that the Rovers maintained a small outpost on that hill, a stronghouse which they had converted into a fort.

If the Vipers could capture that fort they would be able to hold the valley from a defensible location. Their children, old and non-combatants would be secured. They could rebuild their homes and perhaps even trade with Shady Sands. The Vipers had been raiding for too long. They wanted to settle.

More importantly, from that location the Vipers would have to launch a strike against the Rovers. To allow the Rovers to stay would mean to remain vulnerable and expectant while the Rovers became stronger.

Thus the deal. Alex wanted the group to join a small Viper party to take out the Rover outpost and secure the valley. Then, when the Vipers had relocated to that site, the Vipers would join the group in an attack against the main Rover encampment.

Dwemer couldn't volunteer the party. It wasn't his call. But regardless of what the party choose, Dwemer had his plans as well.

He continued to eat quietly, when he felt a warm presence by his side, a leg brush against his, an arm wrap around him.

Roadrunner, sitting next to him. "You need not walk alone."

Dwemer smiled sadly, "Sometimes one has to walk alone, least the burdens become unbearable."

Roadrunner smiled. "You are being silly. You think the swallows are stones. Don't you know they can carry you?"

Her eyes so warm and deep. Before Dwemer could think about it, he kissed the girl tenderly.

When the kissed passed her eyes were still closed and she smiled, softly and peacefully. Dwemer felt a warm, soft feeling.

"I would hate to lose you." He said.

"You will not."

Later when the feast had ended, Dwemer called the others together and told them what had been discussed with Alex.
 
Sam got up and followed closely behind Vedpose. Looks liek Zeke was going to be a father. Hopw wonderful, life springs anew in the wastes.

"Ved, wait up." Sam called.
 
Zeke sat down later that night by Vedpose

"Are you really pregnant Ved? I know I didn't do it while conscious and I have yet to get shitfaced pasted around you so who was it?

Zeke waited for the answer.
 
OCC- Welsh here. I think Inne got the characters confused. No biggie. I am making the switch.

Inne pondered what Melvin said.
Ian was in danger, but in the Vipers were many more lives to save. Besides, if the Vipers could help the group, they would have a much better chance against the Roovers.

- So what say you, Inne? Are you coming with us, sister?
Melvin asked, looking in her eyes.

Hell yes, Melvin. Its a worthy cause, count me in.
- Thats my red sis!
He said, and with enthusiasmus huged her.
For a moment she did not know how to react, then she said:
Melvin?
- Yes?
Enough of that hug.
- Sorry. I was thinking, since peace and love must be saw in the wasteland, maybe the two of us could....
Her expression changed back into the stone hard stare that he saw when they first met, and he muttered - Maybe not... OK.

He let go. Inne looked at Vedpose: if she was really pregnant, they would need to know how long was she. Cause if its been a while, she would not be able to go with them in the mission.
Since she heard other people inquire the fellow about it, Inne waited for the answer.
 
Daniel heard Inne and the others discussing their course, and thought breifly.
" Hell, count me in too. Ive seen to much destruction allready, it'll be nice to fix something again."
When the group turned to look at him, Daniel noticed that while some still had looks of some disgust, they wernt qutie as suspicous of him.

He hoped.
 
Ved turned back the group that was following her

“What in the world are you guys talking about?”

The others stood there for second as Ved eyed them with some confusion.

Melvin who had been listening a little ways away chimed in the break the silence. “Yano bitch, when Zeke knocked your ass up.”

“No because Zeke has never been offered the opportunity to knock my ass up, dumb fuck. Now shut up and stay out this.” Ved’s harsh feelings towards that damned pervert Melvin were unwavering.

“So Zeke’s not the father? Then who is? Your last boyfriend?”

“Father? What the hell are you guys talking about?”

“Aren’t you pregnant?”

“Nnnoooo. Not unless my last girlfriend had some kind of special powers.”

“Girlfriend? You’re like that?”

“Listen, I like guys and girls and I’m not pregnant. End of story okay?”

“But you threw up a dinner.”

“Yes I did, but only because the food that was placed right in front of me with out warning disgusted me beyond all reason.”

“She’s a vegan.”

“Okay, fine now that is cleared up, have another little problem.”

“What would that be?”

“The vipers think you’re pregnant and Zeke is the father and that is probably the only reason they are still on good terms with us after your little incident.”

“So what? You expect me to act like I’m pregnant and like Zeke and I are some sort of sickening lovey dovey couple? Please, like that’s happening. No offense Zeke.”

“It’s fine.”

“Yeah, if you’re coming, you’re going to have to pull off something like that.”

“What? You’re joking, right?”

“No, I’m dead fucking serious.”

Vedpose looked at Zeke, and then back at the group and then down at the ground all the while think about what the hell to do. She wanted to stick around the group, plus she had to go to Vault 15 anyway since it seemed to be the best place to search for the answers she was seeking.

“Fine, if it will keep our relations with this tribe on good terms, I’ll do it.”

Now, she wondered what Zeke thought of the whole situation.
 
When the group dispersed and most went back in to continue the feast and enjoy the beer, Richard came outside to find Vedpose. After a while he found her with Sam sitting next to her.

"Uhm, Ved, I think I'm to blame for this whole situation, but negotiations like this are very delicate..." Richard said searching for an apology.

Ved seemed to ignore him, so he took stronger action.

"Ok, ok, I can understand you're pissed at me." Richard said whilst taking off his glasses. "Hit me, you'll feel better. The first one is for free."
 
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