Fallout:Old World Furs

[Farewell]

*her cheeks burned red and she smiles* "um thanks.."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray leaned out farther, looking at the valley. "Huh...looks like...people down there. S-Should we...?" He turned around, and immediately clapped a paw over his mouth, looking between Gaia and the Ranger.

[Farewell]

*she was still blushing and sees ray* "w-what was that Ray..?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray shuttered, and pointed down at the canyon. Several humanoid figures shuffled past, carrying crosses. On each cross was another figure, writhing in pain. He pulled his legs up, and curled up in the dirt.

[Farewell]

*she looks at were her pointed then looks were he lays* "whats wrong with you...?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray covered his eyes, and spoke shakily. "T-There's people on those sticks...I-I can hear them...They're saying sad things..."

[Farewell]

"Look Ray.." *she kneels down* "your gonna have to grow strong because your going to see died furrs, dangerous creatures, and heck something could happen to you.. So you need to grow strong..." *she grabs his chin lifting his head* "please... For your mom..."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray looked into Gaia's face, for a few moments, before sniffing. He sat upright. "You're right. I need to be strong. A..A big boy...Just like she said."

[Farewell]

"Good" *she says in a soft quiet voice usually how she always sounds* "ok so let's go check from a closer perspective.. Shall we..?"

[tracyrocks18]

Is this still open?)

[Rayleonarde]

((Sure is, Tracy.))


Ray stood up, and ducked behind Gaia. "A-After you, miss."

[Farewell]

"Come.." *she informs to jacob and Ray and continues to walk*

[SadDubwool]

*A Few months later The Ranger establishes a army of Marked Men And Outcasts making a huge faction called "The Patriots"*

[Farewell]

*she looks at Jacob* "hey what was the thing you wanted to join?"

[Rayleonarde]

For the months that passed, Ray followed the Ranger and Gaia to New Vegas, where he parted with them. At that point he became a sort of gun-for-hire. He didn't shoot people, he did tasks that others thought were menial; courier jobs, fetch, et cetera. He heard the denizens talking of 'The Patriots', and wondered who they were. He just finished a courier run to Primm, and thought he'd investigate the Patriots. After a few days of walking, he found himself standing outside the Patriot compound. He stood in awe, waiting for someone to open the gate.