Fallout:Old World Furs

[Ryan Naismith]

"Ah." He goes, pretty sure that he got it right "well, let's go see her! Maybe she has a robot that needs fixing!"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray and Jack started towards the new transmission, as Ray tried to contact the rest of the group.  He gave their rough coordinates, through a special code that the Couriers used to keep in touch. Ray hoped the others would receive it, and come with them.

[Ryan Naismith]

"I did some courier work once." Jack says, sighing  "Only once, though... Never got any good at it. Ya wanna hear the story?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray nodded, excitedly. "Yep!"

[Ryan Naismith]

"Ah." He says, getting into his storyteller frame of mind "well, I was resting at primm, and some dude comes up to me, asks me if I want some work. I say yes, an he hands me a package, saying deliver this to the Gomorrah, all fees will be paid for. I thought nothing of it at the time, so I start heading to the strip. Apparently it was an illegal shipment of weapons, and I got sent into Vegas jail for two years... I stopped couriering because there was... Too many shifty guys looking to transport...shifty stuff. So far, I've been a prospector. What about you?" He says, looking at ray "you have any stories you wanna tell?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray shrugged, and hitched his pack higher. "I...I remember one time, this...guy came up and handed me a small little box...and told me that I had to...umm...deliver it to, erm...some people...they looked like...like big people...they were very friendly...and they lived on a mountain! White stuff fell from the sky, and landed in piles. But...but they didn't know what to do...no one ever came up there. So they told me to do some things...and the green people and blue people got into a fight...one of the blue people...I don't remember her name...she held me close, and told me not to watch...after they stopped, the blue people walked away, and the green people looked sad, but happy.  I said I'd come back some day...and talk with them...they're really nice. Not like the people in the city."

[Ryan Naismith]

"Huh..." He said, confused "you... You went there, and they didn't shoot you?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray shrugged. "They thought about it...but Mister Jacob said I was different. Maybe 'cause I don't have a weapon. He was very nice."

[Ryan Naismith]

"Huh." Jack said, shrugging "you should take me there!" Jack had always wanted to see super mutants up close, without shooting at them first. "Of course, after we meet the nice lady!"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray nodded. "I'll have to tell the blue lady to tell him." Ray stopped, and shouted. "Gran'ma!?"

[Ryan Naismith]

"Uh..." Jack said "we're a while away from that place, probably. She won't hear you, most likely."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray called out again. "Gran'ma!? Where are you!?" After a few moments, thudding footsteps advance behind Ray and Jack. Ray turned, and smiled. "Gran'ma!"

[Ryan Naismith]

"Ah!" Jack goes, spinning around, his rifle pointed at the figure "who's there?"

[Rayleonarde]

Ray jumped and seemed to float, his arms wrapped around an unseen figure. He spun slowly, and another voice laughed along with him.

[Ryan Naismith]

"Who the..." Jack yells "who the... " he stands there a moment, utterly confused.