Fallout

[Farewell]

Living in New California she had never met legions only heard of them. It was a shame the fox had gave off a bad rep it was something she held onto "Hmhm" Zaida looking down at the canine studying her oncemore. She ignored the fox heading towards sanctuary she was easily annoyed and didn't want to grow angry Acts like a super mutant... she obviously wasn't a threat to her now, and the Vexū didn't care about her threats or stories. She had work to do and it needed to be done, Zaida wasn't planning to waste her time talking with a screwy fox with anger issues. Growing close to the sergal and coon as she did.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray shook his head, obviously impressed. He went for his notepad, the one thing he wrote his manic thoughts in, and went pale. I-It's not here...it was in...Ray suddenly shouted, and stared up at the sky, paws clenched over his eyes. "My other pack!"

[Jacob Hail]

"Where the **censor** you going scrap metal?" Vex called after Zaida, a wild grin still on her face. "Dont tell me the brotherhood is as big as a let down out here than it is in the west, because if so this region is **censor**!" Vex laughed, swing her sledge around in her hand. "You hear me? You are **censor** tin can, and the Legion will have your head on a spike."

[tangletail]

Greeeaaat… it seems her new companion was missing something dear to him. She gave him a raise of the brow and sighed softly to himself. She slowly shook her head before for looking back to him. “Tell you what…” She began. She was already starting to wander if she was going to regret the next line of words to come spilling out of her mouth.

Buuut… a posse couldn’t hurt. No matter how skilled he was. That is only if this guy is not the sort to shoot you in the arse by complete accident.

“I’m headin out to go hunt down a particular scavver. A real douche according to his wanted poster. You want your crap back, the only way you’re getting it is by chasing down the scavers. Since you and I are heading the same route, I’ll follow ya. But first…”

She then began to walk towards sactuary. “I got another bounty to turn in,” She hummed as she fished out her sunglasses once again and replaced them over her eyes.

She continued walking… until she came across the same fox from before. And it seems like she was causing trouble with some force of nature that she shouldn’t even be touching. Reeva would be wandering what caused the two to T off on each other in such a fashion... but the moment the boy began to spew out the typical legionare garbage pretty much told the story all together. It also confirmed the sergal's previous suspicion. Still... that fact wasn't necessarily her problem. Not unless that tribal started swinging at the wrong party. It was an interesting thought though... Reeva certainly was no sheriff, nor intended to be. But if violence breaks out, she might at least get on the BOS's good side. Jobs are hard to come by these days... and dealing with Good Neighbor frequently resulted in a thirst for change.

She sighed… and called out to the two. “Child… you’re facing a bull made of steel, and powered by nuclear fission. I reckon I don’t have to say this but when you mess with the bull, you get the horns.”

[Rayleonarde]

Ray looked on at the spectacle, sticking relatively close to Reeva. When he heard the shouting, the young raccoon's brow furrowed. "What was all that about? I've never heard of the 'Legion'. Some kind of Army group?" He looked to Reeva for answers, seeing as how she seemed to know what was going on.

[Naval]

  Mr Sammy was finally in the right direction due to some misguided people and awful attacks. But in the end our metal man made it to the new town and took a peak around all it has to offer. Not to suprised by the noise and racket..but something did ring in his head. But he'll save that for later as he watched many of the folk. It stuck him odd that even when all Gos to ruin. And most Poeple have been driven mad, somehow this is doing rather well..but where's the ghouls? The raiders? Hmm it seemed as if something was off..but he shrugged it off and looked around to see if anyone would like to engage with small talk.

[Farewell]

Zaida stopped and shook her head "More threats?..." She snarled slightly under her helmet and growled " I'd like to see you try fox maybe you've killed other members but I assure you, you won't stand a chance... I've never met the legions before only heard of them, however if this is how they act? Hmp They must not be very smart." she simply said with a huff. Walking past the sergal and coon, giving glance at the two Boeing her head lightly as a greeting before heading into sanctuary to trade. Many anthro's looked over at the BOS paladin, some whispering. The Vexū looked around the town for a bit before finding the armor stand.

[Jacob Hail]

"Count your blessing profligate that you have not met the Legion, for you would probably not be standing. But believe me, you will." Vex replied, more calmly this time as she watched Zaida go, shaking her head. She almost didnt notice Reeva infront of her. "Steel and fission do not scare me." She spat. "Because with out that armor what is she? Nothing. Without my armor I am still a dog of Denver, and I will rip her throat from her body with my teeth." Vex looked the Sergal up and down before placing her bandana over her muzzle again, her anger starting to recede. "Now out of my way, I have a mission to complete." With that the Legionary pushed past Reeve and started toward Sanctuary hills, approaching the front gate.

[PossumDeMort]

Ted watched each come into the town, from crying  girl to a couple  of armored up hot heads and a tin can searching  for something.

He took a drag from a stale cigarette, nobody seemed to be in a particularly  good  mood and the armored  anthros seemed ready to explode if anyone  so much as farted...

His hand holding  the cig twitched  along with a foot sending the cig to the dirt, brushing  it off he stuck it back to his lips and decided  today was a day not to say anything in case of getting  a  bullet to the face.

He leaned  back against  the scrap pile and rested his eyes.

[Naval]

  I sighed as I could tell that not many anthros didn't seem to be in the mood to talk but suddenly out of the corner of my left eye I saw a new one come in and decide it might be worth it to try sparking up a chat but before I could move. I moved over the sand and stopping thinking and rehearing what I might say. Until I got it down and hovered over to help change my first wasteland student. "Excuse mister, I'm Mr Sammy. and not to break your nap. But would it be to much of a hassle to spark a conversation?" I asked with my arms lowered.

[Farewell]

She rolled her eyes. Nothing? Please.... at the armor stand she took off her armor Zaida stepped out. Brushing herself off and her black officer uniform. She looked around as she closed the power armor, studying this town. Taking out the fusion core and tossed it since it was only at 5% left. The Vexū walked passed the anthros and a few bots approaching the wolf at the stand beginning to sell items she didn't need.

[PossumDeMort]

Ted looked up, why me? he thought...

"Listen tin man unless we are gonna do business i got no need to chat, so move along..."

[tangletail]

“Romanes eunt domus,” The Sergal muttered softly to herself as the overly enthusiastic Legionare began to stalk away. She turned back around to look to her new companion. “Legionares. A group of tribals that caused a ruckess in way yonder to the west.”

[Naval]

  Mr Sammy sighed as he hoped for a much nicer response, but that ok. So he waved and went on away as looked at some of the power armored furs and went to what might be the towns task board. Searching for anything of interest he groaned as all was, kill this, steal that, destroy it. It was a shame. But I can't give up on the hummaity just yet.

[Jacob Hail]

The guards gave Vex glares and dirty looks, but let her in anyway, the vixen walking past them without a word. She glanced around the old world neighborhood which was now a settlement, catching the looks of a few passers-bys. She noticed the BoS members suit at the armor rack and couldnt help but give a small grin. "All out of your shell." She mumbled, before walking to the side of the street and kneeling down, taking off her backpack to sort through its contents. Moments later she had a journal in her hand and began to jot down a scouting log.