Remilia Vc: Hey Have U Heard Of This Place Called The Quarry Junction? Apparently There’s A Good Weapon

Eyebrows raise in one glimpse at the way the canine moves steadily forward in front of the now duo, quickly falling back into a blank slate as the weight of her armor shifts forward too. Diamond City: the Great Green Jewel as the nervous fucker on her pip boy proclaims, was where all outsiders seemed to shun away from, which usually meant that was the first place she needed to head towards.

"That's how things are everywhere. A two hour trip turns into two days in this -----" Gloved hands gesture towards the irradiated world around them. Six had seen it in every form; dust winds that covered flatlands for miles, virally infected creatures that crawl (she can't make out every animal that seemed to be combined with the beast), mountains hiding uranium secrets, people pretending to aid the unsuspecting while planning to eat them...

"There ain't nowhere without someone wanting to put your head on the end of a pole." And with lack of better words, she lets out a scoff.

""I'm from California. Way out west. I got bored and now I'm here." Two truths and a lie, though the Courier isn't ready to reveal all her cards yet. She knows the best lies are told with a sprinkle of truth. "Some folks were worried about people up and disappearing. Have you heard anything about that?"

nora relaxes visibly, comforted by the way the other treats dogmeat. would it be stupid to base her feelings on whether a person is good or bad based on how they treat her dog? in all honesty, nora's not so sure. she's learned by now that even the friendliest face could turn out to be a threat, but sometimes you have to take a leap of faith.

" alright, " she says, her voice firm but not unkind, " you can follow, but let's keep it side by side. " nora's not going to let anyone she doesn't know have her back, not until she can get a better read on this person. her armor, her stance, the way she carries herself ... there's a story there, one that nora is curious to unravel.

dogmeat seems to sense the change in the air as nora tilts her head in the direction of diamond city. always a few paces ahead of her, he begins to lead the way, sniffing the ground now and again as he does so. dogmeat's been with her ever since the first day she left the vault; he never leaves her side.

" diamond city's not far, " nora explains, adjusting her grip on her weapon as she starts walking. it's a relaxed stance, but she's still ready if anything were to happen. setting a steady pace, nora continues, " it's the things that jump out at you along the way that tend to make it a longer journey. "

there's a brief pause as nora turns to look at the courier, and then— " you're not from the commonwealth, are you? "

𝙰 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝙷𝙰𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚂𝙲𝙸𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙽𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙼𝙰𝙳𝙴 𝙰 𝙵𝚄𝙻𝙻 𝚁𝙴𝙲𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈… 𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝙰 𝙳𝙴𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚈 𝚂𝙴𝚁𝚅𝙸𝙲𝙴 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃 𝙾𝙽!

@couri6r: an exploration of beating the odds, of defying those odds stacked against you in the first place, and just knocking all the odds to shambles. religious exploration and redemption discovered within a wasteland. courier six as a liberator for the mojave; no gods no masters ending. ain't that a kick in the head?

natasha estera kisková. courier six of bethesda's fallout: new vegas. gambled on by tyler; 24, cst, she/her. established march 2024.

SOUNDTRACK. PINTEREST. AESTHETICS.

something something plot with me

𐑺 𖹭 ੭   𝅄   𝆬** YOU SLICED ME LOOSE AND SAID IT WAS CREATION, i could feel the knife. a private lone wanderer of bethesda's fallout 3. sacrificed by tyler. eighteen + and plotting preferred.

Leila Chatti, Angel

Angelina Jolie, 2000

i love her your honor

the empath in the room: *screaming and crying and throwing up* please…. someone make it stop

me in the corner thinking about stabbing and killing and maiming and death and descrtuction:

fallout 3 on steam sale yes i will snag + replay