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((OOC: I posted a long while ago, and nobody replied to it.))

Dren ambled acrost empty streets, coming to an abandoned crossroad. Looking around he came to the realization that finding them was impossible unless he heard or saw some sign.

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The wastelander looked back at Dren pocketing the sack of caps. "What a strange man..." He muttered looking around to his surroundings to the bodies that were already dead. He sighed softly looking back to to the man as he started walking. "Hey!" he called to him. "You know where you going?" He asked watching the man leave. Soon the wastelander would leave as well heading out to scavenge for some items to survive longer, so he may see the day

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Caso whimpered as his body twitched a few times scrunching up his face a few times to the nightmares he had. Whimpering even more as he would images of other half breeds being killed. A little boy turning in to a scary bear, a man a strange weapon in hand. Caso would look all around him as the ground and trees twisted around to something that wasnt normal. He looked back up to see him standing next to the attacking Yao-Guai as the weapon spat out a red light. From which he saw the creature turn in to a pile of Ash. Caso would open his mouth, eyes wide with fear as he tried to scream out. Nothing didnt come. What disturbed the boy more was the fact this man laughed at his victory. The man twisted in to a black shadow creature, spewing red light to the boy's image. He reached up to cover his eyes and crouch down to hide himself. "Just a dream... just a dream.... just a dream" He whispered over and over as the darkness surrounded him. Breathing deeply at the cold stale air that seemed so real, he slowly uncovered his eyes, looking on to see himself within a cage. He reached up to hold one bar in each hand, cold to the touch with a sense of broken freedom. Snatched away from his very grasp, so far but never able to reach it. He let out a snarl, going on to cut the metal to escape but his ability to do that was gone. He opened his mouth to let out a cry for help. His lips quivered as he felt them move, to open but nothing came out, just like before. Armored men appearing form the darkness to poke and stab the boy from all sides. With metal poles that sent pain shooting from each place they got him with. Laughing at him.

Caso yelped waking up from his sleep crying out, before pressing his face against Rachael. "No!! no ... Dont let them take me momma" Panting heavily for a little while, as he calmed down in a short time, looking up at her. "...." Ears lowered from disappointment that it wasnt his mom who was holding him and that everything which has happened before was all real. "... sorry" he whispered looking over to Julian. "Did I sleep long?" he asked him.

Julian pointed at a shack built on a pretty big hill. "We're almost there. It's only about a quarter mile away." Julian said. "Then maybe we can get a good night's rest. When we get there, I'll set up some traps around in case someone, or something wants to come have a meal."

Rachael paused to look up at the small shack atop the nearby hill, resting at the top of a cliff that overlooked a great distance of land. It was a great spot and a good vantage point. She had seen it before, but had never actually explored it due to the rather long climb it took to reach the shack, but now she was kind of giddy with curiosity.

As they paused to get their bearings while Caso woke up the rest of the way, she shifted his weight in her arms a little, giving him a hug. Only too well did she understand having nightmares and she tried to sooth him, murmuring quiet words of comfort. Her focus was nearly complete enough that she didn't detect the danger right away, but caught the scent and perked her head up, looking around and making the others give her questioning looks.

Nostrils flared, she swivled her head, ignoring everyone as she tried to locate where the scent was coming from. Then, she saw them. "Damnit," she hissed, carefully setting Caso on the ground and pulling the M107 off her back to get a look through the scope. "We've got company," she warned the others as they turned to look in the same direction. To them, the distant shapes were hard to make out, but through her scope, she could make them out clearly. "Super Mutants, five, seven.. hell, a whole bunch of them," she said, grimly. They were shuffling about and it was hard for her to get an accurate count. "And they're heading this way, but I don't think they've seen us yet.. wind is blowing in our favour."

Looking to the others, she tried to not rumble her voice too much, but there was already a surge of adrenalin in her blood at the prospect of a fight. "I can probably pick a few off before they notice us, but there's at the very least a dozen of the damn things. They get closer and they will spot us, if they haven't picked up our trail already and are following us."

((OOC: SilverDea has given me permission to GM a little, and so, a possible epic fight scene!))