Jasnsen stood guard, eyeing the two-headed cow thing strangely, sweeping the area with his UMP to check for threats as Zoey talked to the man she had called "Harith". Afdter about fifteen minutes of argument, she turned around, a bug grin on her face.

"Jansen catch!" Zoey shouted, tossing a metallic object at him. Jansen caught the item just before it hit the ground and examined it. It was a slightly-battered, but entirely functional H&K Holographic sight.

"You said you'd kill to have one? Now you can kill with one, Harith owed me. You might be suprised but weapon parts aren't hugely hard to come by. Some are, but all in allplenty of scavving goes on so alot are picked up." Zoey explained as Jansen affixed the sight to the upper sight rail of his UMP. Once he was dont, they started walking again.

"Hey Jansen. Sorry if I was bit harsh when we got out of the vault with the dogs and everything. It's just so dangrous out here you've got to be alert." Zoey apolagized. Not that she needed to, Jansen should have been prepared. He had charged himself with protecting the others, and he had blown it within forty seconds.

"T's okay. Your right, I should have been prepared." He replied, putting the matter to rest. The next time, he wouldnt make the same mistake.

"Hey, you looked pretty embaressed when I said Lydia was your girlfriend. Whats up with that?" Zoey confided in a hushed voice once Jansen, her, and Lydia had gotten a bit farther ahead of the other Vault dwellers, who had been clinging to the security guards in tight groups.

"Well....may be wierd out here, but the vaults have pretty strict rules, especially for security, since we're the ONLY ones who get fireams. I may not look it, but I'm a month away from 21, making me almost three years older than Lydia." Jansen explained. He guessed that such rules and concepts were almost unheard of out here in the rugged wasteland.

"She's only 17, and she has no parents. They died in a pipe break. If me and her were discovered to have a relationship, even if it isnt physical, it would be considered me taking advantage of her. The overseer hated me, he would mock me up as a rapist through lies and rumors and get me kicked off of security, or worse." He continued, hoping that Zoey understood his situation.

What in earth...
"Vault Dwellers?!?!"

A large group had just walked into Megaton, a mixture of ages, some security guards were there too. It interested me so I followed them through Megaton, hoping for a good story and hopefully have a good drink in the bar with them. Although these people could be in disguise, and try to trigger that bloody bomb.
Stop worrying! This place is much safer than where I originally was.
Yeah, I'm gonna say hi

I ran over to one of the groups and tapped a random person and said friendly, "Hey mate" I noticed on the uniform it read out 'Vault 34', the one that was beside Megaton.
I suddenly got excited, "Bloody hell! Your from the vault beside us! Man, I would have stayed to be honest it's no good out here."
The Dweller was looking around in amazement, "Uh... Yeah, but it's pretty cool you gotta say... We came outside because we needed uh.. this chip thing... Can you kind of leave me alone, I want to look around myself."
Shaking my head in disbelief I walked over to a vault security guard, he looked like he knew what was going on.
"Hey mate, nice meetin' ya, why is it you came to Megaton?"
I took out some whiskey and offered him some, "Want some? Name's Iain."

OOC:Ian, Nice for you to finnaly stasrt posting. I had thought you guys who signed up as megaton-ers had up and ignored this.

Jansen let the matter sit once they entered megaton, though he guessed that the ever-curious Zoey would probably bring it back up later. That towns walls were amazing, constructed entirely of rusted metal and abandoned machinery.

Once they entered the town, Jansen was further suprised when he saw the people. They weren't as health or clean as the vault dwellers, but they also didn't look as...weak. These men and women werre survivors, living day to day off of they're own sweat and blood.

Suddenly, a man approacched him, tapping him on the shoulder.

"Hey mate, nice meetin' ya, why is it you came to Megaton?" The man then dug a bottle of whiskey out of his clothing and offered it to him. "Want some? Name's Iain." Jansen realised it was a trade. Whiskey for words.

"Its a long story, but personally, I came up here because I wanted to be alive. The names Jansen, this heres Lydia, and that grouchy guy back theres name is Maric." Jansen replied, pointing out his companions for the man, and then taking the bottle from the man and taking a modest sip.

"The reason the Vaulters are here, is so they can repair some things in the vault that have malfunctioned, Bit I have the feeling that I'll probably be staying up here when they return to the underground." Jansen continued. He liked to talk, and the ma seemed like an okay guy.

"Walk and talk with us a bit, Eh'. I need some help figuring out how things work up here. I already have 'Stay alert.' and 'Carry a gun.' covered, but I'm still a little hazy as far as life goes. There has to be more to this than not getting killed."

Lydia waved awkwardly at the man who she had just been introduced to. She could barely see him as Jansen was in the way, but she could tell he was wearing a cowboy hat like they'd learned about in History. She'd felt uncomfortable when they'd been offered Whiskey, alcohol of any kind was strictly forbidden to minors in the vault. Jansen seemed fine about it though, so she calmed down. Lydia motioned for Jansen to stop guiding her.
"I'm fine, it's just a bit of a shock. All this fresh air, it's getting to my head. I'm feeling a little ill actually..." She could feel the blood draining from her face. Perhaps it was something in the air, or something she'd stood on?

Either way Lydia felt like throwing up. She was given a few concerned looks from some other Vault Dwellers but nobody had paid her much attention. She was not going to run back to the Vault doctor, not now, not ever.

Removed, I suppose.

OOC: I'm not even even gonna bother posting about leaving the vault, because we're already in [censored] Megaton.

IC: Maric just sat there and watched everyone talking, killing, and throwing things. He was to amazed by what he saw. He was told that the outside was awful, ugly, and depressing, but Maric had never been so speechless in his life. The sights, the sounds, the way it smelled. Everything was brand new. Like life had new meaning.

He followed the group down to a place called Megaton. They were talking to other people, and they didn't have a big yellow 34 on their outfits! What's new? But Maric knew he had to get control.

"Listen up, everyone. We have got to be more communicative. Let's let everyone talk before we go somewhere. Someone might have a good idea, or maybe Zoey has something to say about this place. Let's slow down a little bit, and admire the scenery. And Jansen, I understand you think you're in control, but if you don't stop disrepecting me, we're gonna have a problem." he said, not even taking a breath. Maric hated how Jansen was acting, and he guessed their personalities just clashed.

disregard

OOC:Well, this matter has been exagerrated. I wasnt "Demanding" anything, nd its far out of my guys charicter to tell maric anything. Plus, your dialogue confused me. Please abstain from char-cntrolling my dialogue. I dont mind others controlling some things, but I hate other people controlling my dialogue. Could you please give that post an edit to make it make more sense,as well? Then I can edit this into something coherent.

ok my bad wll change, and i didtn put any dialouge for jansen infact just disregard whle post

OC:

Name: Robert Miller

Nicknames: Fixer, Rob, Robby, he prefers Rob or Robby

six: Male

Age: 32

Race: Caucasian.

From: Megaton, he works security permimeters when he stays or if not he'll be out scouring the wastes or he drinks, or repairs in the town

Affiliation: the Wastelanders (people who live in the wastes) (lives in megaton)

General Look: green eyes, he stands at 5 ft 10, hes fit, brown hair, slicked back into a short pony tail, kinda reddish skin
tan, slight muscular build

Equipment: Wasteland Adventure Outfit (black leather pants, black leather vest, red long sleeve shirt) a revolver and a well-made hunting rifle

Other: a black bandanna he ties around his right arm, he carries a satchell of medicine, food and purified water, a map, compass and a mobile radio that goes onto his belt

Short Bio: Born and Raised in Megaton this man has been around the corner a few times, helps the sheriff here and there, Robert is a surpisingly good mechanic and fighter, he tinkers with guns, robots, booby traps, computers and anything that needs fixin, he also sells and carries parts for anything you'll need in the wastes.

it was Aproved!

IC: Outside the front of the Brass lantern, smokin cigarettes and sippin on Whiskey and nuka-colas, huffing and puffing his cigarettes, talking amongst themselves, Robet, Jericho, Billy Creel and Andy Stahl, chit chat about nonsense and visitors as the hot sun dried their bottles and sweat.

"Look all im sayin, you need to lighten up, sit back and give everyone who passes by a good ol' 'Megaton Greeting'"-Billy Creel
"Billy's got a point Jeri, can't scare the crap out of everyone who waltez into Megaton, Andy you know what im sayin?"-Robert
"Yeah, yeah i know, J, come on you scared the crap outta me when you first arrived here, but i think it worked on Mojiarity-"-Andy Stahl
"Look you guys can go [censored] em if you want, but im tellin you, these raiders are gettin smarter and smarter, they can look like a wastelander and walk in here and shoot everyone, call me paranoid, and Billy you need to shut your dang trap once and awhile"-Jericho

Argueing the four talking, llaughing and sharin drinks, Robert has always held up a tab at the Brass Lantern, never paying but he always used the 'oh i fixed that, i fixed this' routine to get out of it, laughter and horsing around till they see Vault Dwellers come into town.

"Speak of the devils, [censored] how come vault [censored]s come into town on this day... of all days, why i outta-" Jericho complains of the usuall
"Calm down Jericho, just some friendly vault dwellers, looks like they packin some serious heat, wouldn't wanna mess with em' jerich" Bill explaims to Jericho
"Heya lookie here, vault.... 34" Andy says to Robert
"How do you... ahh yeah, the big '34' patched on the blue jumpsuits, hey Billy, go give em the 'Proper Megaton greeting' and show Jericho how we do it, plus a 50 caps to bring me over the foxey ones, let me personally give them my greeting of coming to megaton, especially the two ladies, come on now Billy" he offers billy, but to think of it, it was the whiskey workin on Rob
"Alright alright, caps upfront first then ill bring the girls to you... becareful, the one with the pony tail looks like she wont take kindly yo you hahaha" Billy gets up grabbin the caps
"Give em this note to, k?" Robert says, "Ok... anything else your-" billy says but being interupted "just go alright" he yells.

Robert looking towards the vaulty bunch as he calls them, sees Billy walk over to the group and give them all a friendly 'Megaton Greeting'

"Hello Vault Travelers, Welcome to Megaton, anything you need just come find me... and heres a little something as a sign of welcome" Billy Creel says while holding a full bottle of Whiskey and Wine to the Vault Dwellers waitinf for a reply

OOC: sorry erandur things probally movd fast because of me



"Hey lydia watch out for creel here my advice just ignore him, robert's probally sent them down if you need me i'll be up at moriarty's" Zoey pointed to the saloon high up in Megaton

"Don't worry you'll get used to the fresh air soon" Zoey jogged down the hill past Jansen and also commented to him she'd be in moriarty's and also to stay away from the water around the bomb in the middle of town. It was only acouple of minutes to Moriarty's, considering she'd been busy she'd have to work out how she was going to take his money, somthing short and simple. Three card monty she just needed to make him think he'd win everytime.

Zoey entered the saloon and smiled at Gob she knew him well, without saying anything he slid a Nuka Cola her way, Zoey pulled three cards out of her jacket a king, jack and queen and placed a small pice of blue tac on on the counter and waited for Moriarty.

OCC: not posting still anyone posts


ICC:
As Robert got up to head for the crowd, Zoey walks past him, "Zoey aint gonna give me a hug?" he said, but completely ignoring him, looks at her and shes gone up to the Saloon, he seens a heavily armed Vault security guard, a vault person whos behind the guy, and a cute girl who caught his eye, he was thinkin, she be about 20 21 i presume he walks up to Creel whispering to him to get back.

"Hello there vault dwellers, im Robert Miller, you guys can Call me Rob." he looks and Maric and Jansen, then he looks at Lydia and goes infront of her with a very polite welcome pressence
"Hey there sweet thing, Im Robert, allow me to make your... aquaintence to Megaton" he says with a gentle calm in his voice as he is interested in her, grabbing her hand and giving it a kiss them taking a few steps back,. "And you guys are?" he said

Lydia pulled her hand away from the man and grimaced. "Uhh, hello... I'm uh, Lydia." She was afraid of him. He looked like the kind of man that would take advantage of you and come back for more. She wasn't taking any chances. "This is Jansen, my husband. He's a security guard so I suggest you back off before he hurts you." Lydia grabbed Jansen's hand quickly and tried to look as though they were a couple. Lydia dragged Jansen away from Rob and waited until he was out of earshot. "Sorry about that Jansen, I'm just a little afraid." She let go and the two walked in silence for a while, thinking.

Lydia pulled her hand away from the man and grimaced. "Uhh, hello... I'm uh, Lydia."

"This is Jansen, my husband. He's a security guard so I suggest you back off before he hurts you." Lydia grabbed Jansen's hand quickly and tried to look as though they were a couple. Lydia dragged Jansen away from Rob and waited until he was out of earshot.

Robert look in disgust, and says "Play hard to get eh? theres no way they could... or maybe", "I better back off" he says to himself, looks at Jansen and gives him a long stink-eye look,
Walkin' back to his buddies with the feeling of embarassment.

"Nice goin [censored]" Jericho says with a chuckle.
"Ahh dont worry about it Rob, theres alot of irradiated fish out there then this one, take that Zoey for example..." Billy says to Robert givin him a few pats on the back.

"You wouldnt believe Zoey, i tried on so many accounts to try my luck with her, you think ill find the right women, like im not the kind of guy who just have my way with women and not come back, or keep comin back for me, Eh Andy, remember Audrey, yeah she knew me well, infact she was the first woman to ever get me... i dont think Zoey or that sweet little thing Lyid or lydia would ever get me" he starts to sob

"Whoa whoa calm down man, the cute one just came into town, casnt expect her to magicly understand who you are at first site, give it time, spend time with that.. her husband and that other one, invite them to a guys night out at Megaton, few drinks, shoot some radroaches, become friends, and show them around, you know the wasteland better then Jericho and that Zoey maybe" Billy Said,

"Yeah, yeah we should do that, just me, Billy, Andy and that Jansen, no way in hell am i ever getting that other one, looks creepy, but nevermind, Andy, Billy lets go invite Mr. Husband to have a night with us!" he says while downing his Nuka-Cola with a sound of a burp then cocky attitude.

"Hey why the [censored] you aint inviting me to your guys night?" Jericho complains with his rudeness, "Cuz you scare the crap out of everyone!" Andy says with a chuckle
"Fine.. i dont wanna be apart of your girls night out" Jericho says, "Grab me a beer would you darlin'" he said.

The Trio walking to Jansen, looks of laughter and hope to they feel they could actually have fun tonight, Robert walks up to Jansen, grabs Jansen and says,

"Excuse me missy we gotta talk to your husband here for a second" Rob says while givin Lydia some caps,

"Jansen? right, me and my boys here were wonderin if we could have some drinks tonight, just us 4 guys, maybe show you around Megaton, have some beers, and shoot some radroaches" Rob generously offering,
"Come on Jansen, its gonna be fun, plus Rob here is a pretty good shot!" Billy says, "What do ya say?" Andy says.

Looking at Jansen, then Lydia, then looking at Jansen again

Maric watched Zoey walk to Moriarty's, and then listened in on the conversation Lydia had with this.... Robert fellow. Maric didn't like the vibe he was getting from Robert. Of course, he got this vibe all the time. In fact, he got this same vibe with Zoey, and now, he came to like her.

"Jansen? Right, me and my boys here were wonderin if we could have some drinks tonight, just us 4 guys, maybe show you around Megaton, have some beers, and shoot some radroaches" Robert said.

"Come on Jansen, its gonna be fun, plus Rob here is a pretty good shot!" Billy said, "What do ya say?" Andy butted in.

"I dunno about him," Maric said, "but you can count me in. Haven't had a beer since, well, we left the Vault." Maric could really care less if they wanted him to come or not. If Jansen was going, Maric knew he had to go. They might not be best friends, but he knew if they tried something funny, he would have Jansens back.

"I dunno about him," Maric said, "but you can count me in. Haven't had a beer since, well, we left the Vault." Maric could really care less if they wanted him to come or not. If Jansen was going, Maric knew he had to go.

Now it was 5 of them, sun was setting to set so the fun can begin, Robert walks up to Maric and hands him 23 caps and gives him a hand shake as a sign as Robert was sure they would become friends,

'Welcome to Magaton Maric, lets rock the night away..." he says, grabs Jensen walking up to the brass lanterns and orders extra stools for the table outside of the bar, Andy and Billy sit down while Robert lets Jensan take his stool and Maric take Jerichos, so Robert is leaning on the counter and orders a round of beers.

Robert handed Maric some caps. It's gonna take some getting use to here, with caps and all.... he thought, shrugging it off. "Thanks man. When I get some, I'll be sure to return the favor." he said, gesturing to Robert.

They sat down at the 'Brass Lantern. Robert ordered extra stools, and Maric gladly sat on one. It felt so much different than vault chairs. He quickly turned to Robert for another question.

"Hey Robert, is it ok if I call you Rob?" Maric asked. I guess this is the best conversation starter for now.... he thought. He waited for Roberts answer.

Zoey drank from the nuka cola and waited, finaly Moriarty turned up

"Hey Moriarty!" Zoey called over to him and like a lap dog he couldnt resist but walk over to Zoey

"and how can i help you little lady?" Zoey motioned to the cards, Zoey undid her jacket just a little more, Moriarty couldnt tak his eye's of her

"But it wouldnt be fun now without a little bet now would it? how about fifty caps to start? all you hav to do is find the lady" Moriarty nodded and as Zoey turned away to get her caps moriarty had done what she'd expected, he'd tacken the tiny bit of tack and attached it to the queen zoey turned back and the played she switched the cards fast, unless you had eye's like an eagle you would of never known unless your a cheat. As expected Moriarty got the queen he could tell due to the tack. Two hours later Moriarty had taken nearly two thousand caps of Zoey.

Zoey played the act pretnding like she wasnt meant to be loosing. she went to leave when she had one final proosition for him

"How about, if you win this next one, you get me for whatever you want if i win i get this place" Seeing as moriarty had won straight for two hours he was confident he'd win this one two and just to entice him a little bit more Zoey leant forward to tease him as to what he'll get if he wins. Moriarty never could resist th charm of a woman, as moriarty nodded to agree thy shook hands a still sober drinker in the bar acknowledged the deal so it couldnt be broken, Zoey swappd the cards round again and fast. When it came for Moriarty to ick the card he went, again for the card with the tack on it, Zoey smiled and turned the card, Moriarty had chosen the Jack not the Queen, Slieght of hand is about distraction, when She leant foward to 'tease' him that was the distraction, she then swapped the tac to another card simple and effective.

Zoey didnt feel very fufiled with that scam, it wasnt a challenge after Moriarty was out the way she handed the saloon's keys to Gob, not before emptying the safe of course eight thousand caps all in all, 'not bad' she thought. it was night now and Zoey didnt really know what to do next she just bought a Nuka Cola and leant over the railings looking at the night sky.

After seeing Lydias reaction to these guys, Jansen decided that he wasnt going to chance getting himself drunk. In the vault, it wasnt much of a worry, because alchohol was hard to come by, and only in small amounts, but he did want to get to know these bastards. Maybe they werent such..well, bastards.

Jansen walked over to Lydia and tapped her on the shoulder, flashing a grin. He couldnt say that he didnty like the way she held him when she was pretending he was her husband.

"Hey, I'm going to check these guys out, makle sure I wont hae to deal with them myself. Stick with Zoey and try to get your head clear and I'll see you later tonight, okay? And I know you know how to use that 10mm of yours." He gave her the slightest kiss on the cheek, trailing along the edge of her lip.

He didnt like to leave her there, but he didnt want to risk keeping him around those guys, either. He flashed another smile and was off, hoisting his UMP over his shoulder and meeting up with the the others, and Maric. The guy was a pain in the ass, but at least Jansen knew that he had his back.

He sat down at the brass lantern, ordering a shot of whiskey and sitting back in his seat, listening to Robert and marics conversation. The guys were okay, he supposed, but Jansen was wondering where the Scottish guy he had met earlier was, Ian, he remembered the name was. He had seemed like to okay sort.

"Thanks man. When I get some, I'll be sure to return the favor." he said, gesturing to Robert.

"No thats alright, keep the caps, dont have to pay me back, my treat to you... Maric? yeah my treat to you Maric!" he said nicely to Maric

They sat down at the 'Brass Lantern. Robert ordered extra stools, and Maric gladly sat on one. It felt so much different than vault chairs. He quickly turned to Robert for another question.

"Hey Robert, is it ok if I call you Rob?" Maric asked. I guess this is the best conversation starter for now.... he thought. He waited for Roberts answer

"Yeah you can call me Rob, or Robby dont matter to me none, just dont call me by my name if we ever go out to the wastes together!" he warned but with a kind gesture to Maric,

"hey Leo, get us all around of shots, whiskey and scotch!" Andy yelled, "Come on!" he yelled again

Robert gets his extra stool and sits between Jensan and Maric. "Here guys these next 5 rounds are on me!

Though they drank, laughed and shared jokes and stories, Billy and Andy were more interested in how life in the vault was instead of hearing combat stories, Andy and Billy asking questions like 'Hows life in the vault', 'How is it living undergroud' its all they said till Jansen and Maric answered, Robert turns to Jansen and asks him.
"So how long you and your Lydia been married? how does marriage work down in the vault?"

Then he turns to Maric and shrugs his shoulders against Marics with a sense of bugging him while he drank his alcohol.

"How you holding up in this town?

Lydia sat on a large dirty armchair that was made of some Sea-Green leathery material in the corner of Moriarty's. An ashtray with a burning cigarette was on the table next to her, surrounded by empty beer bottles. The "Saloon" was packed, people were talking and the occasional laugh could be heard. Lydia thought about how these people had coped, what they'd done to survive... and they were happy? She shook the bad thoughts out of her head and turned around to see a man in a sharp suit staring at her.
"Hello there, My name is Mister. Burke. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." His voice was deep and made Lydia shudder. His eyes were covered by dark sunglasses, but they looked like tunnels. She was hypnotised.
"I'm... I'm Lydia..." She said, nervously. Mister Burke was leaning in toawrds her.
"My girl, I have a very special proposition for you. You'll be guarenteed a good life here in the wastes," He waved a hand at the metal building they were in. "Provided you succeed, of course."
"I'm not sure. I may be from a Vault, but I'm smart enough to know who to trust, you certainly don't fit the persona, Mister. Blurke" Lydia gripped the handle of her pistol, remembering what Jansen had taught her.
"It's Mister. Burke!" For a while his mesmorising grin was gone, replaced by a stale frown. But his mouth curled up again, slowly. "Denying this offer will make us enemies, Lydia. And I can assure you, I'm no-one to be trifled with." he brushed a crumb off his suit without looking at it, as if Lydia would be destroyed just as easily. "Think carefully" He added.

Lydia sighed and stood up, her heart racing. I've only been in the Wasteland two horus and somebody's threatening to kill me! Thoughts were circling her head of Lydia lying dead in a ditch somewhere... "No." She whispered. "I won't help you. I just want to be left alone." with that, she turned on her heel and sat on a stool next to Zoey silently. She still felt ill and needed to breathe, it was too smokey in the bar.

OOC: Sorry i haven't posted in a while everyone, just so you know I'll be much more active in this now

I left the vault dwellers to do their job, it interested me about their quest, hopefully they would pull through. But I doubt there would be any water chips here, if there was it would sure cost something!

I need a drink again... It was getting ridiculous, I always need some alcohol in my system. Nearly every night I got drunk, although I'd rather be addicted to alcohol than that Jet they Raiders use. Fighting my own guilt I ran to the Brass Lantern for a drink, Jenny Stahl (the owner) always gave me a smile, Moriarty always gave me a grimace.

As I sat down I noticed one of the vault dwellers, well security guard sitting beside me. I examined his face and recognised the man to be called Jansen, he was the man I spoke to when all the vault citizens arrived. He told me about why they were here, he also told me to walk with him but I declined the offer because I wanted them to do their quest.

"I'll have a cocktail of whatever Jenny", I asked.
Jenny got the cocktail of whatever she put in it and gave me a sweet smile, I smiled back and replied, "Cheers hon."

I took a sip of my cocktail and then turned my attention towards Jansen, I said, "Alright mate, good seeing you again. Sorry I didn't walk with you before, I just wanted you to do what you were doing. But I guess your staying here for a bit longer, as you mentioned. You told me your story, so it's fair that I tell you mine. Sorry if i bore you..."

"Well... I just arrived here about four months ago. From Scotland, I guess you could tell that from the accent... Anyway life is Scotland was alright to tell the truth. The Highlands were practically untouched by the radiation from they damn bombs. So when I was about fourteen me and my dad would walk the hills, then after progression we would run the hills, then after even more progression we would walk up the hills doing a handstand!
Alright, that last one was a joke, but you could tell how fit we were. I never went to school, my parents taught me to read and write. My dad taught me how to fight unarmed, he was very skilled hand to hand so it helped me a lot. At the age of 23 I was extremely fit and skilled at hand to hand although I'd never fired a gun before, which was a problem because just as most stories end around here: the Raiders come. They come, they take and they kill, that's how it goes and my family got slaughtered.
I managed to escape and take my fathers combat shotgun, I ran along the hills and went to the coast where this steam boat was. Then travelled here, it was my birthday a few days ago which makes me 24 now. So that's my story and that is how I turned out to be a sorry old drunk. I guess they Raiders always get you, maybe not physically, but mentally."

I took a gulp from the cocktail because my mouth was dry after telling Jansen my story, although I realised I just drank the whole of the cocktail. Sighing, I took out my "emergency" whiskey and poured it into the cocktail, then awaited Jansen's response.

Name: Michael Gates
six: Male
Age: 32
Race: Hispanic
General Look: Michael stands at 5'9 with blue eyes and a strong tan with some sun burns from being in the wastes. He may not look strong but he could pack a punch in a hand-to-hand fight.
Equipment: he wears a brown short sleeve jacket with a white tee-shirt underneath. He normaly carries a 44. Pistol and a combat knife
Other: Michael moved from the UK 4 years ago after hardships at home. His heritage is Italian which is why he is hispanic. He is very skilled in hand-to-hand due to his family being the remnents of British forces, thus why he doesnt carry much weaponry. He is generly kind hearted and helps out people, although he's not good at meeting new people

(First RP, go easy please Plus do I have to wait until the creator of the RP comes on to accept?)

OOC: (Dom-bat, that means out of character so it dosnt get confusing what your typing just incase you didnt know) you'll have to wait for comformation from erandur as he's the host here

As Zoey walked back in to the saloon she sat on a stool and turned to see Lydia gripping the grip of her pistol talking to a strange man, Zoey waved to get her attention and she came over and sat next to her

"There is some wierd people out here, did he tell you what he wanted? if i he didnt i can tell you now what it was, he's looking for somon to arm that bomb in the middle of town he asked me all but a couple of weks ago" Zoey nodded at Gob and put up two fingers, Gob brought them two Nuka Cola's over, Zoey handed one to Lydia taking a swig she carried on speaking

"Little does he know the bomb's actually been disarmed with no way of being reactivated, but dont worry about Burke i'll watch your back" Zoey watched as Moriarty walked out the bar with nothing more than the clothe's on his back he gave Zoey an incredibly evil stare, she responded by raising her drink to him she laughed and went back to speaking to Lydia not before handing her a bag containing one thousand caps

"have this, you'll need some money out here medicine, ammo whatever but you'll need it, and beside's you've got Jansen to look after you, ya know whatever rules you followed in the vault dont exist out here" Zoey took another gulp of her drink and waited for Lydia to speak.

OOC: You're accepeted.

IC: Maric downed his drink. Whiskey was the water of life, so his father told him. After he finished his 5 rounds, he ordered more. And more. Until all his caps that were given were gone. He was stoned out of his mind. He was staggering to talk, and even more so think. He couldn't decide what to do next, so he just did the first thing he thought. Say his mind.

"Guysss, lemme tell you somethinnnn. Theree is nnooooo suchh thinng as a gooood girl. They are alll..... gold-diggers! Thatss thword." he said, staggering at every turn. He didn't realize there was a women standing right behind him. She replied with a, "Excuse me?"

"Whooah, wheredid you come fromm. Arrre you a golddigger too? Like the others.." he burst into laughter, "did youu hearrr mee say that?" He turned around again just in time to be slapped. It was embarrasing, but he didn't even realize what had happened until about a minute afterward.

"Who the helll jussst hitt meeeee?"