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Post by unit894 on Jan 17, 2014 4:26:03 GMT -5
"Hey, gang, get down here, Sierra wants to see us. And if we're gonna get me back in that Casino, we should get to work!"
The group awoke with a cacophony of grunts groans and death threats. Crow had already been wake for several hours, doing his regular exercises prayers to the Legion god of War, Mars. When he heard Spencer's voice drift up from below, he stood up from where he had been kneeling, and strapped on his armour. When finished, grabbed the leather cap, bandana and goggles that used to cover his face. He had been given it the day he became a Legionnaire, and it reminded him that he was a warrior.
Albert had been a Desert Ranger many years ago, and the instincts drilled into him from decades of service meant that he was up and ready within seconds of Spencer shouting. He popped a few tobacco leaves onto his mouth and chewed happily as he collected his weapons. His old Pipe Rifle looked like shit, but when Al could still use it to nail a guy between the eyes from 800feet, aesthetics weren't too important.
Duke was like Albert, years in the road had turned him into a morning person, whether he liked it or not. He sat up, stretched and woke up Hunter, Sandy and Growler. Duke was unsure what had happened between those two, but Growler was sure to tell him eventually. He just left her asleep, letting Growler wake her up.
Growler sat down next to Lily, staring at her face as she slept, to him Lily was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, and he wanted to memorize her face and never forget it. He placed his hand on her shoulder and shook her gently.
"Lily? I-It's time to get up. Spencer wants us"
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Post by BobbyKennedy on Jan 17, 2014 16:00:06 GMT -5
"What?" Spencer asked.
"You heard me. What casino?"
"Why did you follow me here?"
"What casino? You aren't supposed to be here. This building is reserved for Royal Duke Caravan Company. You're not supposed to be here. Now something strange is going on, so I intend to find out."
SUddenly, the members of Royal Duke Limited came bounding down the stairs. Jimmy turned to them.
"WHo are these two? I don't remember them in our agreement. Someone is going to have to explain this, and I mean now," Kimmy said sternly.
"Look, I don't know what you're talk-"
"You just said- what did you say a second ago? 'Get me back to that casino'? What does that mean? And what happened to 'just passing through'? You're that NCR guy from the Tops, aren't you? Aren't you supposed to be dead? But it seems to me, you're doing pretty good for a dead man."
"No- no, you misunderstood me. See I just meant we need to get to the casino soon. You're mistaking me for someone else, all right?"
"Oh, that's bullshit and you know it. Now start talking," Jimmy said, as he turned to Michael. "See, now I know that guy works at the Tops, too. So want to explain that?" Recognizing a good story when he saw one, Jimmy paused. "I'm coming with you."
Spencer stared at Jimmy quizzically. "What-? Even if I was who you said I am, why would I let you come with me?"
"Oh, cut the shit. Now you'll let me come with you or I'll tell my boss, and your boss what's going on here. And you certainly don't want that, do you?"
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Post by Salvahkiin on Jan 18, 2014 3:08:58 GMT -5
Lily looked to Growler waking her up, he had one of those cute, innocent child faces. She wanted to kiss it, and she did just that. When she departed from his face, she put her jacket on, and looked towards the door, it seemed there was an argument going on. She looked at Growler.
"What's going on?"
Obviously Spencer had said something, and the other man was eavesdropping. Now he mentioned Michael, whom she did not know well. Sierra wasn't back yet, which was saddening, she felt like she could talk to Sierra, now she just had to repress her feelings.
She stood next to Growler, and left her head on his shoulder. She started to whisper in his ear.
"Growler. When we get to Vegas. Will you...Do you know how....Will you take me on a dance?"
Lily, like Sierra, just wanted her man to show that he loved her. It would be much harder for Sierra, as Spencer was a womanizer, and would likely change back to his old ways, and through Sierra out on the curb.
Michael was awake before Sandy, or so he thought. He heard Spencer, and he cuddled Sandy, and nibbled on her ear. He rolled her over with his hands, and raised himself over her. He grinned at her, and made out with her.
"C'mon pussycat, we better see what Spencer wants."
He got off of the bed, and gathered his clothes together. He put on his underwear first, and then his dress shirt, then his pants and vest, his shoes, and he simply carried his jacket around. He walked up the stairs with Sandy, and was caught like a deer in headlights when the man caught him out.
"See, now I know that guy works at the Tops, too. So want to explain that?"
"No, feller, ah'm just a dapper man lookin' ta make some money by some gamblin' sir."
Michael could forge a new identity when he needed to, and this was a farmer that wanted to get money by gambling. This guy was a Kings member, he could tell, but he still had to keep this act up.
"Oh, cut the shit. Now you'll let me come with you or I'll tell my boss, and your boss what's going on here. And you certainly don't want that, do you?"
This is when Michael snapped at the man.
"Would Swank rather believe me, one of his best Chairmen, or a measly Kings member who probably represses the poor. Go back to the 'School of Alienation', stupid Charley."
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Post by unit894 on Jan 20, 2014 4:46:10 GMT -5
When Lily opened her eyes, she looked into his and smiled Growler, who couldn't help but grin goofily. Lily reached up and kissed Growler, who happily obliged her and kissed right back, thinking he's sort of got the hang of it. Growler stood up as Lily put her jacket on.
"What's going on?"
"I'm not sure. Apparently Sierra's all better, and we're gonna meet her at the hospital." Growler could hear an unfamiliar voice downstairs, but didn't want to worry Lily with it, she had just gotten up after all. Lily walked up next to him and rested her head on his shoulder. Growler leant over and nuzzled the top of her head.
"Growler. When we get to Vegas. Will you...Do you know how....Will you take me on a dance?"
"Ummm...Sure. I-I think the Tops does things like that. Albert knows how to dance pretty good, he could teach us. Yeah, yeah that sounds fun. I bet you'd be an amazing dancer. All graceful and beautiful." Growler smiled at Lily, and led them towards the stairs.
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Sandy had been dozing lightly when Michael suddenly wrapped his arms around her and nibbled her ear. Sandy smirked and played along, moaning as if just being woken up. Couldn't hurt the poor man's pride after all. She allowed herself to be rolled over, smiled sleepily up at the handsome face above him, and even enjoyed the prolonged kiss they shared.
"C'mon pussycat, we better see what Spencer wants."
"Sure thing honey"
Sandy had been smart enough to get undressed again when she had returned to bed. She didn't wear a bra, she found them uncomfortable but she slipped what underwear she did have on, followed quickly by her shorts. She put on her vests, quickly followed by her boots. She was up before Michael, and walked out to see Spencer arguing with a King's member. Sandy idly thought if she had ever slept with him or not.
"WHo are these two? I don't remember them in our agreement. Someone is going to have to explain this, and I mean now"
Sandy was the first to reply. "Their our friends and guests, and what do you know about our agreement? My Dad and The King are old friends, we always use this building whenever we're in Freeside. He never said we couldn't have friends stay with us."
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Duke had met the kid several times before, and he was okay. A little nosy, but okay. Duke had stayed mostly quiet when Spencer and Jimmy had been arguing. Until he decided to intervene.
"Oh, cut the shit. Now you'll let me come with you or I'll tell my boss, and your boss what's going on here. And you certainly don't want that, do you?"
"Jimmy, for the mental well-being of all involved, will you please for the love 'o god shut the hell up?" Duke turned to Spencer. "It's yer call whether the kid comes with us, ah can vouch fer him. But" Duke turned back to Jimmy. "But. If ah ever see a story 'o this without the express permission 'o Mister Evans, ah will rip yer writin' arm and damn well beat you senseless with it. Do ah make mahslef clear?"
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Post by BobbyKennedy on Jan 21, 2014 1:15:58 GMT -5
"Well, that don't mean you ain't gotta ask permission, do it?" Jimmy asked Sandy. "You ain't the only ones that use this place, we gotta make sure it stays in one piece. Having strangers stay is a bit of a liability."
Soon, the second Chairman spoke up.
"Nice accent, pally. Listen, I wasn't born yesterday. I know the shady shit that goes down in Vegas, and this seems like just another day in that gilded hellhole. And since when did you fancy Vegas folks care about the poor? You just want to see them piss away their life savings at the poker table."
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When Duke tried to intervene, Jimmy turned to Spencer.
"Don't worry. I never publish without permission."
That was only a half truth, as Jimmy had a habit of changing the names and then claiming it was a coincidence.
"So, Mr. Evans, what do you say?"
Spencer sighed and turned to Jimmy angrily.
:What do you bring to the table?"
"Well, seems to me like you need a guy that the casino won't recognize. And in that department, at this moment, you're shit outta luck. Plus, I'm just fun to have around."
Spencer lit a cigarette and took a long drag before answering.
"Fine."
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Post by Salvahkiin on Jan 21, 2014 2:01:16 GMT -5
((Yeah, please skip me, I can't think of anything to post.))
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Post by unit894 on Jan 22, 2014 8:05:36 GMT -5
(Yeah, not really sure what I can add here. Unless your desperate for three paragraphs of utter horse shit, we better get the story going)
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Post by BobbyKennedy on Jan 23, 2014 0:38:54 GMT -5
"All right, so where do we start?" Jimmy asked, his eyes wide with anticipation.
"Now, hold on, pally. We have things to do. Now I gotta dolly in the hospital and if we don't get there quick, I'll never hear the end of it, dig? So I'd get together whatever you're gonna need for this trip. But don't get your hopes up kid, probably won't be that exciting. So don't expect to get much of a story out of these. But then again, I've read those pulp novels of yours- you can probably twist the truth enough to make it interesting. But hurry up, I won't be waiting long," Spencer said, fiddling with his cigarette. Jimmy quickly ran off to the Kings HQ where he grabbed his pre packed suitcase he kept under his bed and swapped his leather jacket for a more comfortable red wool jacket. He hurried down the crumbling stores and outside into the heat of the day. He met them outside the building and lit his own cigarette. "You fellas wanna clue me into what the hell is going on while we're heading over to the hospital?"
It's a long story. But we need to hurry up, kid. My girl isn't doing great. I need to see her."
"Just one girl, huh? That doesn't seem like you."
Jimmy was aware of Spencer's reputation. There was a saying around Freeside- you can't walk down the street without bumping into one of Spencer's former lays.
"That's right, Harve. Just one girl. But if you want the story- I'll give you the short version. I pissed off some guy that I work with. Enough to knock me out and dump me miles away in the wasteland. And I want back in. If you want to get to know the folks helping us out, you'd better ask them."
Spencer reached the hospital before anyone else and stepped inside the dimly lit emergency room, his boots sticking to the floor in what he hoped was spilled Nuka Cola. He approached Sierra in the hospital bed and keeled down to take his hand.
"Hey, how're you doing? Sorry it took so long- but now we have another member of our party."
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Post by Salvahkiin on Jan 23, 2014 17:46:35 GMT -5
Sierra was thinking her life through in the time Spencer took. Her eyes lit up when he walked through that door. She even attempted getting out of bed, but Spencer got there first. Her face went closer to Spencers, and they kissed. She was eager to hear of their plan now.
"So what are we doing next?"
She lifted her legs off the bed, and sat on the side of it, and then put her hands on Spencer and Michael's shoulders, who were there beside her. She used their bodies to support her weight until she placed her feet on the ground. Once on her feet, she could walk fine, and so she grabbed her pile of clothes, and walked into the bathroom and changed. She walked back out into the group.
"Who's the new guy?"
She was of course referring to the Kings Member, Jimmy. She wondered how he got picked for their most illustrious task.
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Post by unit894 on Jan 24, 2014 4:36:14 GMT -5
Royal Duke Limited marched along fairly quietly, apart from Growler and Duke. Duke had been expecting Growler to approach him for quite some time. Ever since Duke saved Growler from his parents all those years ago, Growler had relied on Duke and Albert completely for advice and guidance. It had slowly developed over the years, from having to explain there were no monsters in the darkness outside of the camp fire, to why Growler was getting hairier. He had sidled up to Duke as they left the building in Freeside. He had remained relatively quiet for a while, until he suddenly turned to Duke.
"Duke?"
"Yep?"
"I need to ask you something"
"Ok". Duke already knew what this was building up to, but it was no good trying to force it out of Growler, you had to wait until he was ready.
"I...want some advice, i-if that's cool?"
"'O course it is son, what's up"
"Well...It's about me and Lily"
Ding ding ding ding ding, Bullseye. "What about you and Lily?"
"Um...we kissed last night"
"Uh-huh"
"Well...what should I do about it?"
"Do you like her?"
"Definitely"
"Does she like you?"
"...I think so"
"Then go nuts. You young folk get in over yer heads way too fast though, make sure yer goin' at a pace that she's comfy with. And don't do straight for her p-actually ah think you'll be just fine"
"What does that mean?"
"It means that you, Growler. Are in yer very first ever official big-boy relationship. Congrats." Duke slapped Growler on the arm, making him stagger.
"You haven't really answered my question, Duke"
"Talk to her, son. Tell her how ya feel. Ask her to tell you how she feels, and then...ya just go from there."
Growler looked perplexed for a moment, then terrified, then finally smiled. "Thanks Duke"
"Any time"
By this time they had arrived at the hospital, where they filed in silently. The group situated themselves around the waiting room, giving Spencer and Sierra some space. When Sierra finally walked out, still looking a little weak they were all smiles and jokes and worry. Duke walked straight up to her and gave her a huge bear hug, lifting her off of her feet but being careful not to hurt her.
"Good to see yer better, darlin'"
"Who's the new guy?"
Albert wrapped his arm around Jimmy's shoulders, dragging his forward. "This here is Jimmy, the proud author 'o every fire-starter in Freeside. Some folk even read 'em first!" Albert cackled happily and patted Jimmy on the back.
"Just kiddin' young-un"
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Post by BobbyKennedy on Jan 28, 2014 2:18:20 GMT -5
"What we're doing next is making sure you're safe and healthy. You gave me quite the scare, you know? I'm not gonna lose you."
Spencer held her tight before he was interrupted by Albert enthusiastically introducing the aspiring author. Jimmy produced a polite chuckle, despite being quite annoyed by his comments. He adjusted his jacket before speaking again.
"Like he said, I'm Jimmy Blanchett. Awful nice to meet you. You this cat's gal?" he said, pointing to Spencer.
"Yes, she is my 'gal'", Spencer said, answering for her. "So what did the doctor say? When are you gonna be able to get back up? And did you mention that you had something to tell us all? Because we need to get going- and soon. Not to say- I mean... take all the time you need. I shouldn't be worrying about stuff like that. I should be worrying about you."
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Post by unit894 on Jan 28, 2014 5:45:56 GMT -5
(Would just like to quickly mention it's Albert introducing Jimmy, not Duke)
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Post by BobbyKennedy on Jan 29, 2014 1:13:34 GMT -5
(Thanks for reminding me, I fixed that.)
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Post by Salvahkiin on Jan 30, 2014 0:41:22 GMT -5
"What we're doing next is making sure you're safe and healthy. You gave me quite the scare, you know? I'm not gonna lose you."
"Spencer, I'm fine, I've been shot before and survived it. I'm a stubborn bitch."
She was only half telling the truth here. She had indeed been shot at, and some bullets hit, but where they hit was armored areas, and even then, the bullets that did properly hit flesh were only grazing, and this was the first time a bullet had lodged itself in her body.
"So what did the doctor say? When are you gonna be able to get back up? And did you mention that you had something to tell us all? Because we need to get going- and soon. Not to say- I mean... take all the time you need. I shouldn't be worrying about stuff like that. I should be worrying about you."
"The doc said I'm ready to leave. And that I shouldn't be going getting shot anytime soon."
She let off a small laugh, which did hurt her some, and she grimaced. After regaining her composture, she got herself out of bed, and it revealed she was in her travelling clothes. She held Spencer's hand, and squeezed it, and then they walked into the waiting room.
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Post by unit894 on Jan 30, 2014 6:34:07 GMT -5
Royal Duke Limited had gotten into a lot of fairly random adventures over the years of it's creation, the recruitment of it's employees all tales within themselves. These adventures had always been on the wastes though, and were usually quite simple. Keep one faction alive, make the other faction dead. None of the group were shy when it came to fighting. Even the innocent Growler had killed his fare share of road-side bandits.
All them were happy and willing to walk into the casino, find the man that had betrayed Spencer and beat him to death with their bare hands. Duke suspected that Spencer wouldn't appreciate their type of Wasteland Justice, so he hadn't suggested it. They were all sitting around, stuck in their own thoughts. Duke was having a light nap while they waited, Albert and Hunter were sharing a dirty cigarette. Crow was sharpening his Machete, the blade gleaming in the ruddy indoor light. Sandy was sitting next to Michael, arms folded over her chest. She was debating whether or nor to sleep with him again. These supposedly 'civilised' strip people certainly were not counted as real men by Sandy. Real men had a permanent layer of grime covering their bodies, They knew how to survive in the wastes without any fancy gear. They were hard, tough and simple. Michael talked funny, he smelt of soap and that was a definite turn off for Sandy. His clothes were garish and not at all appropriate for the wastes. Then again, Michael certainly knew his way around the bedroom. Sandy decided she would sneak into his bed tonight, see how good he was when he wasn't expecting it.
Across the other side of the room, Growler was having difficulties. He had taken Lilies hand, ready to talk, pussied out and was now just sitting there holding her hand. He saw Sandy smirking, obviously planning something evil. He steeled himself, he could do this. He could do this. He couldn't do this.
"Li-Lily? Can we umm...can we talk? I-I just wanted to tell you...you see the thing is...what I'm trying to say is, umm..." Growler coughed and blushed. Telling Lily he liked her was one of the hardest things he had ever done. He looked over to Duke desperately. Duke winked at Growler from under his hat, still pretending to be asleep, and not listening to everything Growler was saying. Duke mouthed 'sell it' to Growler, then closed his eyes and drifted back to 'sleep'.
Growler froze for a second, then realised what Duke was getting at. "Of course!" He thought "This is just like a sales pitch! If I pretend Lily is a customer, then it will be easy!" It was not an overly pleasant way of thinking about it, Growler conceded, but if it let him string a coherent sentence together, then he had to try it.
"Lily...I like you. I like you a lot. You are beautiful, caring and one of the smartest people I know. I want you to know that If you want me, I will always be here for you. What I mean is...I'm for sale, and you're the only byer I want".
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