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"Aaagh, watch out!" I cry out, hitting the floor as the thing smashes into me. But it's not as bad as it coulda been, and I'm just kinda stunned for a second. "I'm all right... I'm all right..." I say, shaking my head clear. "Rue?" She's down ther…
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Oops, cross posted. Let's call that helping, ok? (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 1, 4. Total: 6)
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She actually gets me to smile, and wryly answer, "that makes one of us." I tease. I'm not a great climber, really, but I'm not a bad one. Do like to keep my feet on the ground though... do I look like a bird? I poke around, as I tighten my belt and…
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I have a little silver mag-light, about as long as my hand, six led's in a circe at one end... I click it on but... nothing. Damn it. "This place..." I'm growing a little frustrated when Rue suddenly tells me where to go, like out of nowhere. "Wha…
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I look at Rue and nod. Something imperceptible tells me it's time to move in. "Rue you ok?" She still looks a little pale... but we gotta get moving... I try to sound confident. "Let's do this," I say quietly, pushing the door open with the palm…
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What's our best way in? What should I be on the lookout for? Who is the biggest threat?
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My hand was resting on my gun, but I slowly pull it off and walk along the wall of the place, watching each step, watching for signs of people, or old fights... blood... bullet casings... And listening. It's quiet out here... if there's someone in…
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"Yeah," my magnum is on my left hip. Clean and ready, as usual, though it's been... at least two months since I've needed to fire it. "I didn't plan on findin' a fight out here..." I just quietly add, violence isn't really what i was hoping for. Wa…
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I took a moment, parked out of earshot, back among the dead tree trunks just North along the intersection. Get my gun on, this is business. "Ain't really what I had in mind, but here we are..." first place we ain't recently been through, so it's wo…
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She makes me laugh. "You could be, prob'ly best we ever had!" I turn my attention to the looming dark on black cityscape on the horizon. A deep breath. This is happening.
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Hurts to hear her like this. I forced breath as I sit with my mouth open a moment before saying anything. "Rue, you.... you're amazing... to me. Do you know that?" I turn in my seat a tiny bit, talking excitedly, "we're driving right now into the c…
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She gets a little smile-laugh out of me as I glance at her again "Am I?" I look out at the road and think for a second, adjust my hands on the wheel. "Guess someone's gotta..." I put my hand on hers again, "someone's gotta try an' remember that…
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I hold her hand long as the road's calm, set there on my leg, or hers if that feels more natural. Guess that doesn't last too long, though... roads never been that easy and once let go it's a little weird taking it again. I put on some more music, …
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I don't really understand. How could I? She can see the confusion in my face as I try to make sense of it. "It was a dream... Rue... or somethin' like..." I look to the road, glancing at her every couple of words. "You ain't dead, Rue...." I sque…
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No, no I can't just say nothing. I reach out and take her hand, raised slightly as she looks at them. "No... no Rue... you... you do what'cha have to... right?" I squeeze her hand, it feels cold... her skin calloused and rough in places. It surpris…
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Woke up next to... I can't imagine something like that... that takes me a moment. My breath probably sounds a little bit hard. "You mean you... you don't know what happened?" I want to ask who. Do I know him?
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No conversation, just music. I can't help but keep glancing at her, every detail of Rue's face has a story, and most of them sad... we haven't talked that much despite having crashed at her place from time to time. Just seems like we don't talk too …
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That hurts... I slow the Jeep enough to quiet the noise and make it safe enough to look at her. "I'm sorry..." I she gives it, I keep her eye for a good couple of seconds, long as I dare. I"m not great with sad words. Try not to be... In the grow…
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She's right.... and wrong. "Nobody you'd know, Rue," I look at her out of the corner of my eye. Rue ain't the greatest talker I ever known, but she's quiet even for her. "You all right?"
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Rue, walking along the road like I'm meant to find her. She's just what I need, steady under pressure, no fear... and she won't ask too many questions. "Wanna come die with me?" was how I put it, only explaining once we were on the road. And of cou…
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[Cinch] I pause just outside the door. You know, this is a stupid ting to try and if I don't just get out there quick I'm going to come to my senses... I look over my shoulder at Ford. "Can you take care of Pirelli? Ford? I'm sorry... I'll have to…
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[Cinch] That's up to Ford. What I'm about to do is probably extremely impulsive and bordering on suicidal, really... there's a reason nobody goes to these places, right? But yeah, manipulate Bish. (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 4, 4. Total: 9)
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[Cinch] "Do you doubt me? Bish? Ain't no raider in the city gonna catch me, not me..." I let out a breath, exasperated, disappointed. A look at Ford like, 'can you believe this?' "Whaddya want me to do then? Dump him on the side of the road? Leav…
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[Cinch] I look at Pirelli for just a second, the old mans difficult breaths. I glance at Ford... "then..." My voice suddenly intense, I catch the old doctor's eyes with my own, "then I'll get the medicine you need, more than you need..." I gesture…
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[Cinch] The disappointment in my face is clearly visible as he pretty much tells us to give up on the poor old man. I take a step toward Bish, "come on, Doc Bish... you're his only chance, and... and we came all the way down here..." There's now…
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[Cinch] Yeah no stops. Got plenty of gas (for once) so no holding back.
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[Cinch] I turn back to face front, falling back into my seat. I say cooly, like I gotta say something about it. "There was some guy hangin' round Pirelli's place... spooked him when we pulled up..." I catch Ford's eye on the mirror. "But... man we…
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[Cinch] I push hard, putting some distance between us and whatever anomaly has poisoned Ticonderoga. Once back out on the highway I find a good place to pull over... always out of sight of the road. Couple miles south on 22 there's a big abandoned …
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[Cinch] If I catch Ford's eye in the rear-view for a second, I try to project calm. I'm at the wheel here, my stomach's all jitters but this is where I belong. "I got'cha Pirelli...we're on your side here. Ford, hold onto somethin!" Wheels spin…