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[Supabad.45]

*Bastilla snarled at the Deathclaw as she rose from her throne. Her finger extended to the beast with no fear, while her guards gathered around Goras. She was a leader and would not tolerate entry into Blackwood without her knowing, especially a beast. Insurgents came by the numbers with their makeshift weapons. Slowly she approached the beast that was over 3x her height.*


"I do not care... if you're a deathclaw... If you're the Bloodshots... even if you're god himself. I WILL NOT TOLERATE YOU ENTERING MY TOWN WITHOUT MY SAY... So -- So help me, I'll mount your mighty skull on the head of my throne."


*Bastilla slowly sank in her throne and heavily sighed. She reached on an nearby table and dosed up on jet, when she inhaled she tossed the canister and her eyes lit up like fire. Though, through her teeth, she gritted out the words.*


"What is your offer, beast?"


@Karcen

 

[Karcen]

If Goras could look confused he would be dumbstruck right now was he really so forgettable to these people or perhaps the leader was simply so hooked she forgot what had happened scat hours ago.


" First I would like to mention i was invited, you were there i followed you and the vault dwellers here. i spoke to one of your people he invited me we were maybe 10 feet apart when this happened. " He said working hard to not sound condescending to the woman " Now then on to my offer which you are free to reject i know your people have something of a deal with the local pack, or at least the Alpha of the pack respects you enough to keep his pack from killing your people. That however can change no matter what you may think at this point deathclaws are just fairly smart beasts should a younger male take his place he may not have such an understanding. I do very much like what you have managed to do with this slowly withering land knowing what is to come i can say such places will be sorely needed but still as much as i would like to stay i am a rouge and should the pack notice they will no longer tolerate you for harboring me. " he explained " So to that end i wish to challange the packs alpha to take his pack but while i was told they dwell in a cave i would very much like the exact location " he continued if she did not liek this idea he had another plan but he doubted she would getting a smart ally of a beast was always a positive.

 

[Xx-Katherine-xX]

"Well shit," Saige murmured under her breath as the man slammed the door. She was surprised at his sudden outburst, although she did see why he had been upset. Terry didn't have the right to be asking the kind of questions he was asking. She wasn't going to turn this into a fight though, she simply grimaced and took his arm.


"What do you say about going to find something to snack on before seeing Bastilla?"


@kaito9049

 

[Xx-Katherine-xX]

Alondra's eyes widened as the Deathclaw entered the room. She had only ever seen them in pictures before. The thing towered over her and, while terrifying, was incredibly fascinating. She knew the second that Bastilla stood though, things were going to get intense. The younger girl slipped behind the throne, peering out from behind. She may have been brave, but she wasn't sure who this Deathclaw was or what it wanted. And if Bastilla was upset about it being here, then it was probably a lot of trouble.


As the Deathclaw spoke (something that shocked Alondra; she knew they were intelligent, but had never heard one speak), Allie slipped out from behind the throne, coming to stand behind Bastilla. She clutched a string on the woman's belt as she peeked around her, listening intently.


@Karcen @SaintRaven367

 

[Supabad.45]

*Bastilla thought for a long second and sighed. She muttered quietly to herself while pinching the bridge of her nose. Allie stood close behind her, she was still in trouble, but she couldn't allow it to break her focus. The drugs kicked in dramatically and she hadn't the patience for this now, maybe if she were to send word along, it'll be out of her way and the deathclaw would scatter. She knew it wasn't right although, not that she so much cared, but it was her territory. She glanced at the beast once more; the Insurgents lowered their weapons and the room became quiet.*


"I'm insulted you don't think i'd remember... You may have grasped that my people allowed your entry, but no one enters without my knowledge. You had the choice to follow and you didn't therefore; your welcome isn't noticed as of now. You want to kill the Alpha so you can control of the packs yes? and it comes with the promise to protect my city?"


*Bastilla stood once more and stepped up to the beast at his foot. She gazed up at him, his rough and rigid frame mad her seem almost like a toothpick.*


"Be that as it may Beast, I'm not the one, to rat out an ally to a potential threat. The deathclaws easily could've advanced an attack, if they do, we'll be ready for them. I stand by my word... although, I'll tell you where the area they is they inhabit and you may search yourself. If that isn't acceptable. Leave Blackwood."

 

[Karcen]

Goras found this woman much more annoying to talk to he had hoped she would be more interested in finding a good ally that will help than trusting one that may turn on them at any point a new leader came into power. " Very well put it into my companions pip boy and i shall depart " he said illitua coming out from behind him at last.

 

[Supabad.45]

*She stared at the piece of technology on her arm. Bastilla was clearly amazed at what she had been seeing. A terminal on the wrist! It glowed brightly to life and it worded many things. She was so astounded she stumbled on her words... she really wanted. Sinister thoughts began to float, but she quickly denied them, for they weren't something she really wanted.*


"I'm sorry, but i don't know of your tech... but..."


*She pointed east of Blackwood. Past an old overpass and west of an 'Rita's' cafe. It was actually kind of noticeable on the map, being a dark spot on the pip-boy. The deathclaw cave were actually caverns that were used as a tourist trap in pre-war Suffolk.

 

[kaito9049]

Terry frowned. "That was a little unreasonable," he grumbled. "Jeff could probably use a nap or something." Whatever. At least he had free rein to speak with the commander and the "war bride". He was looking forward to a meeting; he wanted to hear some other Insurgent viewpoints. Unfortunately, it didn't seem that Saige was really on board. She would understand eventually. It would just take a little time.


The young man had to admit that he was feeling a little hungry. It had been a while since he had had a proper meal. If possible, he'd like to eat with one of the higher-ups (people seemed more amicable when they were feasting), but it was likely that the more prestigious warriors separated themselves from the common folk. "Sure," Terry agreed, taking Saige's hand. "Have any ideas? I'm not so sure they like canned food here. I wonder - do they farm? Some sort of hunter-gathering system? Or maybe...ah, never mind. Let's just go see."

 

[Karcen]

" Ah I see I would doubt few would see a pipboy but Illuta here came from a vault overstuffed with supplies for 1000 people for well over 200 years food water medical supplies and tech of course and with no dwellers to use any of it it is truly sad it will go to waste " goras said being as dramatic as he could with his words before turning " But you have my thanks none the less for the directions " he said starting to leave the leaders throne room.

 

[Supabad.45]

*Near the center of town, west of the main podium is the Bazaar district. It was many quaint sized stands with clothes, weapons, misc items, supplies, nearly everything from everywhere. Blackwood was a very profitable trade town, Bastilla made a fortune selling drugs, medical supplies from scratch materials of drugs, and fine pelted clothes. The food stands had its own whole row of tents instead of stands. Lots of meats from animals, few vegetable/fruit combos (expensive, since good soil is hard to come by.), soups were also a plenty, even pre-war and canned foods. The meats were from exotic mutated animals. Things called; Molerats, mantis, geckos, brahmin, and Mirelurks. Milk was also a good common. That and alcohol. They find more Sunset Sarsparellas than Nuka-Cola. It roared with life during the day and festivals.


@Xx\-Katherine\-xX

 

[Supabad.45]

*Bastilla dropped her Jet once the beast left the tent. All she could hear was the metal fall the the floor. It was almost like her ears were ringing and everything around her was incoherent. Suddenly she looked down at Alondra's innocent face. Bastilla almost became frantic, but quickly scooped up the child and hugged her tightly. Her heart was racing and she stared blankly at the floor... figuring out on what to do.*

 

[Xx-Katherine-xX]

Alondra curled up into Bastilla's arms, burrowing her head in the woman's shoulder. It wasn't often that Bastilla still babied her, but that didn't mean Allie didn't like it on the rare occasion she did. Bastilla smelled of the many scents of Blackwood, from drugs and alcohol to spices and food. Her skin, while tough, was smooth and soft. She looked up at her, a small smile on her face, "It's going to okay, you know. You always figure out the tough problems."


@SaintRaven367

 

[Xx-Katherine-xX]

Saige nodded and smiled. There appeared to be a casino of sorts nearby. She supposed that was as good of a place as any to start looking for the other leaders. She pointed over to the large building.


"Well, if you want to meet them, then we should. The casino or whatever should be a good place to start, right? Plus, there's probably food there."


@kaito9049

 

[Karcen]

Illuta

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After nearly half a minute after Goras and Illuta had left Illuta came back inot the tent looked very nervous but she had the bag of things that had taken and Goras said it hadn't gone as he hoped but they could still use this. She didn't really see the plan but after he checked her pipboy to make sure they had what he wanted , she couldn't read , and told her want to get an say she walked back into the tent clutching something that glowed tightly.


" umm Goras say you take these they good against jet " she said first holding up a small metal box labeled Fixer in big letter that looked untouched by dirt " He also says you could be more friendly he willing to talk over a drink" She said revealing what was glowing a nuka cola Quantum bottle still full and even slightly cold untouched by the world outside the vault.

 

[Supabad.45]

*Bastilla broke her trance and fixated her eyes on Alondra. Oh, how the child was dear to her... she cuddled her close to her chest and kissed her forehead. Alondra was actually, known as 'The Precious Princess of Blackwood.' Allie wasn't her daughter, but she did love her like one of her own if she had any. Sol and she would bring her to all festivals adorned in flowers from Bastilla's private yard. She spoke in a rather stern tone at her.*


"Why were you sneaking where you weren't supposed too?"


@Xx\-Katherine\-xX

 

[Xx-Katherine-xX]

Alondra sighed and rolled her eyes. She had hoped maybe she could work her way out of getting in trouble this once. She wiggled out of the woman's arms and climbed into a chair nearby.


"I wasn't necessarily sneaking."


Which was true. Partially. She had just been playing, like a normal child. She didn't mean to lose sight of the group.


"I just...lost track of the supply group. That's all."


@SaintRaven367

 

[kaito9049]

Terry shrugged. The casino seemed to be as good as a start as any. "Sounds good," he agreed. Though he wasn't one for the casino scene (his dad's weekly caravan nights were always too loud and overbearing for his tastes), he knew that wherever alcohol and money were flowing, gossip was too. "But no gambling," the young man warned. "I don't want to run the risk of losing our money right after leaving the Vault."


Upon entering the pre-war casino, Terry was nearly immediately overwhelmed by the sounds and lights of gambling life. He didn't feel comfortable with a bunch of desperate, drunk warriors (he even spotted a couple of bandits in the vicinity), but he managed to press through and find a table for Saige and himself that was in a direct line of sight with the commander, "Sol". Terry took a seat and watched the intimidating man, observing his actions.


@Xx\-Katherine\-xX

 

[Supabad.45]

*Bastilla rolled her eyes and chuckled softly. Alondra was always such the sweetheart, she ought to not travel with those groups that explore the wastes for supplies. It was risky and dangerous and not the place for a nine-year old.*


"Maybe we'll let you take a break, little one. The wastes aren't ready for you... yet."


*She reached under her throne and it revealed to be Alondra's teddy. It was covered in similar warpaint of Aliies, and was dressed in homemade tribal clothing. Bastilla set in Allie's lap.*


"Suffolk WILL know your name..."

 

[Supabad.45]

*Sol sat at a large table that was flooded with women Tribal's and fellow warriors. He had an eerie/angry scottish loud voice for his small muscular frame, he grabbed on some females and had a beer bottle dangling from his fingers. It was until, he turned and made eye contact with Terry he smiled and scooted his chair back. Sol loudly greeted a few people at a nearby table with erratic excitement. It wasn't hard to tell her was an avid Psycho user. Suddenly, Sol stepped up on the pool table in the middle of a game and he sent his beer bottle crashing to the floor. The whole casino went silent and they looked at him.*


"MY INSURGENTS!..." he bellowed.


"It's been three years -- THREE YEARS --today since we've taken Blackwood from the Bloodshots... We were merely slaves. Slaves of the wasteland, slaves to the clutches of tyranny that send OUR country to an eternal hell. We've survived it all.... Deathclaws, bloodshots, raiders, nuclear fallout, seemingly everything has tried to fucking shoot us..."


*Tribals nodded and began to shout in agreement. Visitors of the town merely watched as he gave his speech, others got uncomfortable and ended up leaving.*


"but...THIS... IS OUR CITY!" *He exclaims. The whole casino applauds loudly.*


"Whatever muck that's send here, We'll catch them.... We'll cook them... and we'll fucking eat them!"


"Sol! Sol! Sol! Sol! Sol!"


*Sol grinned and let his head fall back as he took in the electricity from the crowd Embracing the chants of his people. He looked over at Saige and Terry and mouthed the words.*


"Welcome to Blackwood."

 

[Riven]

After winning the Caravan game and kindly thanking the young girl for the game, Shane had bought a small 9mm pistol, basic style of rusted matte-black using the spare caps. Shane had bought several rounds and clips and sunk a clip into the small pistol, clipping on the safety as he stuck it in his pocket. As Shane had walked back into the casino, he saw Terry and Saige and gave a nice wave. He came beside them and placed a pocketful of caps and a small wad of paper currency on the table, "More cash for the long haul, thanks to Caravan." Shane smiled, obviously proud of his card play. As he let out a relaxed sigh, a loud speech began, and he turned his head to listen.


As the words of Sol continued, he whispered to Terry and Saige that were almost impossible to hear, "I don't trust this place.."


@Xx-Katherine-xX @kaito9049

 

[kaito9049]

Terry glanced at the small pile of caps approvingly. "Impressive," he admitted. Perhaps Shane would be of use after all. The boy certainly seemed lucky; Terry just hoped that the luck would bring them all benefits. His concentration was shattered by Sol's booming voice, loudly proclaiming the...rather aggressive exploits of the Insurgents. He had little doubt that the purpose of the speech was to instill a sense of pride in the commander's warriors, as well as a bit of fear in the onlookers. The monologue seemed like pronounced bravado, but Terry wasn't completely sure that the Insurgents wouldn't literally eat their enemies. "I agree," he whispered back to Shane. "No one here seems particularly...stable."


Despite the observation, Terry saw an opportunity in Sol. He had pride, and a good sense of leadership...meaning that if he was encouraged to, he could start a mutiny. Now of course, the young man didn't want to be caught up in the middle of a civil war, but the thought of having such control over a thriving town was very tempting. "Well," he said, standing up. "Shall we go introduce ourselves?"

 

[Xx-Katherine-xX]

Alondra took the teddy bear, huffing out a sigh. She held tightly to the thing. It had been a gift from her mother not long before she had died.


"I don't see why it's a big deal. We both know I'm a really good fighter."


Her hands pulled on the loose fuzz of the bear's ears. Despite the fact that it was mangy and old, Alondra loved it more than anything. It was the only thing she had left of her parents.


@SaintRaven367

 

[Xx-Katherine-xX]

Saige smiled at Shane. The amount of money he had collected was certainly impressive. It only reaffirmed the feelings that he would be a good asset to their little group. Her attention was quickly drawn from Shane's winnings, to the shouting from another part of a room. She tiptoed up, trying to see above everyone's heads, to no avail.


As she turned back to the boys, a look of puzzlement crossed her face. It was obvious they had just been whispering about something, although what, Saige was unsure of. She shrugged it off and nodded at Terry's suggestion. It was obvious one of the men was Sol. Which one? She didn't know. She had been unable to see who was speaking due to her rather unfortunate height situation.


"Let's check it out."


@kaito9049 @Riven

 

[Supabad.45]

*Bastilla chuckled softly as she gently rocked Allie in her arm. Her face buried in the tattered fuzz of the Teddy bear. She began to braid Alondra's hair, until suddenly, she realized the hour and to that; Bastilla turned Aliie to face her and pinched her cheek.*


"It is an ungodly hour, Cub, why don't you warm up the bed for me? I'll even let your turn on the jukebox..."


*Bastilla poured a bit of wine in her chalice and put it in Allie's tiny hands*


"Your medicine to help you sleep."


@Xx\-Katherine\-xX

 

[Xx-Katherine-xX]

Alondra rolled her eyes. "It's not even time yet!" It was barely after sunset, in her mind. There was hardly any need to go to bed now. But there were things happening tomorrow, what with the newcomers and all. Plus there was always training.


"But if I have to..."


She took the chalice and downed the contents before stumbling off to the bedroom. Alondra pushed herself up into the bed, curling under the sheets. She was really quite sleepy, it had been a long day, after all. Her eyes drifted ever so slowly until all that could be heard was the sound of her tiny, rhythmic breaths.