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Offline erich hess  
#621 Posted : 12 April 2019 05:10:07(UTC)
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Erica slowly smiles at Blake. He was far too late for that barb to work. Rueben's memory was repressed into that pit of her mind with the other people she lost or killed. People who now only ever existed to her in a vague sense. She cups her finger to her ear and pretends to struggle to hear him. " huh? Your lack of teeth makes you very hard to understand." She proudly smiles showing all of her teeth. Thanks to regular autodoc visits,she had prewar level teeth.

Nina was irked far more outwardly than erica about Rueben. She puffed up slightly and looked over the situation. He wanted to be killed,so it was far better to deny. "Nah,love. We missed hanging around you inside there." She nods over her shoulder at the building. "You kept skittering off. Couldn't get a bloody word in. Now...well we got lots of catching up to do. How bout a drink?" She says cheerfully forcing her bottle of liquor into Blake's open wound of a mouth. While not as open with it,Nina could be as sadistic as her partner.

Dallas really wanted to get dustyn away from here. He couldn't stand to hear Blake Any more,so he could only imagine dustyn. "Do you ever shut the fuck up?!" Dallas roars when Blake speaks again. " i guess you just don't learn." He says starting to turn towards Blake once more. But stops when dustyn brushes past him to confront Blake. He watches with mouth open as dustyn changes. In that moment he hated Blake even more. This wasn't the dustyn he knew. This was like every other person the wastes seemed to contain.

Erica and Nina look at each other in shock. Erica looks slightly confused and starts to turn around. As she does,Nina slips an arm around her waist and keeps her there. Nina knew Erica wanted to runaway when confronted with a replay of the moment the wasteland broke her. But...erica had an image to maintain and Nina had to help maintain it. Unlike Erica,Nina had been raised around,and was comfortable with, violence. She didn't need to be pushed into it. Nina shoves the bottle into Erica's hand and nods. Erica wipes the bottle from Blake and drinks heavily.

Erich is taken aback by the sudden change in dustyn and slightly lowers the gun to now aim at the middle of Blake's shoulders. He didn't want the gun accidently going off and hitting dustyn. In between it all,erich looks to Dallas and mouths "hard candy?" Silently. Dallas replies with a shrug. Erich only assumes dustyn is right. He certainly never heard of hard candy. But he also stopped paying attention after ray of light. Erich didnt like seeing dustyn become like everyone else. But....maybe he had to. It was a darwin world now. When dustyn asks for his gun,erich pulls back the hammer and hands it to dustyn. "Careful.it kicks like a mother fucker." He warns. Directly after he makes eye contact with billy and Erica. Erich moves his eyes back down towards Blake. While dustyn is justifiably pissed,he may balk when it comes time to actually kill Blake. He wanted other guns trained on Blake.
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#622 Posted : 12 April 2019 05:58:51(UTC)
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"Dustyn, you might want to come around the side or the back if you're going to fire that," Riley says nervously as he tries to inch away while still keeping hold of Blake. If Dustyn fires, that bullet is tearing through Blake's skull and making a one-way journey into Riley's crotch. Getting shot in the dick is such a low blow, literally. Dustyn just looks at Riley for all of two seconds then returns his focus to Blake, scowling at him down the barrel. "Or you could stay there...that's...that's fine..." Riley stutters, not wanting to provoke an angry Irishman with a shotgun. He takes a deep breath and decides it's in his own best interest to let Blake go. Riley steps aside and quickly pushes Blake down onto the ground by his shoulders. Luckily, Blake doesn't try to make a run for it. He's done. He just lays there as Dustyn looms over him.

Billy takes in the scene, equally as excited as he is scared. He finds it beautifully ironic how Dustyn now towers over Blake, making him feel insignificant and powerless after all the years of Blake looming over Dustyn. He knows how this will go down after the trigger is pulled. Dustyn will either become a wreck instantaneously and regret his actions or it'll ignite a blood lust within. "As soon as the shot is fired, be there for him," he says quietly to Dallas. Regardless of the outcome, Dustyn having his boyfriend around is bound to improve the situation.

"Dustyn, I-" Blake begins as tears silently stroll down his cheeks, looking up at his ex. He raises a hand up in front of the barrel as if it'll do any good.

"Shut the fuck up, cunt!!" Dustyn barks, kicking Blake while simultaneously whacking his hand away with the gun. Billy and Riley have known Dustyn since they were all teenagers and have never seem him this exasperated. Yes, he's lost his temper and had arguments with and around them but this? This is beyond. Little Dustyn is about to murder someone in broad daylight. "As you said, I've slept around. I've slept with a LOT of guys, Blake. You've always been a special one though. Out of the MOUNTAINS of men that I've climbed, you will always, always be the one...with the smallest dick. I think we've found your real problem, Blake!"

"I had a feeling that was the case," Billy says to those around him, trying to hold in his laughter at such a serious moment. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying the berating of Blake. Lord knows the man had it come.

"Dust-" Blake starts, trying to scramble back up onto his feet.

"We're done here," Dustyn says flatly before pulling the trigger without hesitation. Spatters of blood and flesh travel through the air akin to how poor Joshua went. Aside from the severe ringing in everyone's ears, a deadly silence falls over the group. Blake's corpse lays flat on the ground with pretty much half of his skull gone and a lot of gruesome stuff spilling out onto the concrete. Dustyn looks down at the body of his tormentor and appears to be calm and somewhat detached at first but a few seconds later, he drops the gun as he starts to shake while his chest frantically rises and falls.

"Go, go!" Billy says to Dallas, giving him a little push forward. He can see that Dustyn is on the verge of bawling and as much as he wishes to comfort his friend himself, he knows that Dallas should be the one. He looks at Blake's body for a moment before moving his attention to the other survivors standing across from him. "So.......how small do you think it was?" he asks in his usual crude and immature way but Billy senses that the situation calls for it otherwise they'd all just be standing around and watching Dustyn breakdown after shooting his ex-boyfriend's head off.
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#623 Posted : 12 April 2019 23:21:57(UTC)
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While they had their differences,Dallas did genuinely appreciate billy's concern for dusty. Billy could have easily slipped into the role of comforting dustyn,but he didn't. Deep down,he didn't want dusty to go through with this. In the old world,this wouldn't be defensible. It would be murder. Dallas nods silently to Billy while not taking his eyes off dustyn. Dallas jumps slightly when dustyn goes off on blake. It was still strange to hear. It was like the exorcist when the deep voice comes from reagan's mouth.

Erica ponders the claim of Blake having the smallest willy in dustyn's experience. Her mind instantly went to the famous owner of a small willy,deneil. "You think it's smaller than d-" Erica starts before she's cut off by Nina sharply squeezing her.

"Sh"Nina says very quietly to Erica. While it was obvious that billy's brothers weren't around. But Nina didn't want questions to start. "There's no way he'll do this,love." Nina says to erica and Billy. Slightly amused,but more hopefully than anything.

Erich also stepped away slightly when it was clear that dustyn wasn't lowering the gun or moving. He wasn't keen on willy shots either. He still had that possibility of erica and Nina both after this was all done. So he needed to be intact and ready. "Oh. Yeah. That does make sense." Erich nods as if it the small willy was a revelation to him.

Then,the shot was fired and it was all over.

Dallas walks quickly and quietly over to dustyn. However,he doesn't touch him. He wasnt sure what sort of dustyn he'd be dealing with. "Dust?" He starts slowly,while stepping between dutyn and the body. Finally,bulking up for the Brotherhood was useful for more than just arousing dustyn. "You ok?" He asks softly,taking one of dustyn's hands.

Erich bends down and picks up the gun. He ejects the shell and it bounces off the ground until it lands in the pool of ....stuff on the ground. The viscosity of it doesn't let the shell bounce more than once. With the party over,he starts to walk away. He does pause by dustyn and pat his shoulder. "He was a rat bastard. The world's a bit better now. You saved the day again." He says before walking away to give privacy . The comforting role was dallas' ,so erich took the proud father figure one.

"You could check,love." Nina smirks to Billy,nodding towards the corpse. It'd be silly to not check Blake's pockets. "Im guessing it's the dick equivalent of Erica's tits." She jokes. It was hundreds of years later,she and Erica were now vicious killers....but she still gave Erica shit about her breasts.

Erica laughs and bumps Nina with her hips. " they're the pride of good neighbor,bitch. Magnolia even sings a song about them." She chuckles to Nina and Billy before nodding towards the camp. Dustyn probably didn't want or need them all around. Plus....she kinda didn't want dustyn getting too much a lust for revenge. He easily could remember their incident from earlier. Before they start walking towards the camp,erica approaches dustyn and leans close to him and whispers," don't enjoy this feeling,dustyn. You won't like how it changes you. Trust me." Erica says quietly before continuing on her way.
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#624 Posted : 13 April 2019 12:09:27(UTC)
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Dustyn collapses into Dallas' arms and begins to bawl, totally breaking down and immediately regretting his actions. Billy had expected this from Dustyn as he knows just how good of soul he really is. The YEARS of pent up frustration and anger finally took its toll on Dustyn and he snapped in the moment. Now that it's over, the reality is setting back in for him. "I'M...I'M SORRY!!! I'M SO SORRY!!! I-I-I-...I DIDN'T MEAN...." Dustyn cries out, soaking his boyfriend in his tears. He isn't even sure what he's apologising for as Blake got what was coming to him. It's all just so overwhelming for him. Dustyn has just blown his ex-boyfriend's head off with a shotgun. No matter how justified, the action is extreme and something you hear about happening to "other people" on the local news. Dustyn had never seen himself as being one of those guys.

Billy is already on it, patting down Blake's body for anything of value. He pulls out the irradiated dagger that Blake flaunted earlier before he switched to the harpoon when things intensified. Billy holds the weapon up and examines the seemingly glowing veins of radiated material running throughout the blade. "You think this was what was driving him mad? He had it close to him all the fucking time." Billy throws it onto the ground, not really interested in keeping it for himself. It's not wise to carry rads around in ones back pocket plus it'd just be a painful reminder of Blake. He reaches into another pocket and grabs a handful of caps. "Looks about 20 caps here," he says while counting them in his hand. Billy then does a double-take of Blake's crotch, contemplating unzipping him for a laugh. "Am I really going to stoop this low?"
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#625 Posted : 15 April 2019 23:09:05(UTC)
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Dallas was expecting the eventual breakdown of dustyn. Either here or later tonight when things were quiet. Dallas wraps his arms around dustyn and rests his chin on his boyfriend's head. This causes him to also shake with dustyn's sobs. Dallas' first thought was to tell dusty he just did the world a favor. But,at the end of the day? He just killed someone he knew. Someone with whom there were once good times. Presumably. "I know,dust. We know.." He says to dustyn,trying to look past his own face to dustyn. It was a moment where Dallas was lost for words. " it's hard taking a life that isn't an immediate threat." He adds,holding dustyn and turning away from what had just been done.


" daggers don't make people mad,mad people make daggers." Erich quips,parodying the well known Americanism about guns and killers. He does nod with approval as it clatters to the ground. " capital idea. That thing would probably give you ball cancer or something." He grimaced,stepping away from the knife slightly.

Erica contemplates billy's question. Is it low to violate the privacy of the dead? "...perhaps his dick was two sizes too small." She grins,quoting the Grinch who stole Christmas' narrator.

"Itll be a disappointment ,love." Nina says,leaning against a bent lamppost. "Its been built up so much that unless it's abnormally small,meh" she says scanning the horizon.
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#626 Posted : 16 April 2019 00:57:27(UTC)
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"I say we burn his fucking corpse or throw him to the mirelurks. He's had more lives than a Buddhist cat." Billy is sort of riding a little wave of blood lust and revenge, getting a natural high from it. Focusing on being extremely cruel to Blake is helping him keep his mind off of his brothers. He doesn't know officially that they're dead but at the back of his mind, he KNOWS. He's just prolonging things until he actually has to find out for real and face the ugly truth. Billy bends down and finally begins to nurse his gunshot wound courtesy of the turrets. He opens up his little bag and takes out some bandages and a pair of rusted and unsanitary looking tweezers but you have to make do in the wasteland. "Anyone feel like pulling a bullet out of my arm?" he asks while looking over at the others. Billy secretly hopes Erich volunteers as he seems like he'd have the softest touch. He can't picture Nina being very tender to a wound.

Riley has spent the last few moments standing over Blake's body as if he's standing guard in the off chance that he springs back to life. He plays out the last God knows how many years in his head, briefly reliving all the shit Blake put everyone through from his explosive relationship with Dustyn back in 2012 all the way up to his murderous rampage. Blake had this coming. It's just surreal that it actually happened. Justice is very rarely served. He takes it in, embracing the silence that has finally fallen over today. "Shit..." he says as a look of worry grows on his face. Riley slowly crouches down, looking over at Dustyn to make sure he's not witnessing it.

"What's wrong, Ri?" Billy asks, holding his bleeding arm but Riley doesn't respond. He's in his own little bubble and focusing on Blake's corpse.

"Forgive me for this..." Riley says quietly as if talking to God or some higher being. He grimaces and screws up his face as he bends down and leans closer to the mush that was once Blake's head. Billy watches in horror as Riley places his hand into Blake's blown out brains. Just what they need, another madman. Riley turns his head, not wanting to actively look at it as he takes hold of what he wants. "Groddy..." he says, shaking off bits of blood and flesh from his hand and what appears to be a synth component. Riley sighs and shows it to Nina, Erica, Billy and Erich. It opens up another can of worms. Two Blakes? One good, one evil? Is the original Blake still alive? Who else from the old world has The Institute replicated?


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#627 Posted : 16 April 2019 01:58:35(UTC)
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" stick a bone in his ass and let the dogs drag him off." Nina suggests. Burning him seemed far too respectful. Blake deserved to bloat and rot in the open. Briefly,she took in the tranquil sounds of th3 now silent parking lot. Times like this don't last too long. Nina does raise her eyebrow at Billys need and laughs and shakes her head. " fuck no,love. You'll probably like the pain." She jokes,looking down at the wound. She mainly refused because she didnt want the small talk drifting to the fates of billy's brothers.

Erich looks at the body briefly before shrugging. " we could strap rockets to it and see how far it'll fly?" He suggests. He could use some entertainment after the day they had had. Erich finds a pack of very dry cigarettes laying on the ground. So He picks them up and lights one thoughtfully. Billy was asking him something far out of his comfort zone. sex with Billy was more in his comfort zone than minor surgery. But he nods and exhales the smoke. He picks up the grubby tweezers and takes A deep breath. " lucky for you,i loved the Scouts. Unlucky for you.....i never was actually a member." He grins. This was going to be an experience for sure.

Erica makes a face when she sees Riley appearing to rummage through Blake's head. " yo.... Necrophilia is still frowned on these days...i think." She calls over to Riley with her hands cupped around her mouth. Her voice echoes off the walls around them. Erica is many things. But quiet is not one of them. However,her face scrunches up when she sees what he is retrieving. She was certainly torn. She knew that somewhere,mariko had one of those as well. Did mariko and Blake see each other at the Institute? " the real one may have died years ago....shit." She says in disappointment.
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#628 Posted : 16 April 2019 03:03:08(UTC)
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A little while has passed and the group are now making their way to the elusive vault. After the carnage of the last 48 hours, a somber silence has fallen over everyone. Dustyn is still rather withdrawn after the ordeal with Blake, Riley is secretly carrying the synth component on his person waiting for the right moment to bring it up to Dallas, and Billy learned the fate of his brothers. Rather than leading the pack, Billy has fallen behind while Dallas and Riley have moved to the front. He hasn't fully broken down but it's hit Billy hard. The fact that he can't even remember the last words he said to Deneil and Sayyid is cutting him deep. Billy hasn't said a word in over an hour.

Riley leads at the front with Dallas. With Billy falling behind, it was only natural that these two take over as leaders. The group is smaller in numbers and many members are extremely tired and somewhat wounded. They need two big strapping men up front. Ever since leaving Blake's corpse behind, the discovery of him being as synth has been preying on his mind. He has refrained from telling Dallas and Dustyn as the news could throw Dusty over the edge. Blake being a synth opens up a lot of new questions for the group. "Dallas..." Riley begins, keeping his voice as low as possible. He places a hand on his pocket, feeling the component. "When we get to the vault...can I speak to you...in private?" He tries to make eye contact with Dallas to express the seriousness of the situation.

Dustyn's stomach rumbles violently as he clutches onto it. He upchucked everything he had in his stomach earlier and is feeling empty. "So...what are you hoping for with Karoliena?" Dustyn asks quietly, clearly not that interested but just making conversation. He doesn't want anyone to pander to him and ask how he's doing.
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#629 Posted : 16 April 2019 04:56:19(UTC)
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It had been nice to get back on the road again. New scenery could really refresh ones mood. Even if that new scenery was a different burned tree trunk or a different color derelict vehicle. Erica and Nina trudged along off to the side of the main group. Ambush the ambushers was their theory. Being petty highway robbers at one time,they knew the usual spots these folks would hide. The pair were traveling in style due to picking up a large beach umbrella from a campground. The searing sun couldn't get them now.

Dallas had found a laser rifle since their picking back up on the trail again,so he felt a bit better now. He was more in his element and was looking for some power armor to complete the ensemble. He heard pre war suits littered the Commonwealth. His ears prick up when Riley speaks to him. But he doesn't look immediately over. " sure,man. Hey,if its about the you,me,and dusty thing? Just relax. I think he wasnt thinking straight..." Dallas smirks about at the joke but drops it when he sees Riley. He looks over and veers slightly closer to him. "Yeah. Of course. What's up?" He asks,casting an eye over towards the girls. He assumed maybe whatever was on Riley's mind had something to do with justice and them.

Erich walked alongside dustyn and smiles when dustyn's stomach makes a sound. All of the group's stomachs were fairly empty,but dustyn's more than most. While there was plenty of game to hunt,most still didn't set Erich's appetite to raise. As he walked,he carried a long rifle across his shoulders with his arms draped across it,much like he was crucified. While idle chit chat,dustyn's question had weight it didn't have before. " i don't even fucking know anymore ,dustyn." Erich says bitterly. Every one of their party's deaths,all of dustyn's suffering..it was because of Erich and this trip." She's just always been the one constant in my life. You know? " erich says,looking away. It sounded pathetic. "Maybe live there too. It seems like a good option ." he adds .
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#630 Posted : 16 April 2019 06:23:54(UTC)
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"Oh...that, I had forgotten about that," Riley says as he goes suddenly shy and nervous. It wasn't on his mind until Dallas referenced it. He was far too caught up in the murdering and the synth discovery to be thinking about threesome fun. He's glad that the topic has been thrown out there though as it allows time for Riley to prolong things and gather his thoughts. "I actually want to talk about that too. I...I've never done...that before. It's all new to me. A couple...two...two guys...I...I don't know the rules..." Riley blushes and stutters, clearly worried about saying the wrong thing. It's all new to him and the fact that Dallas and Dustyn already have a strong and established bond makes him worry that he might be stepping on toes. He clears his throat and pats his pocket, double checking that the component is still in place. "I'll talk to you about the other thing when we're alone," Riley says while looking over his shoulder at Dustyn. Riley feels it's best that Dallas be the one who either informs Dustyn or decides against it. "It's...quite something, mate."

Dustyn kicks stones and other debris on the road, making no bones about how down and sluggish he feels. If not for initiating conversation with Erich, Dustyn would be as withdrawn as Billy and he doesn't want that. Dustyn can't be alone with his own thoughts like Billy. He'll just breakdown again. He needs a distraction. "I hope she's still the same as the old world version. I hope the vault dwellers are nice too. Just blew my ex-boyfriend's head off, I don't want to slaughter an entire vault today," Dustyn says flatly with no usual hint of humour in his voice. He's being serious. If Dustyn has to fire another bullet today he'll lose his mind. "Are you sure you want to stay in a vault? It seems kinda...isolated. Diamond City isn't that bad."

At the back of the group, Billy falls behind and leans against a burnt out Corvega. He's clearly not feeling too well. After a few moments, a loud banging of metal is heard as Billy collapses against the vehicle before hitting the floor.

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#631 Posted : 16 April 2019 23:57:12(UTC)
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"First rule of right club: you do not talk about fight club" Dallas begins with a beardy smirk. He actually had some of the same concerns as Riley. He had never done such a thing before . even during his lively days as a musician,that wasn't something he usually got up to. But he wasn't about to tell Riley this. This was more dustyn's show,he was just the supporting actor. Riley's want of privacy for the real topic on his mind did intrigue Dallas. " well,ok..if it can wait until then." Dallas says to Riley and looking ahead,hoping the vault was in sight. He wasn't a patient man.

Erich also occasionally kicks a stray bottle or can. He figures there is no harm since they were all speaking normally anyway. They weren't exactly sneaking around the place. Walking and talking with dustyn felt almost normal. Like walking through a park. A park that had all its grass die. Dustyn's words make erich realize something he hadnt thought about before. What if Karoliena was different? What then? There was really nothing stopping her from ruling the vault with an iron fist. " shit ..i hadn't thought about that." Erich muses,picturing the absolute worst vision of Karoliena he could muster. It could be horrifying. But erich had to remain hopeful. " im sure they will be nice to us. Judging from the before times,Karoliena likes you and me. Billy she may not. And she was indifferent to Riley. Also,im not sure. But i think she had something going on with Erica and Gretchen." Erich says,not wanting to address the bit about having go murder a vault full of people. He really couldn't tell if dustyn wanted to or not. So He wasn't asking. At the suggestion of diamond city,erich sighs and slows his walk. "Dust." He starts in his rarely used serious tone. " if i stay out here much longer,im going to end up a Rueben or an-" he then cuts his eyes meaningfully towards Erica. " and we know what happens to Ruebens out here." Erich says closing his eyes as he walks. " I'll still be on the return trip to diamond city. I have a promise to keep to Joshua." Erich says grimly. Being a man who tended to avoid hard subjects,he planned to skip the talking to piper bit and head straight towards political assassination.

Erica and Nina are talking as they walk. They are really enjoying their umbrella's shade. Nina is telling a very animated story to her friend. " so his head just pops the fuck off,love. I mean FLIES like ten feet in the air. So I'm like what the literal fuck,obviously. This had to be a defective synth,right? NO! Turns out it was 3 bloody mole rats wearing human skin like a costume. They're evolving. Trust me." Nina says in amazement.

Erica isnt buying it and stops walking. "That is bullshit and you know it!" Erica says shaking her head. She is about to continue when she hears the clatter of Billy falling down. "fuck!" She yelps before she and Nina run over to him. " we need help here! Somethings up with Billy!"

Nina kneels beside Billy and turns him this way and that,attempting to find bullet holes or something. " love...what happened?! Cmon c'mon." She hisses,lightly smacking billy's cheeks.
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"I'm sure it'll be fun though. I mean, it's hardly a chore. Once we figure out what we're actually doing...it could be quite something," Riley says, looking over at Dallas with a smirk. He tries to remain optimistic and not stress out too much about the situation. It could lead to stage fright at an important moment. That's no use to anyone. Riley's stomach churns when he sees the area that they're heading towards. Parkview Apartments. They're inching closer to Vault 81 but have to cut through this hell hole if they wish to proceed further. "Guns ready, Dallas. We'll be on the defensive through here" Riley warns in a low voice. This is raider territory. When he hears the clunking of Billy, however, his attention sways and he doubles back to aid his friend.

"BILLY!" Dustyn yelps, springing into action and immediately becoming more lively than he's been in hours. His love for his best friend far outweighs Dustyn's need to wallow around feeling sorry for himself. His natural paternal instinct kicks in and he rushes over to tend to his friend. "Billy, are you OK?" he asks in a soft and concerned voice while bending down beside him. "When did you last eat something?".

Billy just lays propped against the vehicle, breathing heavily while appearing very tired and sluggish. He's too weak to even respond to a simple question and his forehead is glazed with sweat. "I..I..hav-I..." Billy mumbles pathetically as his left hand starts to tremor. With all the travelling, running, fighting and dodging bullets over the last 48 hours, Billy's not been keeping an eye on his sugar levels. He might be a great leader and top wasteland warrior but Billy is still diabetic and needs to take more care.

"Does anyone have anything sweet?? Cinnamon roll? Gum drops?" Dustyn asks, looking around at the group while holding Billy.

Riley frowns, shaking his head slowly and feeling hopelessly helpless. "Shit, I don't have anything like th-". Riley is cut off as a bullet pings off of the frame of the car, narrowly missing Dustyn's back. A group of raiders stand on the rooftop of an old apartment across the way and the have the group in sight.
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"Sounds like your talking about fight Club." Dallas grins over to Riley. While he was sure Riley was right about it being fun. Dallas couldn't help but think it might end up being awkward. Like that time we walked in on kellin and Val making out. Dallas wasnt missing his favorite TV show,so he plopped down on the couch next to them. Sometimes he missed kellinm. But He didn't miss kellin's hairy armpitted girlfriend. Ah,the before times. Dallas nods to riley about being ready. He flicks a switch and the laser rifle hums to life. " you know,im really starting to prefer our resident raiders' flavor of hijinx as opposed to the regular ones." He sighs scanning the distant balconies for movement. Though he did vaguely wonder if the harlots were more gangsters than raiders.

"Really,Billy?! Im fairly certain an autodoc can probably fix that right up,love." Nina gently teases Billy. In all of her travels she had never met a diabetic in the modern age...unless they all managed to die off fairly quickly. What would these people know about diabetes?

Erica ducks behind the car and tucks in close beside Billy. " i got something sweet for him." She quips before getting kicked by Nina sharply. "What?! Laughter is the best medicine! I don't have anything foodwise to give him either. Let's procure some goods from those raiders. You know their fat asses love fancy lads." Erica laughs while returning fire from behind the car fender.

Erich looks down the scope of his rifle at the raiders who have now spotted them. Luckily most had terrible aim and weren't popping their heads off left and right. They probably needed to take care of Billy sooner than later. But they couldn't all go running off. " I'll stay with Billy. This long rifle is no good inside a building." He offers before firing off a shot and working the bolt to reload.

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"Stay with him!" Dustyn commands Erica as he takes a rifle from Dallas' back and goes charging towards the apartments. He didn't plan on killing anyone else today but his group is being targeted by a bunch of scum and his best friend needs some of their loot before he slips into a coma. Dustyn is on it. He doesn't particularly want to kill anyone but it's either these raiders or his friends. So be it.

"DUSTYN, NO!!" Riley yells after him as he sees little Dustyn charging into the apartments on his own. He quickly follows but Dustyn is already inside the decaying buildings. Riley cringes as he hears gunshots from inside, hoping that none of them were fatal to his friend. "Someone deal with the snipers!" Riley calls back to the others. The place is going to be swarming with raiders. The ones up on the roof are the least of Riley's worries. Upon entering, he's surprised to see Dustyn looting a fresh corpse of a raider, grabbing a packet of gum drops, some caps and pistol ammo. The gunshot must have been Dustyn killing the guy. Riley crouches down and places a hand on Dustyn's back. "Those sweets will be enough for Billy. We have to get out of here, Dusty..."

"No," Dustyn states bluntly, getting back up onto his feet and reloading. "I'm tired of these fuckers. They'd only put a bullet in our heads if we don't do it to them first." While the statement is true, it's not a usual one for Dustyn. Maybe a little blood lust has been unleashed after all. He storms upstairs, making sure to slip away before Riley has a chance to grab him.

"Dusty!!" Riley chases after him, more focused on keeping him safe than tackling any sort of threat. Dustyn isn't the strongest fighter but God he's fast and nimble. He moves like one of his beloved cats, making it hard for Riley to get to him.

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Erica looks at dustyn with a "who the fuck do you think you're speaking to like that?!"
expression. She narrows her eyes at him but soon nods to the affirmative. She scoots on her butt across the ground and lays billy's head on her thigh. Nina takes her spot beside the car's fin and starts firing towards the building.

"God dammit." Dallas hisses when dustyn takes off. He could understand dustyn's concern for his friend,but this was not the way to go about it. Before he could stop him,dustyn was off.

Erich just shakes his head. Dustyn has more than proven himself capable. So he may come through this. Erich wanted to chase after him but did not. They couldn't treat dustyn as a weak link. The man was more than capable...though getting a little eager with the old trigger. "Gimme a sec." Erich says to Riley,bracing his rifle against the car with his palm and taking aim at the snipers. " pop that little head out again....thats it." He whispers as if the raider can hear him attempting to coerce her. One shot and the raider woman falls. " oh. You got a friend? Join the bullet in the face club." And he fires again and a distant body falls. He racks the bolt again and takes aim. Another one down.

Nina looks at their party and the odds facing Riley and dustyn. " someone needs to go in there and back them up,loves. " nina says over the cacophony all around them.

Erica pipes up when Dallas doesn't take off running. " she means you,knob. Billy can't wait until dustyn gets...this out of his system." Erica spats, she doesnt like the all too familiar attitude of dusty.

"Off you go. On your bike." Nina adds.

Dallas takes a breath and runs towards the building. He fires a few shots through the buildings windows as he runs. Through the dust and shadows ,Dallas can see a body. His heart stops briefly until he sees it isnt dustyn. He swallows and starts walking slowly through the building. Surprisingly quiet for someone of his mass.
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Riley runs throughout the building, trying to track down Dustyn. He can hear rapid footsteps on the stairwell so assumes Dustyn is making not pit stops and heading straight for the roof. Every so often, Riley trembles as loud gunshots go off, fearing that each one of them ended Dustyn's life but as he continues up the stairs, Riley often has to jump over the bodies of freshly murdered raiders courtesy of Dusty. He's on a rampage. "Dustyn, slow down!!" Riley calls out, fighting the tight feeling growing in his chest. Like Billy's diabetes, Riley's breathing issues haven't magically vanished. Luckily for him he is extremely fit and active so can push through it. "Dustyn...please!!". Riley is alerted when he hears footsteps behind him, he swirls his gun around and is about to pull the trigger when he sees it's Dallas. "Dallas! He's heading to the roof!!"

Dustyn is then heard screaming out from above them. It's a different kind of yell from his usual fearful one. He's clearly been hurt. Another scream is heard and Riley races up the stairs. No gunshot was heard which confuses and unnerves Riley making him wonder what he's about to discover. As he reaches the summit of the stairs, Riley stops dead in his tracks as he sees a trail of blood leading to Dustyn who is laying face down on the floor. "Dallas, I..." Riley begins, about to console Dallas before Dustyn shows signs of life, surprising and relieving the both of them.

"OWWW!!!!" Dustyn moans, rolling onto his side and holding his hip. His hand is covered in blood and it's evident that he's been stabbed at the waist.

"Dustyn!" Riley runs over to Dustyn's aid, crouching down and getting a look at the wound. "Might hurt like hell but it doesn't seem deep, Dustyn. We can get this cleaned and stitched." Riley catches his breath and wipes sweat from his brow, winding down from the chase and feeling relief knowing that his old friend is still with them. "You're lucky that wasn't a bullet, Dustyn. What the hell were you thinking running in here?"

Before Dustyn can muster up an answer, he screams out and points behind Dallas' shoulder. "Dallas, there he is!!". A raider comes running towards them yielding a bloody knife. It's not a wise move to ambush these guys with only a blade but the raider is clearly high on whatever chemicals he's been huffing.
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Dallas had had his fill of dusty old buildings as of late and grew grumpier with each step. The world was littered with snack food. So there was little reason to fight raiders for it. Up ahead he can hear Riley pounding through the building and the occasional call for dustyn. Dallas remained silent as he moved towards where he assumed his friends would be. Better any raiders around assume there are only two outsiders in the building rather than three. Dallas' sneaking almost backfired on him when he ended up running into Riley far sooner than he expected to. "Gah! It's me." Dallas whispers to Riley. He really didnt feel like being shot by friendly fire today. "The roof?! There is no need. Erich is getting them for us." Dallas replies shaking his head. If they were into domination,dustyn would be in for one hell of a spanking tonight.

Dallas takes off running when he hears dustyn scream. All he can picture is the way deneil died. There was no shortage of jagged metal around...and he wasn't sure he could,or allow anyone else to,mercy kill dustyn. "Dusty!!" He bellows as they run towards the sound. He stops cold when he sees blood and dustyn on the ground. "No...no..." Dallas starts before dustyn stirs back to life. His movements both relieve Dallas,and make him want to smack the back of dustyn's head. He wasn't going go chide dustyn for his foolish actions. They'd all been where he was at one time too.

At dustyn's alarm,Dallas whips around and instantly starts firing. The bolts of searing light fly from his rifle. Two strike the Raider's torso,one in the neck and the final one turns the man to ash. A knife is a poor choice of weapon in a world where guns are found everywhere. The air fills rapidly with the acrid smell of instant cremation...it smells like burning hair and bacon. Dallas kneels down to check on dustyn. " if you wanted a piggy back ride,all you had to do was ask." He jokes weakly,trying to hide his concern.


Outside Nina and Erica are shooting the shit while erich shoots would be snipers. Nina sits behind the car in relative safety. "We should draw dicks on billy's face to surprise him when he comes to."

Erica laughs and smiles down at billy. "Uncircumcised ones. The harlots are bucking the trends." She grins.

Nina purses her lips and looks over at the building full of raiders. " i dunno,love. You think these days people bother with circumcision? It seems like a pointless risk of infection."

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"There...there are still more further down the way. I heard them," Dustyn says sluggishly as he holds onto his wound and fights the tears. Dustyn has been through a lot of stuff in this life but this is the first time he's been injured by a weapon. A knife wound feels just as painful as he imagined...and maybe even more. An insatiable throb manifests itself deep within him and no amount of pressure seems to ease it. Different waves of intensity wash over him, sometimes feeling a sharp twinge and other times experiencing a stubborn and dull ache in the area. "I'm sorry...I just...I...I don't know. I...I just need to help Billy." Dustyn has come down from his little rampage and is realising that he's bitten off more than he can chew. No matter how good his intentions are and how determined he is, Dustyn isn't made for the rough and tumble of the wasteland. "Get me the fuck out of here," he groans, holding onto his bleeding waist.

Riley had gone off to clear out the other raiders that Dustyn had mentioned. Unlike some of the others, Riley doesn't need to worry about backup. He's a tank in his own right. Multiple shots are heard further down the corridor and, a few moments later, Riley returns to the boys while yielding a duffle bag. "Picked up some goodies," Riley says while patting the bag. The raiders are hardly going to be needing them anymore. "Right...you OK with carrying Dusty for a bit?" he asks Dallas. Dustyn isn't that heavy so it shouldn't be a problem to pick him up and, if need be, take him all the way to the vault as it's not that far.

Billy mumbles and weakly moves his hand in a shooing motion at Erica and Nina as if telling them to piss off. He's pretty out of it but he heard the word "dicks" and not in good context. Nobody is tarnishing his beautiful face with inky foreskin.
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Dallas grimaces at the thought of there being more people out for their blood not too far away. But he doesnt take off running. Fuck em. They'll just take dustyn and leave these morons to their falling down building. Dallas inspects dustyn's wound a bit before coming to the conclusion that he would live. Most likely. "You're damned lucky,dust. Though you'll probably wish it killed you when we pour alcohol on that." Dallas says,trying to add some levity to the situation. It would do no good to admonish dustyn. His heart was in the right place: the center of his chest. Unlike some bodies around here. " you did help him,dustyn. Probably saved his life." Dallas says warmly to his boyfriend...even if a very old part of Dallas wouldn't have cared if billy died. But,it'd upset dustyn and he didn't want that.

Dallas waits patiently as Riley leaves. He keeps an ear open for if the big man needed help. Old habits die hard and the minutemen weren't exactly thought of as capable in the Brotherhood's eyes. But,soon he returned and bearing supplies! " I hope there is a quantum in there." Dallas grins at riley before hefting dustyn like a very large cat. It'd probably hurt dustyn too much to drape him over his shoulder. So he carried him clutched to his chest. Dustyn wasn't that heavy,so Dallas could easily make it out with him. " we'll have to make a little cart or sled for him." Dallas asseses to Riley . while small,there was no way Dallas could carry dustyn for miles.

Erica rolls her eyes at billy's groans. "Fine. We wont draw on you. Baby. Let the baby have his way." She teases. About 5 more minutes and erica was going inside the building. She wasn't a doctor,but Billy couldn't wait for dustyn to quit fooling around.

With a satisfied with,erich lowers his rifle and sits behind the car as well. He pats billy's foot and tiredly says," and that's the last of them. At least on the roof. Speaking of circumcision, you guys think i could randomly whip mine out and these wasteland women will assume I'm injured and kiss it to make it better?"

Nina shakes her head." Probably not,love. They probably think You're turning ghoul or something."
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Riley comes rushing out of the building, not wanting to waste any more time. Dustyn is wounded and Billy is on the verge of a coma. There's no time to falter here. Riley throws the duffle bag down on the ground and kneels down to tend to Billy. As he rummages for something sweet, Riley looks over at Erich and thinks it's best to inform him about Dustyn's situation before the sight shocks him. "Erich, Dustyn got hurt. He'll be OK but he'll need to be sanitised and stitched up. I know Billy has some bandages in his bag. Can you check to see if he's got anything else of use? If not...we'll have to take our chances and hope that the vault dwellers are kind enough to help." Riley holds the back of Billy's head as he helps him sip on a Nuka Cola Quantum that he found in the apartments. They're rare and valuable but desperate times call for desperate measures. "Drink up, mate," Riley says softly as he keeps hold of Billy while feeding him like his baby.

Billy sips on the glowing concoction and starts to come back around. It's amazing how quickly things can turn around for a diabetic with just a little bit of sugar in the system. "Oh God...I feel like shit..." he mumbles, still sounding a little lethargic but at least he's able to string a sentence together. Billy takes another sip and looks over at the others, feeling a little confused and guilty for holding things up. "I'm sorry, guys. Did I...miss anything?". Hypoglycemia causes a lot of confusion, visual and sonic distortion and even loss of consciousness. Billy was blissfully unaware of the mini battle with the raiders. "SHIT!" he blurts out upon seeing Dallas emerge from the building while carrying a wounded Dustyn.

"Is it gonna hurt when I'm being fixed up?" Dustyn whimpers as he clings onto Dallas. He has a very low tolerance for pain and is on the brink of passing out. The sharp twinges of his torn skin and the dull ache from deep within refuse to subside for so much as second. "Be gentle...be gentle...don't hurt me..." he says in a panic as if Dallas has any control over Dustyn's nervous system.
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