"i cant let you go. not now." erica says almost apologetically. the ball was in motion and wouldnt stop until it came to a wall. she had to ride this until the end. inwardly,she winces when she feels dustyn go limp. she'd been there before. being helpless and just waiting for that final moment. unlike most of her and nina's antics. this one erica almost felt like it wasnt her doing it. she was just watching someone that looked like her do this horrible thing. she did take her finger off the trigger and float it slightly above. she tried mentally telling dustyn it wasnt personal,they just couldnt do it any other way.

"i dont give a fuck about your sister. why would i,or the brotherhood care about what goes on in good neighbor? i barely even know her. " dallas says,shooting his eyes from erica to dustyn and to nina. every muscle in his body wanted to jump and snatch him from the girls. suddenly,he wasnt dallas the paladin,he was just dallas. as impotent as he was when billy assaulted dustyn so many years ago. " please...just take the gun away from him and let him go."

nina looks to erica and shrugs,taking her pistol from her waistband and holds it on dallas. "couldnt hurt,love." nina says to erica,as chipper as ever. while she was with erica no matter what,she was the far more cool headed one. their point was made and they had the high ground. dallas couldnt get to the rifle and dustyn certainly wasnt armed. " right,let him go. but i swear if you so much as fart off that bed,dallas...." nina orders,holding the chipped black pistol on him.

erica walks dustyn over to the bed and jumps back when she is within arms reach of dallas. with dustyn out of her grasp,it once again felt like she was in her own body." mariko has been replaced by a synth. forget you ever know that and make sure your buddies never find out."

dallas gently takes dustyn and lightly holds his hand. " dust,its going to be ok. we're going to get through this. we have to." he tells his boyfriend as calmly as he could. his wavering voice did give his concern away though. he looked up to erica,almost ready to weep. "why tell me?! unless she is one of the robot ones,nobody can tell! you didnt have to...this!" dallas pleads.the situation made no sense. even the best tech of the brotherhood couldnt detect synths. these two morons could have just went about their day and avoided this whole scene.

nina pipes up,as she was usually the good cop in these situations anyway. and given that mariko was the subject,this had to be handled very carefully. she was fairly certain that erica didnt really want to hurt dallas or dustyn. but she would be the one to lose her cool first. " trust me,dallas. you'll know." nina almost smirks. "mariko,love? could you come in here? we're having salisbury steak." she calls sweetly in case anyone else is in earshot.

mariko pops her head in the window."how ya'll doing?" she grins to dallas and dustyn. she didnt like what was going on,given the people involved. but she hated the brotherhood enough to say the ends justified the means. she props her head on the window sill and watches the players in this insanity.

"oh." dallas says simply. that wasnt mariko's voice. he knew that much. he studied her for a moment. she blinked,she breathed. the muscles under her skin moved. it was mesmerizing knowing she was a synth. other than the glaring flaws,she was perfectly human in every way. she had inflection in her voice. this was the first synth he had ever knowingly seen up close. he snaps out of it and looks back to dustyn. he holds his hands up in a surrender. "she looks perfectly human to me. no synths here." he states sincerely. his earlier conversation about synths with dustyn came back to him with a vengeance. if they got out of this alive,he would have to have a serious talk with dustyn.


over in the pleasant side of town,erich laughed when billy spoke of his parents. "it'd be totally worth it just so you could call me a mother fucker. you still didnt mention if she was hot. but...you khans are a pretty bunch,so ill assume." he grins,the not knowing what tomorrow holds mentality of the wasteland had taken over his mentality.he takes off his leather jacket and hangs it on the corner of the dresser. it was caked with dried blood and dirt,he briefly could remember when it was clean. "yeah. i hear you. my dad was like dustyn's. but instead of religious and all that. he was all about being a god damned MAN. needless to say,i never made the cut for him. my mom was an aloof alcoholic who was all about keeping up appearances." erich stated,taking the revolver from his waistband,briefly aiming it at the wall before putting it on the nightstand. the night jayne's dad unofficially adopted him,he had done the same thing with his father's service pistol,but aimed at his father. it was back when he first dated erica and brought her home to meet his parents. his father insulted erica and it was on. if not for jayne,erich probably wouldnt be sitting here talking to billy now. erich sits cross legged on the bed and intently watches the blanket. erich is suddenly very serious. he assumes this is probably the most intimate billy gets. giving of the body was one thing,but this was billy completely naked. erich could easily crush him by insulting him. but he appreciates being let in by billy. "its the most beautiful thing ive seen in a long time." erich says softly. he gingerly reaches out and touches it as if the mere friction of his touch could send it up in flames. "ill sleep on a chair,billy. i dont want anything happening to it." erich says,carefully letting it fall. it seemed so out of place in reality that it could shatter at any moment. he did want to touch it more than he had to.

their point was made and the girls were about to leave. not just the room,but they're going to leave the group. there was no way to just go back to normal now. they would have billy and dallas to contend with. not to mention probably billy's brothers too. so 3 and a half foes. two were fearsome fighters. "um...see you around. hopefully ,never. " erica states awkwardly. she never had thought of what she would say if this had worked out without violence. she really expected dallas to charge. then her plan would have been to shove dustyn towards him and run. erica jumps when the voice of rueben shatters their little scene. she bugs her eyes out at nina and mariko,grunting in frustration. this is why someone always stays outside and watches! it was too late to worry now. erica briefly considers shooting reueben before nina speaks.

"right,we're putting the guns down. erica. do it. mariko only has a sword. chuck it in,love." nina says cautiously. she and erica slowly place their weapons on the ground and step away from them. now,awkwardly close to dallas and dustyn. she had seen too many of the harlots gang taken out by scared would be victims. someone who is scared has a lot less control over the emotions and is very quick to shoot. if they were going to be killed,nina wanted it to be a bit further up on the food chain than a diamond city guard. even if it was reuben.

mariko's sword clatters to the floor as well. she keeps resting her head on the window sill. she was fast,but there was no way she could spring in the window and disarm reuben before he shot at least one of them.

with the women disarmed and vulnerable,it was all dallas could do not to grab the laser rifle and turn them into three piles of ash. he was furious that they treated dustyn so. he wanted them dead and as soon as possible. he'd even let the synth live. just to live with the sorrow. he assumed synths could feel. but he just sighed in relief and held dustyn. "thank whatever god there is out there...atom?" dallas speaks to reuben rather loudly as he knew the man was deaf. "thank you. these crazies just hopped in here and pulled guns on us! they were going to murder dustyn here!" dallas exclaims. "just get them out of here!" dallas pleads. the more he thought about it. he didnt want to kill the women nor did he want reuben to...at least not in front of dustyn.

"shit happens. " erica shrugs.

erich picks up and spins a picture frame in his hand. the picture and long ago disintegrated. he briefly wondered what the family that lived here was like."surprisingly,erica and mariko's parents were fantastic. like,exactly what people would want parents to be." erich says,unknowingly referencing some friends of his that were in very deep shit not too far away from where he stood. "so the first brother got the good stuff,the middle child got fucked over and the baby got fucked over even more by your folks? damned good thing for deneil you were around." he nods with a bit of admiration. he himself never made his parents to be excuse for why he was the way he was. if anything,they had made him a far warmer person than he would have been. still,compared to billy,he didnt have it all that bad. "kid to save a marriage..shit,i know how that is. in fact,we met my offspring. crazy religious girl holding a fat man? i guess it fucks people up." he says with a matter of fact tone.erich considers what billy says about sleeping with him and slowly nods his agreement. " true.look what happened the last time we spent the night in a town. lets pray joshua doesnt piss anymore people off." he laughs before carefully taking off his boots,belt,and anything that could snag the blanket. " dont make promises you cant keep,man." he laughs,getting into the bed and patting billy;s shoulder.

as the girls are escorted away.the absurdity of the situation finally gets to erica.while thankful for an out,so to speak. in a very real sense,she was at reuben's mercy and that didnt sit well with her. each step away,it grinded on her more and more. her pride was wounded and had to made better. she stops as they walk and spats on the ground. "you know what,reunben. you pull that shit again and you had better be prepared to kill me. how fucking dare you make me look weak. you think dallas is going to respect me now? you think he is going to leave mariko alone?" she rapidly asks him,violating his personal space. she was short enough to where she still had to look up at him,she was ready to throw down. even disarmed she knew exactly what she would do. two thumbs to the eyes,knock them over and then stomp until they dont move.

"erica. shut the fuck up and keep your ass walking. if not for reuben,what was your exit plan? huh,love? murder spree the entire settlement? these arent some god damned farmers. lets go. we'll try to fix this in the morning. " nina says authoritatively.more than likely she was the leader behind the harlots. she had a better head for diplomacy and had no issue with seeing when to back down . she saw the look on dallas' face. he would keep his word. their point had been made. dustyn may never be the same. but what do you do?

mariko felt a little guilty for how things went down. in the heat of the moment,it seemed right. but maybe it could've been handled better. she wanted to go back and to explain things. but it was probably too raw to do so

dallas holds the sobbing dustyn to him. the sight of the small man in his hulking arms didnt do much for dallas' guilt. erica was smaller than dustyn. he could literally grab her arms and pull them out of their sockets. but...he still couldnt protect dustyn. on the surface, he hated her. he wanted to go gun all them down now in retaliation for what they did to dustyn. but the rational part understood. he would do the same to protect the people he loved...of which there was only dustyn left. and for dustyn there was no crime he wouldnt commit. dallas doesnt say anything,but just lets dustyn let it all out. the worst part was he was basically alone. it wasnt like the brotherhood would rain down righteous fire onto good neighbor because the harlots held he and dustyn at gunpoint. but if he retaliated against erica,nina,or mariko...he would certainly be put on the list of one of the more notrious gangs in the commonwealth..and not not himself. if they were to be believed. would they really go after shay? there had to be something of the old erica left in there. dallas holds dustyn and starts weeping himself. "im sorry. i couldnt stop it." he apologizes to dustyn. he had promised to protect dustyn and didnt. what good was he? he had one job and failed at it. he knew what dustyn had been through and still could not protect him.

erich crosses his arms and looks at the invisible fart rising through the air." see? thats why i dont trust you not to fart. still. wouldnt be the worst thing i've smelled lately. speaking of bodies...you ever notice how there are no super mutant skeletons,even though they are constantly being killed? weird." erich muses,waving the air before laying down.erich is quiet while thinking about his daughter." yup. i'd recognize ada's eyes anywhere. " he states bitterly. "surprise surprise. crazy bitch is a disease that transcends generations." erich smirks. he no longer had to protect ada in this world. no longer did he have to project the idea it was a mutual split or that he ever wanted to be parent. wordlessly,erich shoots up with med-x. he wondered why they never just called it morphine. because thats what it was.it took the edgte off the hostility that was raising inside him. erich was much better talking about other people's lives than his own." i dont think so,billy. look at you. you're making it out here. you arent being a total bastard and robbing people on the roads. i think daniel needs that in his life. diamond city's walls wont stand forever. then what? he needs to be a hard bastard." erich says in a slurring voice. he lazily bats billy's foot back. "hey, this isnt going to be like that time in scout camp. there is no way im drinking cum from a canteen. again."
erich cracks up laugh before saying seriously, "i was never in scouts. though i really wanted to be."

concern,worry,and anger kept dallas up.through the rest of the night he never really said much to dustyn. he listened though. now all he listened to was the shallow sound of dustyn's sleeping breath. dallas had known that sleep of pure physical and emotional exhaustion. it reminded him of the first real battle he saw with the brotherhood. they had come across a particularly militant arm of the railroad . the railroad usually would never head on strike a brotherhood detachment,but this group did.it was the first time he had personally seen killing on a mass scale. the first time he took part,as well. he wanted to take dustyn back to diamond city. he didnt want dustyn tainted with what everyone else out here was. dallas lightly brushed his hand over dustyn's hair. this was his own fault. if he wasnt in the brotherhood,the girls wouldnt have done what they did. after they left,the rest of the group was laughing and talking as if nothing ever happened.in the dark,dallas made up his mind. he was leaving the brotherhood after all this. it just wasnt worth it. the people he loved were in danger because of his alignment. and after physically seeing mariko,he was more than a little conflicted about the synth question. other than the obvious defects,she seemed as human as anyone. what if dustyn was a synth? what if he,himself was a synth?! after finding vault 81,he was leaving. he'd go to diamond city,get facial reconstruction and disappear from the brotherhood entirely.then maybe have a real life with dustyn. with his mind made up,he drifted off to sleep. he had good news for dustyn in the morning.

the air in the house the harlots were in with reuben was tense. it could be almost felt in the air. erica did not take slights like this easily. she felt,probably correctly so,that he was guarding them so they didnt go back outside. it would have been easy enough to overpower him,especially during the few moments he would nod off. but erica just sighed and turned over.she put her arm around nina and closed her eyes. she stretched her leg out behind her and touched mariko's foot. she had two of the most important people to her still alive and next to her. the rest became unimportant.nina felt erica's arm around her and finally went to sleep herself. its not that she didnt trust erica...it was she didnt trust erica when she got a bee in her bonnet about something. she knew how erica could be. maybe,if they were lucky, some crazy shit would happen tomorrow and this entire incident would be forgot. mariko looked over erica's shoulder at reuben. she watched him intensely for a few moments. she couldnt put her finger on him being very brave or very stupid. the evening had been crazy,for sure. but she didnt put much thought into it. she couldnt afford to. if everyone dwelled on every fucked up thing that happened,nobody would talk to anyone else these days. she drifted off to sleep quickly and peacefully. bred to be a courser,she had no conscious. people would either get over it or not.

aside from the surroundings,it kind of felt like old times to erich. just two people,shooting the shit for hours on end. it would suck when day would break and reality would come crashing in. for now, the night was too dark to really see what surrounded them. one could picture it being after a storm had knocked out power and it was just dark and quiet around them. something special had happened and erich felt they really had bonded. he never really spoke of his early years,mainly because he didnt want people to think that is what made him how he was. he was simply how he was. there was no reasoning for it. outside of jayne,everyone he ever told his past to was someone that he had sex with. funny that, so now billy joined ada and erica with knowing the man and not the persona of erich hess. erich still barely uses the blanket of billy's. he didnt want anything to happen to it. so he only used one corner. he squeezes billys hand a few times.they were in this together for sure.

the bed he shared with billy was actually halfway comfortable. the calm of the night allowed a dream to creep into erich's head. it seemed to have been years since he dreamed. this one was of the before times when comfort was abundant. in the dream erich was simply watching tv on a couch. when all hell breaks loose around them,dream erich was trying to find the remote.when he finally did find the remote,it seemed to turn everything off. erich as probably lucky in the fact that he wasnt awake just to be captured. he was knocked out by a raider armed with a hammer. the raider,who looked more than a little like a skinny ron jeremy with thinning hair grabbed erich by the ankles and hauled him out with the rest.the hammer may have been a bit much,iof the victim didnt wake up,ol ron would blame one of...less than intelligent raiders of the group.

dallas' mind was a thousand miles and years away when it happened.he felt the thrashing on the bed of the raiders pouncing in dustyn. part of him thought this was the harlots seeking their revenge for earlier. but no. these were rougher,more sadistic in their actions. if the girls had wanted them dead,they just never would have woke up. dallas goes to jump out of bed to sort these people out. they were scrawny and weak. he could almost smell infection coming from them. but good god,there were a lot. he found his arms held by no less than five of these people. he thrashed and nearly got an arm free to smash the face of the one nearest him,but the thin bodies held onto him. then it came. the bright red pipe wrench seemed to float in slow motion in front of his eyes. mercifully,he felt the sharp sting of its strike only for a split second.

the girls' notoriety certainly did them no favors. the raiders were all too familiar with the harlots and were extra vicious in their attacks. a group descended on them,swinging pipes and kicking until all three had curled up into little balls to try and protect themselves. nina was hauled out by a group of four,one on each limb. while erica and mariko were hefted on the shoulders of one of the more burly raiders. slightly more resilient than a normal human,mariko had enough wits about her bite the huge man's ear off. the blood poured and she spit it out. she wriggled free but was rewarded by being snatched up by another group of dirty people. whoever this was,had a small army at their disposal. the large man thew erica down and approached the subdued mariko. blood poured from the side of his head,which he shook in either sadness or disbelief.

"fuck the orders. put that bitch's head on those steps." the man roared,pointing to the house they had just come from. "fucking do it!" he insisted when the rest of the raiders didnt exactly jump to his command. they did the second time though. he was unsettled at the best of times. when hopped up on psycho and missing an ear? they'd take their chances with the boss' disappointment. still struggling,mariko was forced to lay the side of her head on the steps. she could see the outlines of her friends and family against the bonfire in the middle of town. she knew she wouldnt be joining them on whatever journey they were on. she went limp and totally stopped thrashing. it was over. maybe they would see each other again on the other side. maybe. did the energy of the universe manifest in all consciousness? even manufactured life such as herself? maybe she'd meet the other mariko on that astral plane. her questions would be answered when the sledgehammer came down and split her skull open. the synth component's green light glowed intensely before fading to nothing.
"you never know when these things are going to turn up." one of the raider's states,picking up the component and flinging it side arm.

It could have been another few hundred years before Erich gained any sense of consciousness. He vaguely remembered the dream he was having. He also remembered a comfy bed. Where ever he was,was some place hard. The nudging from Joshua stirred home from his avoidance of awareness. He came to and looked around at everything. Holy fuck, anyone get the number of that truck?" He smirks, touching his head and feeling the crust of dried blood. Hearing Joshua speak was a relief. At least he wasn't dead....or maybe he was and this was hell."who'd you piss off this time, Josh?" He jokes, groaning as he pulls himself to a sitting position.

Erich mentally makes an assessment of his body .. everything hurt,but seemed to be functional,at least as functional as before . His head pounded with what felt like the worst hangover he'd ever had. "Yeah. I'm ducky., You got a little bit of a lot of blood on your lip." Erich states, slightly wobbling. Hopefully the concussion would wear off soon. Erich listens to Joshua's description of their attackers. He never saw anything,so this was all news to him. "Here ,I thought we needed a smaller group. Looks like you were right." Erich says sadly. He saw no real way out of this. For all he knew,the entertainment of their rowdy captors was simply watching them starve in a cage. Erich pats his pockets to little avail. His revovler was probably still under the pillow he was sleeping on back at the estate. All he had was a small swtich blade. Probably overlooked in favor of the bullets he had on him. "This fucking knife..but you'd have better luck just smacking someone." Erich had always been of the thought that knives were actually lousy weapons if literally anything else was around.

Erica lay on her side, looking out at the expanse of the warehouse. She had seen they were missing one person,Mariko. While completely possible that she may have escaped and went for help. Erica knew that was unlikely. She stared out, shattered once more. Hearing Riley sort of speak,she wanted nothing more than go to turn herself in to the minutemen. She lost Mariko again and had completely given up.

"jesus." erich says in astonishment at the state of riley. not knowing about mariko,he assumes riley caught the worst of what the raiders had to offer. erich nods towards joshua and shrugs. "if he doesnt know,i dont think anyone does. he woke me from the land of slumber. tough son of a bitch or something. " erich says in admiration of joshua. asshole or not,he is the one that stirred first. one had to tip their hat to that. maybe this was a common occurrence for Joshua and he had lots of practice. things were dire,but erich's spirits werent dampened. he had assumed his life was over when he was frozen. this is just bonus time. not like he had anything to live for outside this cage. the voyage to find karoliena seemed fairly unimportant right now. unless she could be contacted by cellphone and could send in the cavalry.

nina had awoke shortly after erich,but remained silent. she was in pain alright. ribs that were probably cracked and she could move several of her teeth with her tongue. she wouldnt give whomever was responsible the pleasure of knowing she hurt. she slowly sat up,drawing her knees to her chest and looking around. she instantly spotted the missing mariko and the comatose erica. this wasnt the time to mourn. they would mourn when those responsible burned. "oi." she said loudly,nudging erica with her foot. there was no sense in being quiet. surely they were already being watched. "dont you go all thousand yard stare on us,love. we've got lots of work to do. we'll stack these fuckers like cordwood." she says matter of factly. handling erica gently wasnt the way to get through this. she had a feeling they were going to need erica's special brand of mayhem sometime. nina looks around and spits on the ground. "targeted. or just run of the mill slavers. it doesnt pay if you damage the merch." she tells joshua with the knowledge of someone who's done it.

erica stares blankly at reuben,rarely ever blinking. it wasnt with hatred or malice. or even interest. all she could think of was their grand plan of threatening dustyn and dallas was utterly pointless now. if that wasnt some serious karma. erica moves slightly with the nudge from nina. it was what she needed to at least push the feeling she had down to her core. she takes a deep breath and its like the life coming back into her body. she winks at reuben and grins. nina was right. these people would burn and if not. well,they would take as many as they could with them. no matter how long it took to get revenge.

hearing the sounds from billy,erich drags himself over to him. he gives billy a once over and assesses he has the brakes beat off of him. he's no doctor,but he can see that much. he lightly touches billy's shoulder. "hey,william. you ok?" he jokes softly. hoping the wrong name stirs him back to life. if billy was in that tunnel with the light at the end,well then anger might possibly bring him back from the brink

erich helps prop billy up. he felt the contact of something on his bare foot. it was warm and wet. but cleanliness was the furthest thing from his mind.billy was expressing what they all probably wished they could. erich simply didnt have the energy. for the first time in this adventure,erich felt real fear. they were near helpless and he didnt know what they were going to do. joshua indeed did seem to be trying to take charge. but erich didnt really care. this wasnt the time for pointless dick swinging..other than billy's free range willy.

deneil brought a much welcomed bit of lightheartedness to the grave situation.nina pulls her hair back in determination and finally stands on her feet. "love. you want me to give you a hand?" she asks deneil and sarcastically gives him a small applause. nina reaches out her hand and pulls up the wordless erica. she wrapped her hands around the bars and pulled her face to the cool steel.

dustyn was small and would be easy to overlook in the cramped cell. but billy brought a good point. he was missing,as was dallas now that erich actually counted people.it made no sense why they would be captured,but dustyn wouldnt be. he was the least threatening out of all of them. there was no need to kill him. dallas on the other hand...."fuck...maybe he escaped with dallas during the chaos?" erich suggest far more hopefully than he sounds. this was getting too real,too fast. erich wanted to yell and scream,but he knew no sensible words would come out he was at the point of fury where one invents their own swear words. dustyn was innocent. there was no reason to take him. erich paces the small area that he can that isnt littered with prone bodies. "we'll fucking murder them,billy. im talking eat their god damn hearts like a west african warlord." he sneers searching for any weakness in the bars of the cage. unlike most things in the wasteland,it isnt rusted to hell and back.

hearing the state of dustyn,erica and nina look at each other. if he was gone,and these were slavers. he could have already been sold and....well,he wasnt going to working the fields. what remained of their hearts sank. they helped his last free moments to become a living hell.

erich jumps when the metallic squeal echos throughout the chamber. "did wd40 not survive the bombs? fucking christ,maintenance!" he scolds the approaching raiders. its not like things could really get any worse. what'll they do? not let them out of the cage? things were fucked.it was do or die and die looked to be the only option. erich stopped his pacing and took in the mass of radiers around them. this was like steve irwin getting taken out by a stingray,you would think it would have been something higher on the food chain than this.
erica and nina leaned against the bars looking unimpressed at these rat bastards. their captors finally showed their faces and it was a letdown,frankly. they could see why they had to come in the middle of the night. when this was over,erica had already settled on scalping each and every one of them she could get her hands on. she did raise an eyebrow when the head honcho came in. he did the raider thing right,one needed to have an almost unearthly presence. it worked on a lot of people. but not hardened bastards like the harlots.
when blake reveals himself,erich doesnt give him the satisfaction of looking surprised. but truth be told,this was probably the last person he ever expected to see. this world would have been great to meet blake in...just if the roles were reversed.erich didnt speak at first. riley probably had the best chance of speaking to this maniac.so he'd let riley get to the bottom of it. erich did move to stand closer to billy. he knew billy wouldnt be a man of diplomacy. so if things popped off,they would jump into the fray together.

blake had touched the raw nerve of mariko's loss and all she saw was red.erica stands with her fists at her sides and looking slightly at the floor,they were clenched so hard that the nails had dug into her palms. her shoulder raised and lowered softly as she took in the air. nina slightly tapped erica's heel with her toe. "easy,love. " she whispers softly. she knew at this point it was either going to be erica or billy that makes this go pear shaped.

erica couldnt let it go without address. mariko deserved that much. "like you lousy little fucks could've handled the real mariko. a factory defect that even the institute didnt want. thats about your half assed crew's speed." she shouts up at blake. it hurt to say,but mariko would've said the same. she gives a slow and sarcastic clap to further show callousness at her sister's second death. nina cast her eyes back at the group. if anyone so much as grimaced at the idea of a synth,they would have problems more immediate than these raiders outside the cage.

blake had erich by the short hairs now. he had dusty...whatever that meant,and now he was threatening karoliena? though from erich's understanding,a vault had one way in and hundreds people..the vault may stand a chance. but logic wasnt his strong suit right now. actually,logic had went home and only white hot rage answered the door. "still the little pussy you always were." erich spats. the weight of the knife in his jacket seemed to increase to remind him of its presence. but he may as well be armed with a hot dog at this point.