5/7/2023 0 Comments Ne wvegas silent sniper![]() You couldn't even see the stitches, his needlework was so fine. I leaned in so I could see more than just a blurry mess. “Got to make sure I put everything back together the right way.” “Sure, just as soon as we're done your physical,” the doctor said. “Do you think I could get some clothes?” I asked, shivering a little with it all hanging out. “Tried my best to save you both, but she caught a fever and died this morning, couldn't fight the infection. “You were up in the graveyard and some dangerous fellas killed a courier, poor girl, and the local robot, Victor, hauled you both out of the grave,” Doc Mitchel replied. The naming conventions stayed in my family.” I blinked and returned my attention to the doctor. “I know in the US it's generally a woman's name, but I'm only American in nationality, with the Irish part of me only going back to the start of the 20th century. ![]() “Darcy McKenna,” I told him, but cut him off before he could start asking more questions. “Oh, looks like things are a little better than I'd thought,” the doctor replied. Plenty of better places, but even in the Wasteland, there are worse places, a whole shitload of worse places. Vault dwellers tend to have one accent per vault. I could tell by his accent, he was a small town doctor from somewhere around New Vegas. It was then, as I grew more conscious, that I realized who I was with. Wouldn't want to make all my hard work go to waste.” “Whoa there,” he said, “I spent the better part of two days rummaging around in your skull. I tried to get up, but an old man held me in place. The room was worn and weathered, but a ceiling fan spun above me. I don't know how much time passed, but I woke, groggy, in pain and in a strange place.
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