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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 21, 2012 6:18:51 GMT -5
Martin enters the Inn, weary after the long journey. "How much is a room for the night?"
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Sammy
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Post by Sammy on Jun 21, 2012 7:33:29 GMT -5
"Fifty-fifty on anything we scav, and another twenty-five caps for getting me to Tallahassee safe and sound," she suggested.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 21, 2012 10:10:02 GMT -5
"15 caps, one meal and water included per day." Sid says to Martin as he enters.
"25 Caps for a trip that'll take me a week at least, not counting supplies? You're outta your mind lady." Jericho says to Sam's offer.
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 21, 2012 10:35:03 GMT -5
"I'll take it" Martin pays the man and takes a glance at Sam and Jericho. "What's up with those two?"
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 21, 2012 10:41:46 GMT -5
"The little lady is getting ready to head out and needs a guide. Why do you care?" Sid asked.
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 21, 2012 10:43:18 GMT -5
"I dunno, she just caught my eye. Where do I sleep?"
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Post by Sammy on Jun 21, 2012 11:05:38 GMT -5
"Worst counter offer I have ever heard," Sam replied, flaring her nostrils slightly in indignation. "I'd not even be talking to you except that its been made clear to me that I am required to have a guide," she said, hands on hips. "And apparently you're the world's worst scav to boot, because you can't think of anything profitable from here to Tallahassee either."
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 21, 2012 11:39:09 GMT -5
"I can't say I blame ya, she's quite a little cutie." Sid said to Martin, "You're in the 3rd door on the left, right down the hallway, get Beth over there to unlock it for ya." He said nodding to the buxom woman waiting tables.
"If I wanted to scavenge, I could do it myself. I've got enough money to last me a while since my last job, so all I've got is time. Only reason I'm listening to you is because YOU need ME, so don't go thinking you can fast talk me. Jericho hasn't lived this long by being stupid. 25 Caps wouldn't even pay for the supplies for the trip down there, and on the way back, I'd be in the hole."
Blowing smoke out his nostrils,
"And that's just assuming I don't gotta use too much of my ammo."
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 21, 2012 12:10:23 GMT -5
"Okay, do you mind if I setup my chemistry set in the room?"
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 21, 2012 12:17:15 GMT -5
"Knock yourself out kid." Sid replies.
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 21, 2012 12:32:52 GMT -5
"Thanks, I might stay for more then one night." Martin then turns and faces the waitress, "Could I get the keys to my room?"
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 21, 2012 12:37:04 GMT -5
"No, but I'll unlock it for ya. When you're out and about, we lock them up again so nobody filches your stuff," she said friendly.
(PER) Martin thinks he can hear something heavy, mechanical, and familiar approaching the door.
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Sammy
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Post by Sammy on Jun 21, 2012 12:56:58 GMT -5
"Fine, fuck off then," Sam replied dismissively, turning sharply on her heels, and finding a table in the corner, where she promptly put her feet up and leaned back against the wall.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 21, 2012 13:03:27 GMT -5
Jericho laughs,
"Why you being like that? You think anyone else here is gonna bend to your will? You wanna go by yourself, no one's stopping ya!" He calls as she walks away.
"He smokes his cigarette a bit more and then, looking at Sammy, says,
"75"
(PER) Sammy hears something big and metal about to walk through Tue door. A few other patrons also look up.
"Son of a bitch..." Jericho says, downing his drink.
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 21, 2012 13:13:03 GMT -5
Martin is overwhelmed with dread at that sound and turns around to see what it comes from.
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