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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 18, 2012 11:39:33 GMT -5
"Go do that" Martin said, and rose from his chair. He then proceeded with walking out of the tent and into the sunlight. He was getting tired of the NCR but didnt brave the wastes alone. He went off to see the Captain.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 11:59:36 GMT -5
On the way to Captain West, and out of the earshot of any soldiers, ABE, the AI platform in Scott's Pip Boy, speaks in his familiar voice,
"SOCIAL ANALYSIS: Just making us friends everywhere we go, Great Job Scott."
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 18, 2012 12:05:52 GMT -5
"Come on ABE, he was questioning my sexuality, in an army gang" Martin sighed, "It is better to have one person think less of you then to be beaten at night with soap-filled socks."
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 12:10:37 GMT -5
"MILITARY PROTOCOL CROSSREFERENCE: Isn't there a Don't Ask, Don't Tell Thing? And do they even have that much soap? I estimate bullets to be a far more common resource then hygienic products. Why wouldn't they just shoot you?"
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 18, 2012 12:14:38 GMT -5
"Yeah I guess." Scott answered, too tired to argue with the computer. "Run a science scan on me by the way. I have been feeling a bit sick the last few days."
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 12:25:51 GMT -5
"BIOLOGICAL SCAN ACTIVATING.............. SCAN COMPLETE. PROCESSING........... RESULTS: You're fine.I'm sensing heightened stress levels though, so maybe you should relieve some stress somehow... stopping your current mode of being an asshole could help improve your stress level by 14.75555523%."
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 18, 2012 12:30:32 GMT -5
"Says the 'know it all' talking computer." Martin muttered, "Ah well I guess you are right as usual. I will try to be nicer to the people here."
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 12:37:01 GMT -5
"MEMORY ANALYSIS: I don't know it all, just 5,745,652 Different data files."
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 18, 2012 12:38:21 GMT -5
"Oh shut up"
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 12:41:59 GMT -5
"COMMUNICATION PROCESSOR DEACTIVATED"
Scott arrives at Captain West's tent.
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 18, 2012 12:43:20 GMT -5
"Captain"
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 12:53:12 GMT -5
West looks up from the hand drawn map he was studying,
"Martin, what do you want?"
Captain West is a stern man in his late 20's with brown hair and a goatee.
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 18, 2012 12:59:32 GMT -5
"I was thinking if you could ask your scouts to bring some herbs back home from their missions." Martin begun, "Mostly Broc flower and Xander Root for Stimpacks but some other stuff for my stores too."
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 18, 2012 13:03:03 GMT -5
"A little late for that, seeing as how they're gone already. We don't even know if that stuff grows down here." The captain says irritated.
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 18, 2012 13:10:44 GMT -5
"I wasn't talking about today!" Martin muttered, "But bring me something at least, some herbs or plants or something that I can take a look at. It will benefit you as well, knowing the enviroment is a good way towards a victory." He started to walk around as he usually did when he tries to explain something to someone. "Bring me some plants native to these parts and I could probably cook something up that will tip eventual battles in our favor. Hell, just give me a guard or two and I could go pick something myself."
OOC: Test Speech in order to convince the Captain.
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