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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 23, 2012 18:34:59 GMT -5
The entrance to Last Resort is watched at all times by the security force.
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Sammy
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Post by Sammy on Jun 23, 2012 18:43:50 GMT -5
Sammy appeared outside the gates, with her recent travel companion nearby. She surveyed the gate, and counted the available security men, just for a precaution. This didn't seem like a rough and tumble place, but she figured it would be better to assume the worst, and be pleasantly surprised.
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 23, 2012 18:46:10 GMT -5
Martin approached the gates. "Anyone there?"
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 23, 2012 18:48:16 GMT -5
There seems to be just one security man. He is in a booth, with an intercom for communication.
The walls are fairly high, so jumping them isn't an option.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 23, 2012 18:50:02 GMT -5
When Martin speaks, a rough voice replies.
"Welcome to Last Resort. What do you want?"
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 23, 2012 18:50:42 GMT -5
"Entry" Martin replies.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 23, 2012 18:52:22 GMT -5
"You got 200 caps?"
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 23, 2012 18:54:54 GMT -5
"Well no, I didn't know it was a requirement."
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Sammy
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Post by Sammy on Jun 23, 2012 18:57:12 GMT -5
"That's the only way in is 200 caps?" Sammy asked, "We can't work out a deal?"
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 23, 2012 19:02:35 GMT -5
"We can always work out a deal sweet thing. How'd you like a job in the lounge? Your boyfriend can come in too."
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Sammy
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Post by Sammy on Jun 23, 2012 19:05:13 GMT -5
"Not exactly the kind of work I had in mind baby. Maybe we can come in and talk with your boss about it face to face? I hate this intercom business." She winked.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 23, 2012 19:09:46 GMT -5
"Ooo la la, I thing Mr. Juarez would like that. Come on in. I'll send word you're coming." The voice said,
The Gates hummed and then slid open.
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Sammy
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Post by Sammy on Jun 23, 2012 19:12:26 GMT -5
Sammy smiled at Martin, not very self-assured, "You ready. Who knows what kind of freaks live behind a gate like this," she whispered to him.
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Post by Martin Scott on Jun 23, 2012 19:15:22 GMT -5
"Let's go" Martin replied, clearly impressed by how Sam had handled the situation.
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Post by Vault Boy on Jun 23, 2012 19:21:50 GMT -5
"Hey, I'm Davis. Follow me on back to Mr. Juarez." Said the black man you had been talking to. He has green armor and an Assault Rifle.
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