[b]"Who if she's gonna start sucking soldier dick needs to take it to another room! We already got in you don't need to try to get the caps anymore!"[/b]

Zero mentally congratulated himself on correctly guessing that it was a mating ritual, though technically, from what he knew of human physiology, that wouldn't result in any offspring.

[b]"Wait... 'Scrap IS favorite'? you're still a slave? I don't see a collar... Or are you more of a... what did Ashur call them... uhm... a 'worker'?"[/b]

"Actually," he said, turning towards Ellie, "I believe it their relationship was more of that of a teacher and apprentice, in the same way people used to refer to their martial arts instructors as master." He hadn't meant to drive her away, and hoped that would bring her back into the conversation.

[b]"Ruaaaghhh, What you mean, Gutsy? We work together? Joolie not tell me this. What you do? You work good?"[/b]

"I am not a Mr. Gutsy, I am the prototype for a type of robot called "Mr. Smarty", but you can call me Zero. As for what I do, I am a mechanic. I know how to fix almost anything, and build many other things from salvage. I can guess from what I was told by that cowboy Securitron, Victor, that Mr. House thought that I might be of use getting some valuable piece of pre-war tech working. I'm not sure what, though. I'm also good at bartering for things, in case we need something someone else has."