"HERE WE ARE!" Yelled the red headed captain of the Duchess Gambit, "THE CAPITAL WASTELAND, ALL ON SHORE WHO'S GOING TO SHORE or some shit like that." Ron woke up from a daze with Jet in his hand, another night for this junkie. "Shit I really need to stop taking this stuff, if the world don't kill me this will." He got his gear and got out of his bed to be greeted by Nadine the captain. "Oh um hello there ma'am, how much does my trip cost?". She looks in his eyes and see them dull and red, she knew his problem and let out a sigh, "It's on the house, but I don't want you crying back to me saying you want back to Point Lookout." He nods and starts his way to the ship he saw when entering this new land. 

As soon as he touches ground he hears a familiar sound and immediately knew, Mirelurks. He picks up his rifle and waits until it's in a good distance so he could hit it's soft face. Just as soon as it attacks he fires and hits it's arm which a little effect. The Mirelurk got Ron's leg, but only cut it as Ron pulls the lever back and shoves the rifle in it's face and pulls back the trigger getting his target this time. His leg injured he hopes that the ship has a doctor or something as he continues his journey hoping that there won't be any more encounters.