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The air was finally starting to cool down. Sitting on the porch with his gun sitting on his lap Chase rose a brow when he saw someone selling nuka cola. Nothing wrong with taking a drink right? Its just a soda.
Handing over the caps he enjoyed the cooling drink that hit his parched throat. Guess it was time to relax, his ear was on those two inside though. The idea of what Eden would do to him if she found out that he took Aroura outside was still playing in his head but seeing the kid that happy was making the sting start to dull.

Moments passing he began to cough, looking over his shoulder to find that the one guy that travelled with them was still inside, looking at the door that was cracked only slightly. "Hey, what were you coming down here anyway? Place is a trading ground and you don't look like one of the folk here."
He could hear Aroura's chair turning on the other side of the room. A distinctive sound of groaning rusty gears that to him were nails on iron. She was probably glaring at him from there.