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"Gettin' pretty close now huh?" Brick said to no one in particular, shifting the weight of his slung shotgun a little further up his shoulder. He had been keeping the weight solely on his right shoulder through the trip, for fear of re-injuring his left. The sun was beating down overhead, far hotter than Brick was used to, he had even shed his outer layer of clothing and stored it in one of the brahmin's packs.

[i]'Might as well get this out of the way, and hope it doesn't get awkward'[/i]

"Hey Aurora" he said "I've got somethin I wanted to talk to you about. I guess it concerns you too Eden. Kind of a business proposition... where do I start? Well, you remember while we were working on Fuago, I told you about the group I work for? The Gun Runners? So, part of my work involves both learning new techniques from local weaponsmiths and passing on my own knowledge. Ever since we began working together, I've been impressed by your skills. You're definitely the closest thing to an expert I've met since coming to the Banks, so I guess what I'm saying is this: after we're all finished with this vault job, how would you like to come back to Davenport and become my apprentice?"