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A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Ace Makovich - Mid Afternoon- Diner
Ace laughed as the synth called itself Abel, “Right…Adam’s favored son…the good son...right. Well if Barney is willing to accept you, who am I to oppose?” He cracked his knuckles, he looked as everyone in the diner stared at him.

Adam sat down and cleared his throat, "Hey, uhhh, sorry to bother whatever is going on here, but are you open? I just want some chow, sir."

“Yeah, we are open… Betty help the gentleman out. I need some air.” He said as h opened the hatch leading to cellar.

“Whatever, leaving me alone…again.” Betty replied with an attitude.

“That’s what I hired you for. Find out if the toaster would like anything, I’m sure there’s a can of motor oil for it somewhere.” Ace replied as he made his way down the ladder.

Betty turned to Adam as she smacked so gum, “Whatcha having old man?”

Ace walked over to his room but it was empty, with Brandy nowhere to be seen. There was a note on the bed, so he sat down and read it. He shook his head in disbelief, he had forgotten of Reggie's picture on his nightstand along with the wedding band.

He grabbed the picture and laid down on the bed staring at it, smiling. He ran his fingers over where Reggie stood on the picture and gave it a light kiss, softly murmuring that he missed her. She had been good to him but he abandoned her, left her behind. He always wondered how she was doing, and if she thought of him. Well if she did , he figured, she'd probably want to kill him.

Ace placed the picture back on the nightstand, got up off the bed and made his way out the cellar door that led outside. He figured the most likely place Brandy would be at is her house. As he approached he was right as he could smell her cooking wafting from an open door.

He let himself inside and he could hear flattering coming from the kitchen, as well as Diamond City Radio. Ace walked towards the kitchen and Brandy stood there preparing food, unaware of his presence. He walked over to her and placed his arms around her waist. She let out a yelp and dropped an egg on the floor as she turned around. As she saw him, her eyes started to glaze over with tears and she backed towards the counter away from him.

He move closer and took her hands, "You should've just waited for me Brandy. Reggie is long gone history, hell I haven't seen her in almost 4 years. I'm not with her anymore. I wouldn't lie to you." He kissed her hand, "Ever since I saw you arrive to town those few weeks ago, I haven't been able to keep my eyes off of you. I want to be with you...please believe me..."

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

@Grecquick question about abel, is the pic on the cs what he looks like? im mostly curious about the eye, whether he has one normal looking one and the other looks red like pic

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Rick Noel - Salem Clinic - Mid Afternoon
"Yes well...obviously he's suffering from some severe food poisoning," He announced, "Probably brought on by some unwholesome meat or spoiled vegetables. Nothing to worry about I can treat him in my office." The doctor excused himself from the guard woman, and they headed upstairs. Rick took a seat on a nearby chair and waited.

The doctor returned with a box, he took a seat on the opposite side, and showed him the side with the Institute’s emblem on it. He opened a box and gave him a pill, "Here, it’s a light one. Supplement 23. Easy on the stomach and should help some of the upset. You absolutely should have listened to Dr. Volkert by the way," a slight smile crept on his face, "He's an excellent physician. Undoubtedly the best in The Commonwealth and possibly the world at this point. He was a good mentor. Our immune and digestive systems just aren't able to handle the surface food...and may I say. I don't think we're missing much..." He gave a light chuckle at his own joke.

“I should’ve realized we wouldn’t really be used to it, but come on, you have no curiosity at all towards the food? “ Rick remarked.

“Oh...I forgot," He said, clasping his hands together, "The rest of the phrase. Sorry...I don't get to interact with well...anyone...from back home much anymore. Not in person anyway." He sat up and spoke the next words very carefully, perhaps even reverently, "Redefined....Mankind Redefined," He offered his hand, "Dr. Arthur West, Bioscience Division."

Rick stood up and shook his hand, “I knew I recognized you from somewhere Dr West. My name’s Rick Noel, briefly worked under SR… prior to the incident…” Rick sat back down with his stomach feeling like it was beginning to settle. “Though I see point of avoiding food, we need to blend in after all while we are out here.”

Rick reached for his bag and pulled a bag with nutrient bars, paste and pills, “I mean, I was sent out on a long term scouting mission, I need to get used to food out here… can’t run back to the vault all the time. You must be needing some food supplies if you been travelling all over, I have plenty here take some.” He extended the bag to the doctor, offering some of the supplies he had.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Rick Noel - Salem Clinic
Rick just about finished puking his guts out, when he looked at the guard lady, "I am...I am not drunk alright... though admittedly i kind of look it right about now...seriously will you...will you fet... will you fetch the doc..." He felt another hurl coming, but nothing came out, he was running on empty, but it still hurt like hell.

The doctor appeared from a doorway and spoke from beside the guard, "What's wrong? Are you sick? Or is it venom?" He sputtered out, trying to get whatever information he could.

"Oh! You're...awake," She murmured, wondering how she hadn't notice he had walked up behind her. "He's sick, all right -- wait, did you say venom?" She looked at the patient, then back at the doctor. "He did just come from the direction of the water. Only poisonous wildlife ever documented were some advanced mirelurks, but if our friend here were running from one, it'd be in our sights by now. ...oh, dear," she sighed, moving her feet out of the way once more as the young man heaved into the bin. "Look, ahh, why don't you...bring that, yes, there you go," she cooed, placing the bin firmly into his hands, "and seat yourself just over here so the doc can get a look at you, hmm?" Frieda guided the man to the nearest chair.

"No... not venom...should've listened to Doct...Doctor Volkert," he replied as he took a seat, with the bin in his hand. "He told me not to eat irradiated food...now it's time to pay the piper." Rick turned to face the doctor, he cocked his head and narrowed his brow, the man before him seemed familiar. "Doctor do I know you from somewhere?" He leaned in closer to the doctor, unaware of the stench of his breath, and whispered in his ear, "Mankind"

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Rick Noel - Salem - Mid-Afternoon

"That wasn't Latin, Rick", Mary replied amusedly, "I've heard missionaries from the "Abbey of the Road" saying their prayers in Latin, and that sounded nothing like those two." she then added, "They are probably Tribals speaking some made up language."

*Some surface dwellers developed their own language? I find it hard to believe, they aren't that sophisticated, plus I dont remember seeing any reports of there being such a case. Then again there was much that their reports missed...like the intentions of the devil that destroyed the institute.* He looked at mary and shrugged his shoulder's, "That could be so."

He drank the last of his milk, and he felt stuffed. "Like I had said earlier, I don't really know much latin just a tad but, and mostly of scientific terms. Some of the scient... some of the people I know, knew a bit for their resea...studies. You know wanting to understand the old world and make sure its secrets werent fully lost."

"Are you just visiting Salem", Mary asked, "or are you planning to stay? If you like, you can stay here for a few days...it's the least I can do for helping me with those robots."

"That'll be lovely, I thank you. Wasn't sure if the was a guesthouse or Inn in town for me to stay at." Rick replied, however as soon as he said that he could feel his stomach turn in all directions. It felt as if someone had punched him in the gut with their fool might. Rick maintained his composure in front of Mary. He had been warned prior to leaving, not to eat food. Of course he didn't listen.

Rick stood up excusing himself from table, "SInce I'm...Since I'm going to be staying here...perhaps I should check out the town." Rick left her house for a bit, and felt the strength leaving his body as it fought the food he had just eaten. He walked up the road past a church and some houses, he was by some cliffs, he looked around to make sure no one was around. He leaned over the edge and puked his guts out, and it seemed he was never going to stop.

After a bit he sat on the ground from exhaustion. He felt he couldn't puke anymore. he looked over to his side and saw an older man looking at him, "Son, you need a doctor. GEt on over to the church, doctor is there. I'd take you myself, but I don't want barf on me."

Rick nodded and he gather what strength he had and made his way over to the church. He clutched his stomach with one hand, and wiped sweat with another. he threw up again, next to the church. He wasn't sure how he was puking so much, his stomach was almost empty now, and gastric acid was making its way out.

He walked up to the church and there was a woman wielding some scissors there, "Please get me the doctor...I need him quick..." He saw a bin by the door, and threw up again, feeling the burning gastric acid.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

@Stitchesthats fine. Please don't feel rushed to post

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

@GrecJust posted, Ace "welcoming" Abel to town

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Ace Makovich - Diner - Afternoon

Ace smirked as he looked down at her. She looked at him with her wide open eyes pleading for him to remain. He gave her a wink and turned to go upstairs. As he stepped out side the room, he opened a small safe by the ladder leading up to the hatch located in the kitchen. He opened it, and stared at the Plasma Defender inside. It was his trusty gun, and had been with him since he was a kid training at Lost Hills.

He grabbed the pistol, some ammo, and tucked it into the back of his belt. If there was any true trouble he'd want it by his side. He heard a clattering sound coming from the bedroom. He turned in the direction of the room, "Everything alright in there Brandy?" She stammered through her words and replied affirmatively.

Ace shruggd his shoulders and headed upstairs through the stairs, up the hatch and into the kitchen. Betty was standing there with her arms crossed, "You know I have half a mind to slug that little tart...I might even find some local lawman an press charge..."

Ace put up his hand with one finger, stopping her from speaking further. He cleared his throat, "Yeah...You could do that... I mean I won't stop you, but I could also fire you for getting her in trouble. It's up to you."

Betty huffed and rolled her eyes, "Whatever old man...She owes me though you gotta give me that at least."

"Look Brandy just lost her cool, alright. She got some terrible advide from someone who shouldn't have been advising her. I'm sure she feels quite sorry for what she did." Ace replied.

"Whatevs..." Replied as she turned around and cleane some dishes. Ace turned around to face the guests, he took a step back as he saw an armed man standing before him. However, he was not a man, he was a synth. You could see metal bits sticking from his face, as if he had taken a pummeling too many.

Ace immediately pulled his defender out, and pointed it at the thing before him. "WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!? WHY SHOULDN'T I FILL YOUR BODY FULL OF HOT PLASMA!?"

"PUT IT DOWN! GODDAMN IT!" Barney shouted as he walked into the diner. He cleared his throat, "He's a synth yes, but he's been freed by the Railroad. Salem once served as a safehouse for his kind."

Ace lowered his gun, "Now look here old man..."

Before he could finish Barney raised his hand towards him, "I'm the owner, mayor, grand poobah of this town, and I say he stays...If you have a problem with that you can leave. After all, aren't you someone seeking refuge, escaping from your past."

"Whatever...If he goes berserk, it is on you old man. What are we supposed to call this glorified toaster?" Ace shrugged his shoulders and placed the defender back into his belt.

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Ace Makovich – Salem Beach

Brandy ran her finger around on Ace’s chest, “I'm really sorry, you know that's not me. It's just...I have someone that I want to really get to know, spend time with in a different way now.” She looked up and kissed his chin, “I've never really had a relationship. Shelby just got me so worked up, maybe it wasn't right, but she did point out something. I need to stop letting people walk all over me, not sure if I can do that again though. I may need your h….” She raised her head and looked at Ace with a long face, “Di...did you say she is wearing… your clothes?”

He looked down at her; he realized he may have said too much earlier. Luckily before he could answer her question Sara showed up in the nick of time. He came to check up on Brandy and give her some pointers for throwing a punch, He’d rather Brandy not fight again, she tended to cause more trouble for herself than anything.

Brandy introduced herself to Sara, at the moment he was more worried of what Sara might say now. However, before he could say anything Brandy looked back up at him, “How did she get you clothes?”

He looked at her and shrugged his shoulders, as he was about to stammer out an answer, shots rang out in the distance. It caused Brandy to clutch at him tightly with her nails, Sara’s eye glimmered in joy and she ran off in the direction of the shots. Brandy pressed harder as she seemed to tense up, “Why would she go towards it? We need to get out of here Ace, I have that turret in my house, maybe we should go there? What if we're being attacked?”

Ace got up pulling her up with him, “You’re right. But let’s go to the diner, it is closer to us.” Ace started walking over there clutching Brandy’s hand, but she stood still and firm in her place. Ace tried pulling hard but she was firm in her position, like a little kid who refused to budge. Ace let out a sigh, “Okay…take it you don’t want to face Betty. We’ll take the side door…and go down to cellar.”

Brandy hesitantly agreed and they walked over to the diner. She gripped his hand very tightly, he looked back at her and she looked frightened. *She must have really been sheltered if gunfire frightens her.*He pulled her closer to him and held her tightly. He kissed the top of her head “It’ll be alright. Come on, if you hurry we can get to safety quicker.”

They walked over to the diner and reached the outside cellar doors. Ace went to unlock them, but they were already unlocked. *Right, Betty broke in here. Need to make note to replace lock and get better security.* He opened the door and had Brandy walked down first. He closed the doors and they were down by the storage area, “Mind the mess, I used this area for the diner’s food. My living space is the other half. Let me get light.”

He turned the lights revealing a room with multiple fridges and freezers as long as with barrels and crates filled with goods. They walked over to his room; he saw Betty’s old children of atom rags and pushed them under the bed with his foot. He grabbed Brandy close to him and planted a kiss on her lips. He sat on the bed and made out with her for a bit.

He stopped and looked at her smiling, “I hate to stop this, but I should check upstairs, make sure everyone is okay.” Brandy didn’t want to let go, He kissed her again but managed to pry himself loose, “I’ll be back soon, I promise.”

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Rick Noel - Salem - Afternoon
"Pleased to meet you, Rick...i'm Mary Hawthorne", Mary replied with a eerie calm as she reached into her pocket. "Don't act alarmed, but we're about to be attacked. Be a dear and get that rifle unslung, if you please."

Rick unslung his rifle from his shoulder, the bushes in front of the ruined house less than fifty feet to Mary's right rustled and two forms hurtled out, rushing straight for them. "PH´NGLUI SOTH!", one of them screamed as he raised up a old Chinese officer's sword and charged straight for Mary. Before Rick could react, the other raider made his way towards Rick and slung his arm and sword. *These surface dwellers still use swords? What is wrong with these freaks.*

Rick used his rifle to block the blow from the sword, and as soon as he blocked him, Rick kicked the raider in the gut as hard as he could pushing him back. He was almost frothing at the mouth, and looked at Rick with such a rage he had never seen before, he almost looked possessed. Rick aimed his gun at the raider and shouted, "STAND DOWN! I WILL SHOOT YOU IF I HAVE TO! STAND DOWN!"

The man disregarded his warning and came charging at him. Rick held his breath, and controlled the tremble from his arms. He let out a single shot striking the man's forehead. The recoild wasn't anything he couldn't handle, but this was the first time he saw it strike a human being. It went in clean through the front. The back of the head was fully blown, as brain matter and blood scattered on the ground.

Rick felt queasy and had forgotten about Mary and her Raider. Sure he had killed before, when they journeyed to Vault 88, but he had never seen the corpses upfront. This seemed so real to him, far more than shooting some target from far away. His stomach turned at the sight of the body. He looked over and Mary had killed her attacker.

She then walked up to the attacker on the ground and put a round into his temple , probably to make sure he was dead. She looked over at Rick, her arm, still holding the smoking revolver hanging limp by her side, "We need to get out of here, Rick", Mary said. "there may be more of them".

Rick nodded in agreement to getting out of there. She brought back the horse from where it had run off to. "Get up behind me", Mary said, reaching out her hand for him to take. "just stay still, and hold on to me and we'll get back to town alright."

Rick looked at her and the creature, and shook his head, "That's alright. I can walk, you know we are so close to tow..." She gave him a look and insisted. After a couple attempts, she was able to get Rick onboard, and they rode back into town, heading for her house. Rick hung on for dear life, he was both excited and scared shitless being atop the creature.

"Well, Rick", she said, "I must say that meeting you has been....interesting. If you'd like, I can put out a extra plate for you...and perhaps you could tell me more about what you saw in that Quarry." She led him inside, passing through the living room and some piled up robots.

"Amazing what folks throw out, isn't it?", Mary said, "Found them while looking for bottles. I hope to find someone able to get at least one of them working again...don't know the first thing about fixing them myself." She then took Rick into the kitchen, inviting him to take a seat at the kitchen table. She offered him some brahmin milk from the refrigerator,and he accepted, even though his stomach was all turned from the sight of the bodies.

"Only meat I have is venison", Mary said as she moved about the kitchen, "but I've got some pretty good recipes for it."

*Venison, hmmm she must mean Radstag. I've never had it wonder how it is?* He nodded, "That sounds good...Do you mind if I take a look at those Mr. Handy's for you? I know a thing or two about robots" He walked back to the living room and started inspecting the units. THey were crude robots, pre-war. The institute had surpassed such simple designs, these Mr. Handy's are what Rick used to pull apart and put together as kid in grade school.

Two of the units were salvageable, the third would be canabilized for some parts for the other two. However, no vital part needed to be taked out, which meant if he could get his hands on some scraps he could get it working as well. He went through his pack and pulled some tools and microfusion cells for the pistol he carried.

He worked for a bit and lost track of time unti Mary cam over to tell him lunch was ready. "Be right there, need to charge em up," he replied as he took the cells and connected them to the robots. He got up and headed for the kitchen. He sat down at the table and looked at the prepared food. This was going to be new for him, he was used to just eating nutrient pills and bars. He never had a real meal before.

"So tell me, Rick", Mary said in a friendly manner, "What brings you to Salem?"

Rick looked up at her, "Oh well im doing some travelling and I was just curious about the north. You know away from the minutemen, and battle for Boston. Figured I'd visit the old town of Salem and see some witches. Bunch of nonsense if you ask me, if someone doesn understand something they call it magic."

"take a look at those robots. For someone not versed in robotics or science, they'd consider that magic. For me childs play... sorry I've had so many debates on this issues back home at..." He caught himself as he might be saying things that would be sensitive. "Sorry...two of the robots are charging right now. It'll be a basic charge, maybe last a few day. I see town has no electricity, so if you have a generator, I'd recommend you hook them up over night every few days. the third one just needs some parts and i could get it to work"

Rick cut up some of the meat before him, and brought it up to his lips. It was a peculiar and odd taste. It was definetly different from food he had before. He ate some more and quite enjoyed the taste after a few bites, even that of the milk. "I wonder what those raiders were shouting when they charged at us. Sounded like latin, but im not so familiar with dead languages..." he stopped himself again. He was saying more then he should.