Dallen agreed practically without hesitation before he cleared his throat and between drags of his cigarette started to explain "Rule number one, never stay in one place for too long. You never know if-" but at that moment she recognised one of the men from back in the Desperado as he gave Dallen a friendly slap on the shoulder before and pulled a chair up. Seconds later he was joined by a very thin but smirky girl, Annelise glancing between the two of them for a moment before she continued her work.
The older man spoke calmly, his voice almost soothing in its tone “You must be the fine fella’ Donna’ hired. Now I don’t know what your job is, nore do I need to know. However the lady’s gettin’ impatient so i’m gonna’ need to go back knowin’ what the status on that is.”
It was a question, but phrased in a totally none-threatening manner, one that elicited a friendly enough response from Dallen with a brief comment about the girl’s age.
"Jobs done, as of just a few seconds ago." he explained with a knowing glance in her direction. Annelise took a second to realise the implications of his gesture and what he said and she slowly glanced down the corridor he had disappeared down.
Her attention however was diverted when the young woman asked “Whatcha doing over there, vaultie?” as she stared at the rifle and pile of discarded components that was once the laser pistol.
Annelise snapped her attention back to the rifle in front of her as she explained “Fixing my AER9” as she tightened the last section of the alloy casing and started to fine tune the emitter “Some thick headed raider scum wasn’t being very polite so I had to aggressively introduce the crystal array to his face” she gestured to the old shattered array that was covered in dried bits of blood and gore as she subconsciously rubbed the dark ring of bruises around her neck.
She finalised what she was doing with the rifle just as Dallen stubbed out his cigarette before immediately lighting another one "Shall we?" he asked as he got up, his conversation with the other man fairly short.
Annelise quickly stuffed the remains of the pistol and components into her satchel as she examined the pair of newcomers once more. She spotted the small leather book and the metalic cross on the older man and quickly and wondered if he was some kind of priest, if priests even still exist out here that was. The girl had a few cuts and bruises, looking as battered as Annelise felt and she wondered what it was she’d had to endure out here. Both of them, like everyone else out here could do with a good long bath she considered briefly at the layer of dirt and grime covering them.
She got the impression that Dallen didn’t know the pair, but he didn’t seem too interested in introducing himself either. She was starting to get the impression he was a man of few words who generally didn’t waste much time with unnecessary pleasantries. She stood and nodded a greeting to the possible preacher and commented “Nice to see you made it out of that place alive” making reference back to when they’d both huddled behind the bar in the Desperado yesterday.
As they stood and began to make their way out she found that she was walking beside the girl as Dallen and the other man continued to talk about whatever this job was. She rolled her eyes as a cloud of smoke drifted back into her face and she resisted the urge to cough and she instead introduced herself as she shouldered her rifle “I’m Annelise, by the way”. She considered introducing Dallen too but decided against it for the time being, after all if he wanted to he could do it himself she was sure.
The older man spoke calmly, his voice almost soothing in its tone “You must be the fine fella’ Donna’ hired. Now I don’t know what your job is, nore do I need to know. However the lady’s gettin’ impatient so i’m gonna’ need to go back knowin’ what the status on that is.”
It was a question, but phrased in a totally none-threatening manner, one that elicited a friendly enough response from Dallen with a brief comment about the girl’s age.
"Jobs done, as of just a few seconds ago." he explained with a knowing glance in her direction. Annelise took a second to realise the implications of his gesture and what he said and she slowly glanced down the corridor he had disappeared down.
Her attention however was diverted when the young woman asked “Whatcha doing over there, vaultie?” as she stared at the rifle and pile of discarded components that was once the laser pistol.
Annelise snapped her attention back to the rifle in front of her as she explained “Fixing my AER9” as she tightened the last section of the alloy casing and started to fine tune the emitter “Some thick headed raider scum wasn’t being very polite so I had to aggressively introduce the crystal array to his face” she gestured to the old shattered array that was covered in dried bits of blood and gore as she subconsciously rubbed the dark ring of bruises around her neck.
She finalised what she was doing with the rifle just as Dallen stubbed out his cigarette before immediately lighting another one "Shall we?" he asked as he got up, his conversation with the other man fairly short.
Annelise quickly stuffed the remains of the pistol and components into her satchel as she examined the pair of newcomers once more. She spotted the small leather book and the metalic cross on the older man and quickly and wondered if he was some kind of priest, if priests even still exist out here that was. The girl had a few cuts and bruises, looking as battered as Annelise felt and she wondered what it was she’d had to endure out here. Both of them, like everyone else out here could do with a good long bath she considered briefly at the layer of dirt and grime covering them.
She got the impression that Dallen didn’t know the pair, but he didn’t seem too interested in introducing himself either. She was starting to get the impression he was a man of few words who generally didn’t waste much time with unnecessary pleasantries. She stood and nodded a greeting to the possible preacher and commented “Nice to see you made it out of that place alive” making reference back to when they’d both huddled behind the bar in the Desperado yesterday.
As they stood and began to make their way out she found that she was walking beside the girl as Dallen and the other man continued to talk about whatever this job was. She rolled her eyes as a cloud of smoke drifted back into her face and she resisted the urge to cough and she instead introduced herself as she shouldered her rifle “I’m Annelise, by the way”. She considered introducing Dallen too but decided against it for the time being, after all if he wanted to he could do it himself she was sure.