Fallout: Sisterhood of Steel (Lorielle)

[Lazy Kitsune]

Name: Victoria Newton
Age:24
Gender: Female
Appearance:

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Background:Victoria is a recent transfer to the Texas chapter of the Brotherhood of steel. Having seen the growing need for outreach within the ranks of the Brotherhood Victoria was brought in from the Mohave area after a successful partnership with the NCR led to the explosion and eventual dissolve of Ceasar’s Legion. Victoria would be negotiating with local Brahaman barons when disaster would strike.

SPECIAL Stats (40 points to spend, min 1 max 10)
Strength: 4
Endurance:4
Perception:5
Charisma:8
Intelligence:7
Agility:6
Luck:5

Tag Skills:Speech, First aid, Energy weapons

Turn Ons: Mind control, gang bangs, sexual favors, instant loss, blackmail, corruption, bestiality
Turn Offs:toilet play, extreme bdsm, pregnancy

The hum of the Vertibird's engines whirred on, having droned into mere background noise after hours of this flight. It had been a long journey to Fort Worth, but it was nearly over. The Brotherhood Chapter in Texas had limited contact with your own and it was far from the first branch to try and secure a foothold in that state. However previous attempts had failed, and while this one was going stronger than most prior attempts, it was more than happy to welcome the aid from your branch in helping secure itself. So you were transferred over in part of your Elder's continued attempts to reunite the Brotherhood of Steel branches scattered across America. You knew very little about the situation over in Texas. Most of the power seemed divided between the Texas Rangers - a law keeping group that seem tied to the origins of the Dessert Rangers that eventually joined the NCR, and a loose coalition of Brahmin Barons still holding out on the NCR in an attempt to keep hold of their power.

Your escort, Paladin Jay Decker, stands in front of you. Clad in a full suit of powerarmor and armed with a Gatling laser, he certainly gives off the impression of a strong protector, although doesn't make much for conversation. Whether out of stoicism, professionalism or just a general lack of interest, Paladin Decker has said the bare minimum since assigned do your protection.

The pilot that was flying you to Fort Worth was the exact opposite, however.

"First time at Fort Worth, Ma'am?" chirps up the pilot, her voice cutting through the white noise over the Vertibird's coms for over the several dozenth time that trip. "Don't let the size fool you. It looks impressive enough, but there's shit all to do around and we're quite frankly a bit under stocked. We're running mostly on tech recovered from previous Brotherhood expeditions into Texas, so we've got one fusion core for every two suits of power armor. Or something to that effect. Your bodyguards probably got the best gear in the entire state. Wish his people skills matched..."

"Keep to your station, Journeyman Knight Mayer." was the only response Decker gave before returning to his standard silence.

"Keep to your station, blablahblah" Mayer aped in a whinney tone. "...Oh, crap, were the coms on for that?"

The Paladin only gave a slight grunt as a response, which elicited laughter from the pilot before she carried on talking. "Well passengers, if you disregard safety protocol and poke your head out the side of the Vertibird, to the left you'll see in the distance the town of Arlington. Closest town to the Fort Worth area worth visiting. Near enough to base you don't get many Muties running around, but far enough away that no Senior or Elder is going to bother you. They've got bars with booze and plenty of civvies ready to spend their caps on as many drinks as it'll take for them to have a shot with a Brotherhood girl. We should head there together sometime, Ma'am."

It didn't take much longer for your Vertibird to start coming in on the close to Fort Worth. Knight Mayer called in your arrival over the com. "Fort Worth Approach, this is Xiphos One, requesting permission to land, over."

Response didn't come immediately. After a few moments of radio silence, Mayer repeated her message and a gruff voice came over the line. It sounded slightly distorted, as if fighting through an extra layer of static than normal to get through the coms. "We read you, Xiphos One. Proceed to the landing area."

"Thank you, Fort Worth Approach, we'll be right with you. Save a cold one for me, will yah?" Knight Mayer said, before switching off her connection to the base. "Shit..."

The Virtibird jostled as Mayer pulled a sharp U-turn.

"Knight Mayer, expain yourself!" Paladin Decker demanded.

"I don't know how it is up in the Chapter you two are from, but around here we're pretty damn careful about double checking everyone's clearance. I usually spend more time asking to land then I do actually flying. Fort Worth is compromised. I don't know if its the entire Fort or just the Approach, but I'm not risking flying my baby right into enemy hands."

"That's not your call Knight. If the Brotherhood is under attack, it is our duty to protect-"

"Bite me, Paladin. I'm transporting a boot-licker and a glorified guard-dog. Not exactly the strike team for a rescue opp!"

Paladin Decker growled before turning his attention to you. "Ma'am, this is your call to make. What do we do?"

Reference Images
Knight Mayer:

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

https://chan.sankakucomplex.com/post/show/6989609

[Lorielle]

Victoria hummed along with the conversation, it was nice to get away from the barons finally and get back to base, though it was realistically the first time she's ever step foot on the grounds of fort worth. The trip from the Mojave to here was rather ardeuous with the dissolution of the Legion bandits have been running wild and onboard with her diplomatic duties Newton was also a field medic. She didnt communicate much with Decker, knowing it'd be for naught but she kept the relationship professional with Mayer on the hand she was more than happy to chime in and joke around.

This was fine until on the approach to the fort Mayer pulls a u-turn, nearly throwing the young knight out of the verti-bird. "W-we need to at least evacuate some of the staff! We have the only running bird dont we? Decker make a break for the barracks, i'll head to the Library, Mayer if we arent back in 5 minutes take off!" She says as she unholsters her laser pistol and makes a nod to decker ready to jump off the bird and get to work.

[Lazy Kitsune]

After a few moments of silence, Mayer's voice comes through the comms once more. "Dammit. Okay, fine. Five minutes, no more, no less. I think they know I didn't buy their trick after that U-turn so I'll land someplace unexpected. Hopefully they don't have AA set up just yet. If they do... well, I always did boast I was the best pilot in the Brotherhood."

Mayer takes the 'bird back towards the Fort, lowering it closer to the ground just out of firing range. "From this approach you've got a straight beeline to the Library, Ma'am. Whoever took our base seems to have done a number on our defences. For once, that's actually a good thing, because it means they can't use them against us."

As you and Decker jump off and make your landing, he turns to you before heading towards the barracks. "I don't like leaving you unguarded, but you're right. We won't get enough tech and survivors out in five minutes if we both go to the same place. I want you to stay in touch over coms though!" He then starts charging away in his armored suit.

The run to the Library starts off clear. Either the attackers didn't come with enough numbers to cover the place or they all gathered far enough away from your landing point that you weren't immediately swamped by them. As you run, however, your body starts to heat up, more than it normally would from adrenaline alone.

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Science Roll: (14+2=16): Success

You think fast enough on your feet to realise whoever attacked this base must have used some kind of toxic or drugged gas attack in the assault. The gas seems to have diffused enough outside in the open air to have limited effect, but if it was used indoors then entering any of these buildings will likely expose you to the full effect of the gas.

You aren't sure if Decker's armor will protect him from the gas or not, but either way you will need to be extra cautious. You reach the entrance to the library. There are definitely signs of battle... scorch marks on the walls from laser and... possibly plasma weapons as well. Whoever made this attack was well equipped. Far superior weaponry than any raider band. Still no sign of the enemy, though, however. Did they somehow not notice your arrival? You could charge in through the front door of the Library. You are in a hurry after all. Or you could try to sneak around the back entrance, maybe make the most of this unexpected chance at stealth you've been granted. Although that could eat up precious time.

[Lorielle]

The landing was smooth enough but the situation was urgent. “I’ll be fine decker, we both passed the initiation I have as much combat experience as you.” She charged up her laser pistol as she shoots him a smile. “Comms will be open.” She says as she gives it a quick check. Now was the time to make a difference.

Victoria tried her best to not gasp at her own realization that the base had been sacked by a chemical attack. Acting calmly she rips up a piece of gauze she had to make a makeshift gasp aka after soaking it in some rubbing alcohol hoping to further dilute the gas. Once she’s readies her mask she buzzes Decker. “Decker! There’s some sort of gas floating around the suit has you covered right? Over” she says as she barges through the front door of the library her weapon drawn. She just needed a couple survivors or any data pads relating to the most valuable tech the chapter boarded.

[Lazy Kitsune]

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Medicine roll: (12+4=16): Success

You secure your makeshift mask around your face. Whether or not it is completely effective, only time will tell, however you can already feel it shield you from the influence of the diluted gas outside. At the very least, this will buy you more time to move around once your inside.

"Gas? That would explain how they took over the compound before they had a chance to send out a distress call." came in Decker's voice over the coms "I haven't felt any effects... and these suits are known to protect against most forms of chemical warfare. I should be fine. I've reached the barracks. I can hear people inside. Could be survivors. Sounds like they're hurt. I'm going in, will contact again once I've found anyone."

Entering the Library, the gas is thick enough in hear to leave a slight haze across the floor - so its slightly heavier than air, so if you keep your head up, that might also keep it from effecting you quickly. Although you can taste it now, through the alcohol in your mask. A sort of sweet, relaxing taste. It doesn't make you feel sleepy, but definitely... more relaxed. You worry for a moment about how powerful the effect could have been if you didn't prepare before entering, but theirs no time for speculation like that. The immediate entrance is clear apart from some datapads left near the entrance, seemingly dropped in a hurry. Easy to grab and take with you.

As you hurry along, you hear the comms pick up again and Decker speaks up, laser fire clear on his end. "Knight Newton, come in! Its the, agh, its the Enclave! There's a couple of them in here. Must have also come looking for the survivors I heard. I think I can handle these ones, but they've all got power armor, Newton! Your pistol won't cut it, grab what data and survivors you can and run!"

With that information, you come to a literal crossroads. You hear the sound of women whimpering in a room down a hallway to your left as a man whose voice sounds distorted by powerarmor barks orders at them to get on the ground. Meanwhile to your right you hear a slight clattering noise, followed by a telling silence. At least one survivor is hiding somewhere over there. Badly, however, and will likely be found soon if you don't rescue them.

[Lorielle]

Enclave? How can that be?! There hasn’t been an enclave sighting in this part of the country for decades! Victoria could feel her stomach roll, not only from the gas but from the fact she was powerless to do much. The young knight shook her heard though and she goes to grab a few data pads before she hears the noises that drew her attention. If that was a man in power armor she wouldn’t stand a chance unless she got really lucky so instead she heads off to the one voice looking around for who or what might have caused the sound. “Hello? This is Knight Newton is there anyone there?” She says i a hushed but urgent tone.

[Lazy Kitsune]

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Luck Roll: (7): Failure Endurance Roll: (10-1=9): Failure

You are struck on the head by a heavy metal object, sending you tumbling to the ground. As you fall, your head dips beneath the gas layer, and you take in a larger dose of the gas than normal.

You immediately forget your predicament for a moment, your mind going numb. Your attire feels hot and heavy on your body... you find yourself wanting to remove it... remove it all. Starting with the mask you've made. You almost go to remove it and breath in the smoke directly, before you hear someone hastily apologise as a hand grabs your shoulder and pulls you back up from above the smoke. A few moments later your eyes regain focus. You still feel dizzy, but now you have an idea of just how docile the gas makes you when inhaled directly. While you're able to think again, the heat doesn't seem to have died down at all.

Your assailant stands before you, a young woman holding a wrench in one hand, her other... stuffed down her zipped open jumpsuit and seemingly fingering herself. "Sorry, I ~uh~ thought you were one of the... oh... my head... I forget... the bad... the bad guys... My name is... is... Rosie... Rosie Cotton... I'm a... what's the word? Slut? Wait, no... that's not right... I... fix the... I fix things..."

She's a Scribe... although this gas has clearly done a number on her head. Maybe if you can get her some fresh air she can recover. She seems to be about to say something else, although her eyes glaze over and she glances at her wrench before slowly sliding it down into her jumpsuit.

Reference Images
Scribe Cotton:

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

https://chan.sankakucomplex.com/post/show/6965318

[Lorielle]

F-fuck what was I doing? Mmm I’m feeling real hot.. I could really use a ...’ Victoria’s intrusive thoughts were quickly expunged when her head was brought up above the gas. She could still barely thing and.. shit this girl has a mean swing. “I’m... Knight Newton! We need to go fuck stop that.. you’re making me wanna do it too..” she moans as she unconsciously unzips her scout suit quite a bit her tits threatening to spill out as she pulls on rosie’s arm pulling her up as she motions that they need to escape. “Mayer.. I’ve got one, I’m heading out with some data too.”

“Decker are you there? I’m leaving, get.. get out. This gas is real bad!”

[Lazy Kitsune]

Cotton barely notices you talking to her, but once you tug on her arm she seems to snap to again. You can see her fighting to stay focused as she pulls back out her wrench. The motion tugs her jumpsuit slightly loose and it hangs past her shoulders, revealing her bra, although she doesn't seem to care.

"Received, Ma'am. Now hurry the fuck up, I don't want to wait around any longer than I have to. Some armored goons have shown up and have started taking potshots at me from the wall. I can only play keep-away for so long." Mayer answers, before you hear her yelling at the Enclave. "If you bastards dent my baby, I'll nuke the ground you walk on all over again!"

"Your telling me!" Decker announces. His voice sounded... off slightly. Perhaps it was some kind of interference over the coms. "I'm starting to feel a little light headed. The blasted gas is getting through my suits filters. The enclave must have modified their powerarmor somehow to be resistant to the stuff. I've got a survivor. Another Paladin. She found a way to seal herself in her powerarmor to protect herself. Apparently the enclave is taking everyone prisoner and some people are just... going with them willingly. Were we betrayed?"

You pull Cotton out into the hallway as the two of you start to make your escape. However it seems the time you lost to the gas was just enough to be an inconvenience as the door on the far end of the hallway opens and two Enclave soldiers march out. Behind them are the captured Brotherhood members you heard before, naked and docile. All women... wait... scratch that. Two of them definitely look like women but they seemed to have... dicks... Small dicks, sure, but dicks none-the-less.

"More Brotherhood!" one of them declares as he sees you, readying his gun. "Take what we have to the others, I'll deal with these two."

Clearly not seeing the two of you as a threat, the second soldier nods and departs, taking his captives with him while the first stands between you and your exit. He keeps his gun trained on you, although a purple light flickers on his suit helmet, aimed at you. Its not focused enough to be a target sight... what was the point of it. It does look very pretty though...

As he speaks, his voice has an even deeper reverb to it than the usual powersuit distortion. "Surrender. Drop your weapons and clothes. There is no point in resisting. You don't even want to, so why bother?"

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Make a Charisma roll which has a +3 modifier. Lower than a 5 you do as he says without question. Between 5 and 10 you drop your gear and strip but manage to regain your senses after. Between 10 and 15 you drop your gun but then come to your senses. Over 15 and you manage to resist any influence. Nat 20 and you don't even feel the influence.

[Lorielle]

“Decker... it’s.. the gas~ mmm makes people.. docile.. low.. ugh.” Victoria is having a tough time finding the words as she and Rosie stumble out into the hallway. Her body was hot and she really needed to get away. If they were taking prisoners then maybe she could get away unharmed.. it was so hard to.. think though.. maybe she should stick around..

She shoot her head though when she hearts the soldiers come out into the hallway with their prisoners something was off about the prisoners but she didn’t have time to examine their small dicks. She giggles when she thinks about how small they are. She needed to get out of here but then that purple light comes on as she raises her gun.

Charisma roll: 11
She stared into the light as the soldier said his command and it reverberates in her head. ”Yes sir~” She moans loudly as she drops her gun onto the ground but the click of it hitting the ground causes her to flinch and blink breaking whatever was happening to her. “Ohh no no Rosie we’ve gotta run!” With the scribe’s wrist I’m her grasp she spins on her heels and makes a run for the bird. “It’s like a neuralizer! They’ve got some sort of mass Nerualizer!” She shouts into her comms as she sprints faster than she ever has, her white hair fluttering behind her as she avoids turning around or even looking up in case there’s more soldiers.

[Lazy Kitsune]

Cotton drops her wrench and lets her jumpsuit fall further, pulling one arm completely free before you manage to pull her to her senses. The Enclave soldier growls and fires a shot with his laser rifle. It hits the ground next to you, although at that distance it should have hit. Certainly a warning shot of some kind. The soldier still didn't see you as enough of a threat to kill. You hear him call over his own coms that he's in pursuit of two "resisters".

"That makes sense with what the survivor I found has been saying. I'd put her on the line but she damaged her suit, fried her coms in the process. She did it to seal herself in... not so that they couldn't get her out, but so that she couldn't get herself out. She was stopping herself from willingly going with them." Decker responds. That interference must be getting worse, his voice sounds softer from his usual deep tones, but still recognisably his.

"Wait..." Mayer says, seeming to come through clearer than Decker "Is that that what that... hypno... mind... mesmo... thingy... that prototype the Paradise Falls slavers got their hands on used. Isn't that stuff super unstable... causes heads to blow up or people to go violent? Seems a little dangerous for even the Enclave to use."

"The Mesmetron. And yes. The Enclave must have found a way to fix the side-effects. The how and why is a question better saved for a Scribe. Right now we need to focus on getting out of here... While I can still think straight." Decker responded.

The purple light casts shadows on the floor in front of you as you run. But by not looking back at it to see its source it doesn't seem to effect you. Slowed down by the powerarmor, the enclave soldier is no match for you in terms of speed. But he does decide to shoot. A blast narrowly misses Scribe Cotton, who seems to be his target. Perhaps he noticed how you took charge and decided you were more worth keeping alive.

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Agility Roll: (13+1=14): Success

You're able to pull her out of the way of the next blast. That was a close one. Could have been one toasty Rosie.

You and Cotton are able to make it back out of the Library and into fresh air. Your thoughts clear once again, although you haven't fully shaken off the fog over your mind. And the heat hasn't even slightly abated. You see Xiphos One circling in the air above, weaving between loose laser shots. Two figures in Brotherhood of Steel powerarmor are also making their way towards it, one occasionally stopping to turn around and fire and the pursuing Enclave with his Gatling laser.

"I see you. Coming in for extraction. Hop on quick, its going to be a bumpy ride out of here." Mayer declares as the Vertibird lowers itself just low enough for you all to clamber on. Enclave soldiers are now starting to swarm the place, moving en masse towards you. They seem to be finished with whatever it is they were doing in the rest of the fort and are now prepared to take down the intruders. With covering fire from Decker, however, you are all able to make it back onto the Vertibird. The two in powerarmor shield you and Cotton from laser fire as you get on and soon Mayer has you all safely in the air.

"Fucking shit fuck fuck shitsticks!" Mayer yells over the coms. "Well what now?"

After a few moments of silence, you realise everyone on the Vertibird is looking to you to answer.

[Lorielle]

This was awful, why was this happening now? Did something happen, how did they get a hold of Mesmetrons from DC? Unless.. these were the enclave remanants she was hearing about?! A ton of the old enclave eye bots suddenly stopped flying around there was news about a major victory and defeat for the DC branch but she couldn’t believe it at least not first hand. Luckily she was on the bird now along with the rest of the survivors but.. 5 people barely make a chapter..

“These.. these are Enclave Remnants from DC! That’s.. that’s why they’re here. And so well equipped. It’s the former US Army!” Victoria was shuddering though equally from fear and the heat that coursed through her veins. When she catches everyone looking at her she feels slightly awkward because in the confusing and the mad sprint here her breasts were now on full display. Quickly zipping up she ponders her next move. “W-well there’s.. the mission we just finished up.. the Longhorn Brahman company did just agree to house BoS troops in exchange of not... relieving his pre-war filtration system. But he didn’t seem.. too happy with the deal.. the main ranch is just outside of Arlington let’s hurry..”

[Lazy Kitsune]

"Good call." Decker chimes in. His voice still sounds softer coming through his helmet. "We've also got all the other Brahmin Barons you were supposed to make contact with. You... won't be in as advantageous a position as was planned during negotiations now, but if you can convince each of them the threat the Enclave presents then they can rally the people of Texas to our aid. We should probably try and contact the Texas Rangers as well. And any other factions we run into that can be reasoned with. Even if we can get word to the NCR or another Brotherhood Chapter, its unlikely they'd be able to send aid any time soon."

"Arlington then? Alright, but we'll be grounded there for a while. Gas is all but empty. We'll need to refuel before we can fly again, and 'bird fuel doesn't exactly grow on trees." Mayer pitched in.

The second power armored person on Xiphos One stepped towards you, holding out her arm. "Paladin Sophia Hull. Thanks for the save... I would have been... was... a goner. If you hadn't decided to come by, I'm sure I'd be with the other prisoners right now."

"Yeah..." Cotton said, pulling her jumpsuit back together. "I'm still... fuzzy headed... but... I'm in your debt. If there is anything I can do to help you, just ask."

"Other than shelter, rations and equipment, we're going to need paint." Decker said, tapping the Brotherhood insignia on his armor. "If the Enclave starts patrolling Texas for any Brotherhood stragglers, we'd be easy targets. The Vertibird sticks out like a sore thumb, even if we paint it over, so I suggest keeping it stashed away unless we absolutely need it. Also..." he glances at the other two passengers before looking back at you. "We still need to crack Paladin Hull out of her armor, and even then I think she and the Scribe you rescued will need time to recover. Knight Mayer wasn't affected by the gas at all, and I'm... mostly together. I think you should take one of us two with you to speak to the baron and leave the other in the Vertibird to protect our people and supplies. Its your call who you want to bring with you."

Not long later, Xiphos One started to descend near the outskirts of Arlington. Exiting you see several ranch hands wander over. Most of them seem awed by the Vertibird, although a few that you vaguely recognise from your previous visit seem less taken back than the others, returning to their work sooner. Guards around the perimeter slowly work their way over towards you, although hired guns with pipe-shooters and 9mms seem like a farcry from the threat you just escaped.

A ghoul you met previously, the ranch owner's personal assistant... or pet curiosity as he seemed to be treated most of the time based on your previous observations, makes his way over to you. He's dressed in a dusty but well put together suit and tie. It fits well enough that it might even have been made for him... you can never tell with ghouls given how old they can be. He holds his hat to his sickly yellow, scar riddled head as the wind dies down from the Vertibird's landing.

"Knight Newton." his gravelly voice says as he holds out a hand to greet you. "We didn't expect you to return so soon. How can Longhorn be of service to you?"

[Lorielle]

The situation was insane, sure she was in charge of the outreach initiative, but she wasnt trained for command.. god, plus her head still felt all funny and.. the adrenaline was wearing off but the gas wasnt.. Victoria shook her head she had to keep it together, at least for now.. "We can use the bird as our base for now, this thing still has wheels, im sure scooting around the place is lighter on gas than using the wings. Scribe, when we settle down you can break hull out, Decker you should stay here the gatling is the best thing to keep this safe. That means Mayer you're going with me to meet the man in charge." She waited for confirmation before settling in on her own plan she just needed to be confident right? God this was gonna be a disaster..

Once the bird was settled on the ground Victoria looks inside the Bird's storage for a spare weapon, anything would do really. If she found anything she'd feel a lot better but if not then she'll need to make due. Coming out and greeting the ranch's assistant was good enough, he seemed like the nice enough sort, though most ghouls had that trade mark nihilism about all of them. "Its good to see you again Ezekiel, our vertibird is having some engine trouble and we'd like to stay on the premise for a couple days to get it sorted out." A flat out lie but hopefully Ezekiel wouldnt notice the plasma scorches on the bird. "I also wanted to personally check with the baron, since we're grounded im sure we can assist in someway. Knight Mayer here is a skilled pilot after all."

[Lazy Kitsune]

Cotton nods, slowly, but it seems she's coherent enough to understand your order. And if not, Decker could always reissue it after you leave.

"I'll keep the 'bird safe, Ma'am." Decker said, saluting.

"You better, my baby needs all the love and care she can get after that firefight." Knight Mayer says as she steps out of the cockpit. Turning to you with a grin, she adds "Do you think they'll have samples of Brahmin cheese? I could do with a snack."

Spoiler (click to show/hide):

Luck Roll: (15)

Seems you got quite lucky with your find. A fully functional laser rifle, as well as two frag grenades. Energy cells for the gun seemed a little scarce though. It should do for now, but you won't take long before you'll be searching for more ammunition.

As your about to step out, Mayer stops you. "Um, Ma'am. Your scout suit is still..." she points towards your unzipped suit, giving you the opportunity to zip it back up before leaving if you so chose. Odd, how that slipped your mind.

Ezekiel smiles at you, although his eyes focus on your weaponry and on the glimpse of the gatling laser he can see inside the Vertibird, clearly uneasy about your presence here.

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Speech Roll: (5+6=11) Failure

He smirks as you talk, his eyes returning to meet yours. You don't know if he saw the scorch marks on Xiphos One, but he definitely didn't believe you.

"Sure. You've been gone long enough to get back to that fort of yours, but you just decided you wanted to work on your repairs in a dusty old barn. Funny, this wasteland of ours, isn't it?" his smile disappear and he folded his hands behind his back. "Look, smoothskin. I get it, you don't respect me enough to just give it to me as it is. None of your kind do. At the end of the day, that ain't my problem though. Go talk to the boss, maybe he'll eat your Brahmin dung easier than I will. Just don't expect me to back you up if he doesn't. He's not going to be happy the Brotherhood's calling by mere hours after leaving."

He gestures for you to follow him and proceeds to head towards a large building at the other side of the ranch. A classical old western manor house, with its wooden porch and shuttered windows and all. Mr Clayton Longhorn (you doubted that was his real name) had a strong liking for the classical aesthetic and ideals. He spouted about the Old World Dream in almost every sentence when you last spoke to him. He didn't seem like a very bright man, just a very noisy one. Although he had clearly done well for himself, so perhaps there was more too him.

Leading you into the house and away from the sweltering heat of the outside, you felt like you might have a moment to breath... but the heat you felt had little to do with the sun. It still gnawed at you, even now.

"Well, if it isn't the pretties Brother I've ever laid eyes on. You just couldn't stay away from me, could yah?" hollers Clayton as he walks up to greet you. His white suit was somehow pristine, wide-brim hat included. He was a rounded gentleman, but you got the sense he packed some muscle among that fat. He had a revolver hanging from his belt and openly licked his lips as he saw you and Mayer enter. "Ah, and whose your equally ravishing friend?" He grasps your hand and kisses it before quickly doing the same to Mayer who tries to fight back the urge to flinch away.

"The... Brotherhood would like to make use of the premises for... convenient repairs... for the next few days." grumbled Ezekiel.

[Lorielle]

Victoria wouldnt fix her suit even when Mayer mentions it, she just goes to shoulder the rifle, the hot air against her chest and stomach felt good and having it open for all to see felt...right~ Her lie falling flat on her face made the situation even worse than she could have imagined.'Crap, of course that wouldnt work.' She thinks to herself.

"Look Ezekiel if put in a good word im sure we can come to an agreement." She reaches up to rub his shoulder and arm as she follows him to the estate house.

She wasnt much of a fan of the Old World architecture, it felt gaudy, though being around the Strip most of her life anything that gaudy-looking was gonna pale in comparison. When she and Mayer were close enough to see the Baron she felt her body heat up a bit more, her head felt fuzzy, maybe the lack of water and the heat was finally getting to her. When Clayton takes her hand and kisses it it gives him a full-view of her massive assets but all she does to smile politely.
"You could say that Mr. Longhorn, this is Knight Mayer, she my pilot. We just have a bit of an energency with our bird and need a day or two too.. figure it out. for now myself and 4 other members of the Brotherhood would like to stay on the premise to conduct repairs, while we're here we can be of service~" for some reason she adds a bit of a sexual flare to the end of her sentence, though Victoria doesnt really seem to notice that she's done it and does a curtsy to signify she was done speaking.

[Lazy Kitsune]

"Are you trying to flirt with me, smoothskin? You've clearly never tried that on a ghoul before." Ezekiel says, pulling away. While he may be immune to your charms, you notice a great many farmhands seem to stop their duties tending the Brahmin or negotiating with local traders to ogle you as you walk by. Leaving yourself exposed like this has definitely got their attention. And their attention makes you want to expose yourself more.

Clayton makes no effort to hide his own observation of your body and Mayer seems more than a little taken back by how you're acting, although she doesn't say anything just yet.

"A pleasure." Clayton says to Mayer, who just "uh-huhs" in response. Mr Longhorn (Why does just thinking that name make you heat up more?) doesn't seem bothered however and turns his attention back to you.

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He also seems slightly surprised by your behaviour, but more pleased than anything else.
"Well, we can certainly accommodate for our allies in the Brotherhood. Especially if they're so disposed as to... make themselves useful around here. Come, speak with me in my office." he gestures for you and Mayer to follow him. "Ghastly, go make sure the ones in that aircraft of theirs have everything they need."

'Ghastly' seems to be Clayton's name for Ezekiel who grumbles. "Sir, we still haven't replenished our rations from the last raid... we need to look after our own folk if we want to-"

"Ghastly, I gave you an order. You don't question an order... I thought we've been over this." Clayton says sternly, his eyes burrowing into the ghoul.

"...Yes sir." he says before turning and walking away.

With you and Mayer alone with Clayton in his office, he sits down by his decks, leaving his legs particularly spread. "So, lovely ladies. What kinds of services are you capable of providing to help... ease my day to day operations?"

[Lorielle]

Victoria certainly felt sorry for Ezekiel. "Mayer why dont you help him out, i can handle the negotiations by myself." Hopefully that would at least get him to like her a bit more, she knew that ghouls were always treated like dirt, but seeing it in person was another thing. The BoS still doesnt accept ghoul initiates either.. That wasnt the problem though right now she just needs to focus... focus on mmm Mr. Longhorn.. She giggles a bit as she follows the baron into her office.

"Well Mayer is a skilled pilot and a mechanic, she also has Brotherhood training so if you need extra guards she can assist you, another back at my bird is an incredibly skilled mechanic so can fix and make basically anything, tools, guns, ammo. We also have 2 paladins with us and their power armor and we can scavenge for ourselves if needed.." Victoria trails off slightly as she looks down
(personal CHA roll: 6)
The diplomat saddles up along side the baron, the heat, all of it was not really getting to her.. "But.. mmm~ What can i do for you~ Sir~" She moans as she caresses his body and pulls the zipper on her suit even more.

[Lazy Kitsune]

"You sure about that, Ma'am? Alright, but just call on the coms if you need me. Or start shooting wildly. Both'll get the message across." Mayer says as she turns to leave, following Ezekiel out of the manor.

Left alone with Clayton, an amused smile never leaves his lips as he watches you, his eyes taking in your frame, so tightly hugged by your scout suit. You doubt he was giving what you were saying about the other members of your team much thought, his grin widening to show teeth as you move closer to him. "I must say, if Brotherhood diplomacy was this sweet at the start of our talks, we'd have reach a deal a looong time ago..." he says, one of his hands firmly grabbing your ass, the swift motion letting out a resounded smack before he squeezed your rump against his palm. "With my job keeping me out here so often I hardly get to spend any time with my wives... Could do with a ranch-wife of sorts to help ease stress during business hours. We wouldn't have to make it official now, sweet-cheeks... although maybe one day you might want to..." His other hand goes to your scout suit, pulling at the sides to slide it open. "But we can definitely do the fun part. Been hoping to roll in the hay with you since you first showed up here."

Letting the top half of your scout suit drop to your sides, he places his hands on your shoulders and lowers you to your knees. After a few moments fiddling with his belt-buckle, he soon tosses his belt aside and pulls out his cock - a big meaty piece, suitably thick for the man before you. As his sent washes over you, you feel the effects of the gas kick in once again, leaving your mind just that little bit more open and compliant than usual. "What do you say, sugar-lips? Want to put that silver tongue of yours to something better suited for a woman such as yourself?"

[Lorielle]

Victoria bathes in the attention Mr. Longhorn how’s her. Her mind feeling all warm and mushy as she giggles and moans at he way he toys with her. Becoming one of his ranch wives certainly didn’t sound so bad~ “Oh Mr.Longhorn I’m happy to settle on this agreement for now~ we can.. do more.. mmm negotiating whenever you want though.” She says as her suit falls to her sides and she’s felt naked before home. When she was pushed to her knees her slit was practically gushing with juice. This was what she was meant to be doing for sure. “You’ve got it sir~” she moans as she opens her lips and starts to suck and kiss the tip of the Barons cock relishing it before she slowly takes more and more and more of it into her willing mouth.

The way the baron was treating her~ it was doing something to her head. The idea of being a man’s fuck toy kept bouncing around in her head driving her really close to the edge as she kept sucking the Baron’s cock. Eventually she was even working her own pussy with her free hand but it was obvious that she was enraptured by the dick in front of her easily deepthroating it as if she has been trained to do it her whole life.