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— It was a bright day, as far as any could be. Despite the horrors of the wastes, autumn in the Commonwealth was still a beautiful respite; fall colors shone on saplings nestled safely between the bare trunks of what once were thriving forests of their own. A testament to the perseverance of nature, despite bearing still the scars of nuclear fire.

A scene that was broken by the baying of hounds, the whooping and jeering of their masters behind. A hunt was given, of the most dangerous sort; for ruthless as they were the super mutant bands that polluted the countryside still fell short of a scant few that shared this land. Against scarred earth they stamped forth, alerting all within a hundred yards of their presence in pursuit of their dangerous prey.

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Grott fell to earth with a shuddering groan, collapsing under his own weight. For an hour their hounds sought to bring him to earth for gun and blade to take him; and for an hour he fought, until they lay slain, cooling in the autumn chill. But the fight left him weak, injured by a piece of twisted metal that found home in the softer parts in the joint of his calf. 

Now, he hadn’t the strength even to drag himself to cover; and whilst the noon sun offered the promise of warmth to come, the beast would be helpless to any that discovered his crippled form.

             In her travels, the Synthetic human found many wonders int he Commonwealth. Never had she set foot, in it’s metaphorical sense, outside of Vault 81 and it’s secret lab. Constructed within the walls of General Atomics and shipped directly to Vault 81, where Doctor Collins had build her, programmed her, and placed her in  charge of her own research. Now, she was free to roam the Commonwealth,  her research knowing no bounds, with new data to fill her books, her  holotapes. 

            The wastes were quiet, as Curie seemed to walk  into the border between The Glowing Sea and the safety of the Commonwealth  without being bothered. Perhaps it was the roar and echoes of the past in the  background that caused many to turn tail. But not Curie, no the Synth was not affected by Radiation, but death did not entirely scare Curie. She did not truly  understand the biological need to stay alive, even now when her body screamed  at her to get to safety, to survive. When her body rushed with adrenaline, and caused  her to think at a rapid rate. 

            Rumbling in the foreground caught Curie’s attention,  and drew her body like a moth towards light. Twigs crunched under her feet  from her hastened pace; but halted soon as she spotted battle. Super Mutants  and their hounds, firing at a Deathclaw. It’s vicious attempts to survive; both fighting  for a different yet animalistic cause, nothing but instincts in the heat of battle. Curie  knelt down behind a car; one that had been scrapped and broken, it’s metal warm from  radiation, but not barring too much heat. 

            As she watched, she saw the Deathclaw come out victorious,  and waited for it to run off in another direction. But, it did not. Instead, it limped,  and fell to the ground. As if it was hurt? Did it wear itself out? Perhaps this is what  truly happens after a deathclais victorious? She waited, hearing nothing but breathing from it’s enormous nostrils, until she gripped the side of the vehicle, and looked around.  She spotted the Deathclaw, laying on it’s side, as if sleeping. Why not? In the opening?  She thought they slept in groups? Near nests in holes? But as she looked over his  body, she noticed the giant metal rebar in his leg, hindering his movements. Curie thought  this was a good this, but perhaps not. 

            Curie approaches the beast, a hand out as if she was  trying to pet the beast. Slowly, approaching him from the side. Hoping he’d see  her coming, and maybe it would have some intelligence. But, she was aware  that most creatures did not. 

                         ❛ yeah, not really interested in whatever it is you wanna bother me with. try someone else. ❜

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   Unfortunately, Star didn’t have anything terribly dirty in mind.    She could hardly contain her excitement – this was what she    had been working towards for what felt like months. This was    what she was here for. In this moment all of that jaded and     broken down spirit was gone. 

 “ The ferals, Curie – there’s ten of them – Bobby, Ted, Chris,     Stacy, Emilie, Jacob, Katy, Parker, Jimmy, Rhyla – they’re all     doing so well! So I found this place – it’s real nice, out of the     way with fertile land – ”     Star has to stop for a moment, taking a deep breath to settle     her excitement.    “ I found a place where I can set up a settlement. It’ll be the test     to see if they can be self sufficient – to see if what I’m doing is     working. I want to lead them, but I won’t always be there – I     want you to be my right hand man. My co-leader. Ah, what     do they call it in the old world? Vice president? ”     The light in those lifeless eyes is burning bright like the furious     glow of an atom bomb.    “ When we can prove that they can function and act like normal     settlers, maybe we can attract people who want to be part of this     change. It’ll give me confirmation that what I’m doing is working,     which means I can make a cure that can be spread across the     Commonwealth. Oh man – and that’s another story entirely. So     much has happened since I last saw you! A-Anyways. Please.     I need you to help me with this. This is going to change the world.     These ghouls – they’re my family now. They can communicate     and farm. ”

↳♪ “ Z’at is such wonderful news ! ” ♬ ↵

Star’s excitement was radiating out of her like a Glowing One’s  radiation blast, and Curie was enjoying the green glow of the other.  It was so warm and comforting to know how important this was to  Star, and how it was all falling into place for her. As a scientist her- self, Curie knew that exploring such dangerous yet promising  projects had amazing results, and could benefit the good of all  around them. The Ferals that Star had in her possession, or  company rather, were named; which humanized them. Perhaps  that was their names before hand, or it was just names she  gave them when she rescued them. 

↳♪ “ Z’is is so exciting Star, is z’ere any         possibility of a trial ? ” ♬ ↵

Her hands coiled around the other, gripping them softly, yet  a thrill of her success caused her to tighten her grip. 

   “ Curie, we’re finally alone – I want you – I need you to be part      of something great. ”      Star gathered Curie’s hands in her own – it had been quite a while      since they’ve even seen each other. Star has been busy somewhere       in the depths of a vault, hiding from the Brotherhood and any others      who would dare interrupt her studies.       They were both quite a ways out from Sanctuary Hills, far away from       any eavesdroppers.     “ Would you drop everything here to do something incredible? For science? ”

↳♪ “ Wha-- ” ♬ ↵

It was good to see Star too, however her wording confused  Curie. At first, she did not mean to confuse it. But when others  had told her how some things can have double meaning to  mean things... well, dirty. She picked up on everything being  sexual. And, she kinda got excited. 

Her hands being scooped up felt almost natural, it was a  kind gesture given to her that she had forgotten about. Feeling  the rugged, torn away hands from the decay of the other’s  flesh. Yet, they were still soft. And, behind the flesh was a kinder spirit. One, that she loved. One, that she did not mind  doing many things with. One, she found beauty in. 

5. hugging them from behind when they weren’t expecting it

Arms tugged at her side at first; but they managed to wrap around Laura from behind. Pulling the other into an embrace, placing her face against the other’s shoulder. She dug her nose into the crevices of her shirt at first, trying to wipe away the tears almost. But, she realized she probably shouldn’t do this. Not with all the dirt and blood that was mixed into the shirt; at least dirt. Hopefully not blood.