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Sole Punches a Racist in the Face (ft. Hancock, Nick, and Strong)
These three companions deal with so many comments. Bless SS for having more patience than me because I WOULD start swinging.
Hancock
“Diamond City, huh?” Hancock grimaced as you led him through the gates. You needed to stock up on a few supplies and check some of Nick’s files before continuing south. He wasn’t one to question the decisions you made, usually. He was fine with a lot of things. The goody two-shoes act you had going could get annoying at times, but nobody’s perfect. Plus, the Commonwealth could do with more cheery and nice people. “You know they ain’t real fond of Ghouls in this town.”
“It’ll be fine,” you assured him.
Hancock saw the stares as he walked down the streets. He knew he wasn’t welcome. That was fine by him. Someone would say something and he could fire back with miles of sarcasm. Maybe even throw in an inappropriate joke about that person’s mother. You walked down the street, chatting away about something he was only half-listening to, and right past one of the many guards stationed in the area.
“Whoa, whoa. No Ghouls in Diamond City. Get that thing outta here.”
The guard didn’t even have time to think before you decked him square in the face. The soft tissue of his nose exploded red across your knuckles. Diamond city citizens watched on in horror as the guard fell to the ground, only for you to lean down and grab him by the collar.
“You wanna run that by me again?” your usual cheery demeanor was nowhere to be seen. Hancock knew you could fight, but you were usually pretty polite about it. Even when cleaning up the streets of Goodneighbor as the Silver Shroud, you hadn’t attacked until they attacked you. You were probably the kindest, most patient person he had ever met. But right now? You looked pissed.
The guard, to his credit, decided that the best course of action was the cowardly one. He shook his head fast enough Hancock thought it might fly off. When you stood back up, the guard scrambled away like his life depended on it. From the way you were glaring, it just might.
“Wow, doll,” Hancock gave a low whistle as he watched the guard retreat. “Didn’t think lil’ comments like that would set you off.”
“They were bein’ a jerk,” you wiped your bloody knuckles on the hem of your shirt, still fuming.
“It was kind of hot.”
“HANCOCK!”
Nick
“Machines shouldn’t have free will,” a brotherhood scribe scowls at Nick as the two of you walk passed. He had known you were asking for trouble when you decided to explore the Prydwarden with him by your side, and he had been ready. Thankfully, comments like these were the extent of the good ol’ Brotherhood hospitality. He was more than happy to fire back with one of his signature sarcastic remarks.
Unfortunately, you beat him to it with a swift punch to the scribe’s face.
The scribe reels backwards before finding his footing, scowling at you as he cups a hand over his bleeding nose. You narrow your eyes, and Nick swears you start standing taller. He hadn’t seen you this mad since you had killed Kellogg in Fort Strong.
“What is wrong with you!?” the scribe screams, and Valentine can feel himself bracing for a fight. There’s no way you’ll get away from this without fighting your way out. The scribe’s screams were definitely going to summon more Brotherhood soldiers. The scribe, thankfully, doesn’t attack just yet.
“You insulted my friend,” you say it with venom dripping from every syllable.
“Your friend!?” the scribe shouts. “That tin can is nothing more than–”
Whatever he was about to say is cut off by another punch to the face. The scribe crumples to the ground, unconscious. Nick watches him fold to the ground in stunned silence.
“C’mon,” you walk down the hallway, away from the scribe. “Let’s get off this ship before someone finds him passed out in the hall.”
“Well, can’t say I’m sorry to say goodbye to the Prydwarden,” Nick grimaces and follows you down the hallway. “But punching someone’s lights out hardly seems the best course of action.”
“Well he was being a racist prick,” you huff, rubbing your bruised knuckles.
“Well, you certainly know how to make an old synth feel special,” his expression is unreadable, but his voice sounds amused. “Still, I’d rather you didn’t jump to my defence while in the middle of enemy territory.”
“He had it coming!” you growl, still fuming. Nick needs to suppress a laugh as he follows behind you. He knew you could be tough when you needed to be, but you usually at least tried to give people the chance to walk away. Not that he was complaining, mind you.
Strong
DC guard says to keep him on a leash. He not care. Let puny human try to put leash on him.
You punch guard? Punching things good!
Guard fall on ground immediately! You punch almost as good as supermutant!
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This started off as a fun little exercise but I think I'll make it daily. It's helping me to learn more about the characters.
This one is going to be sweet I think.
Cait
Codsworth
Cait likes to hold her partner tight when she's sleeping. Like vice tight. Like it is best Sole sleeps tactically or they will not be able to go for a midnight walk.
Post Benign intervention she sleeps like the dead. Snores unlike the dead too because she defaults to sleeping with her neck in a weird position.
Curie
Codsworth still remembers the first few nights after Master Shaun came home. He would occasionally play back the recording of that day to himself when he was lonely.
He never did venture beyond Sanctuary before Sole's return. But thankfully the Mr. Handys have a local radio to communicate with eachother. Why General Atomics kept it so all Mr Handys could read and write from a proprietary frequency without telling the consumers? Because they could.
Curie is very good with kids when it comes to medical care. Not that she distracts them from it. She will often sit with the child and explain what is going to happen and how it will help them. She treats the people she cares of like people.
When dealing with child patients: she has a few sheets of stickers to reward them with that Piper gave her.
Danse
Danse sleeps better when he's not the one leading the unit. Better as in he will actually humour going to bed even if sleep still takes time. He sleeps in his boxers if he's in his own room.
Danse doesn't snore. He will occasionally grimace or startle awake, but other than that? Dead silent.
Deacon
Dogmeat
He never forgets a birthday. He once went to track down the original Nick Valentine's birthday but thought better of it. That Synth Nick is his own man. Deacon then elected to celebrate Nick's birthday as July 24th. Private investigators day.
Deacon takes pajamas dead seriously. Dress for the job you want. The job he wants? President of Well Rested Ville. He has a pair of slippers under his bed at the Railroad HQ.
Hancock
Dogmeat also responds to Catvegetable. Or John. Or really anything you say in a certain tone of voice in his direction.
He loves Travis from Diamond city. Travis is slightly more hesitant but loves Dogmeat too.
MacCready
He sleeps very light. He could be sleeping upstairs and Sole quietly calling for him will wake him.
Hancock sleeps better under weighted blankets but most of them are far too hot for him. He likes to be compressed when he falls asleep.
Nick Valentine
His ears get very cold very easily. Duncan made him a pair of ear muffs that he does still have but rarely wears because they get in the way of his cap.
On that note: MacCready has bet sensitive eyes. He grew up under a rock. It was mostly dark for the first sixteen years of his life. A flashbang would have him falling down the stairs and yelling.
Piper
Nick rarely joins game night when it's poker because no one can truly read his expression. No one can tell if he's proud of his poker face or if it troubles him that he doesn't have the facial expression nuances of a person.
The fastest typer out of all the companions. His words per minute go CRAZY. Assuming he's been taking care of his hands that is.
Preston Garvey
Piper can mimic anyone's handwriting providing you've given her decent reference. She had to learn to do so in the immediate aftermath of her father's death to investigate.
She is banned from the dugout inn trivia night. They claim she's a cheater. She claims she's prepared.
Strong
Preston can swim rather well. He enjoys it a lot in the rare instances that the water is not radioactive or full of things looking to murder him.
When Danse is exiled from the Brotherhood: Preston is among the first to extend an olive branch. Whilst none of the companions are actively hostile to Danse, none of them give him a genuine opening as Preston does. Preston may be seen as naïve, and at times he is, but he stands by his belief that no one gets better unless they work together.
X6-88
Strong likes showing off his strength by lifting heavy things. In time he thinks to combine this with his search for the milk of human kindness in trying to put his strength to kindness. This rubble will be kindly cleared from the street (thrown onto an unsuspecting raider) so very kindly. This street is now walkable for the first time in two centuries.
He genuinely hates the sounds of power tools. They make his head ring.
X6-88 is one of the best coursers and being one of the best: he gets a big say on what the courser uniform should be like. Not to the point it is something he would claim to love (he is a synth and cannot love, he would like to remind you) but to the point that when the scientists wanted to make it white to make the Institute theme they listened when he stated it would be a terrible idea.
He genuinely has never had a proper meal in his life prior to Sole giving him one. It's been all Huel baby.
