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Marcela had gone back to her room to collect whatever she thought would be helpful out there. There wasn't much she could find, a few caps here and there and some bottles of clean water. Her pack weighed heavy with her dad's tools and knife but it was nothing to fuss about. After another long...

Marcela nodded at the doctor's questions. She turned back to see her parents and the twins doing okay. The twins looked at little red around the eyes and nose, no doubt from crying. She breathed in and out slowly like Valerie had instructed, feeling herself calm down with every breath she took...

Marcela didn't move. She stood tense as Al consoled the Overseer. She couldn't blame him for being so uptight about the Vault. The outside world was something to fear, and being only one person to look after a Vault full of people? She could only imagine the toll such pressure put on him...

"Listen to what the others are saying Overseer. We need supplies to build this place up again. Bringing violence into the picture will only cause the other dwellers to fear you. Fear breeds hate and that hate could get you killed. There are people here willing to leave to get what is needed...

"You can't promise something like that." Marcela said under her breath. He couldn't promise that they would make it out of the Vault alive or even survive a day in the Wastes. He couldn't promise that the Overseer would let them in after their roundabout the lands. She felt a heavy hand on her...

Marcela's head was spinning. Everything was happening so fast, too quickly. She took into consideration what Al and the good doctor said. Maybe things weren't how she pictured them anymore. She knew about the bombs and how much they destroyed the land outside, but what about the creatures and...

"It's good to hear everything is going well." Mrs. Reyes said as she turned her view away from the roach. The twins stayed a distance away but got on their tip toes to try to get a better view of the bug. "Were roaches really that small?" Carmen asked Al. Her twin scoffed at the question...

Marcela shivered. She was by no means afraid of bugs, but bugs that size? The thought made another chill run down her back. The twin looked around the cafeteria for the roaches. It was almost scary how fearless they were in the face of them. Though, she doubts they had ever seen one actually...

"They're doing good and I'm doing pretty well, thanks." Marcela said quickly before getting dragged off to dance. She wasn't one for dancing, despite knowing full well how to, but she let herself get twirled and spun to the music. She sat back down after the dance, pink in the cheeks and...

Mrs. Reyes didn't fully believe when the doctor said she was fine, but she wasn't about to dig into a place she might not be wanted. She nodded at the doctor's advice, then looked to the man slumped against her. As she said, he really didn't look too bad. More sleep would probably do the trick...

Mrs. Reyes thought before shaking her head no. She didn't remember experiencing anything odd. She was tired, but that wasn't anything new. Her husband wasn't holding up too well, but that was probably him catching Manny's cold along with age catching up to him. The twins seemed alright as well...

Marcela turned at the sound of her name. She didn't really speak to Al as often as her parents but he was pleasant to talk to. Whenever her dad stopped telling her about the outside world, she would go to Al. "Morning Al. Everything's good, but dad could probably use a little more caffeine to...

Marcela rolled her eyes, but smiled nonetheless. She raised her hands slightly and wiggled her fingers slightly. "Magic touch. Only the best have it, though that probably explains why you don't." Marcela grinned impishly before drinking more of her coffee. The caffeine helped her wake up more...

Marcela was just about finished with the jukebox. It didn't really need too much of a fix, but it was better to take care of it now before the problem got too big. She closed up the machine and pushed it back against the wall. The strong smell of coffee brought her back to attention. She smiled...

"That's good. It won't take too long to tune up then. Coffee would be great, thanks." Marcela smiled before walking back to her dad. He was sitting on the floor, tool in hand, and squinting at the different wires inside the jukebox. Honestly, was he trying to throw out his back again? "Come...

Marcela entered the cafeteria and was hit by the smell of food. She wasn't one for breakfast, eating early left her nauseous for the entire day, but the food on the counter smelt great. There wasn't many people in the cafeteria. Not surprising considering the time, of course. Her father gave a...

Marcela was woken up again by the sounds of the Overseer announcing a Security Test. Not much time had passed since the twins had crawled into her bed, but she could hear her parents shuffling around outside. She carefully pulled herself from the sleeping children's grasp and began to get...

Marcela was wrapped up comfortably is her blanket. Keyword being 'was'. Two pairs of tiny hands began to gently pat her face, and soft voices were asking her to wake up. She sat up to look at the two children by her bedside with blurry vision. Her twin siblings looked up at her with eyes too...

Name: Marcela Reyes Age: 23 Appearance: Job: Jukebox Technician History: Marcela was born in the Vault and raised on stories told by her papa about how beautiful the outside world was; how blue the sky was, how colorful the flowers in her mother's garden were. She begged her parents...