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Ferrin held up a hand as she moved into the building, a hand signal he recognised from his time back home when he worked as a security officer. He was trained on standard military procedure, passed down from generations of families and extensive literature devoted to teaching combat...

"There's nary a touch of decent cover until the start of the district, Dode. Our best bet is to take the first building we hit in the warehouse district as we get close. It won't be our target building, but it is four walls and a roof, no?" Ferrin shouted back, "That sounds great tae me, any'hin...

**Meanwhile... A mile from the factory... ** The rain was only getting heavier, lashing the ground... 15 minutes since the storm hit and the area was sodden, the loose water running down the last stretch of the hill, leaving growing black voids at the bottom, illuminated only by the...

"I think I'll be headed to the warehouses, and iffen you're truly set on coming along, Dode, then we might as well start heading that way. Sides, mate, it'll be nice travelling with a competent fighter again. The last companion I had was... well, nice, but he was not a fighter and while I didn't...

Dode had phased out entirely after Jay left his side, instead taking in the sight of the wastes before him, a calm and desolate picture on the ground while the storm clouds barrelled themselves towards him. Day time was all but over, the sun was creeping away behind the horizon... the ruined...

"New girl?" Dode asked, looking back at the group, there was indeed someone else, blue clothing and another robot... "Who is she?". Dode looked across the wastes again, he hadn't seen any settlement ahead, and the factory was meant to be a half hour walk from Colonia. He eyed Jay with concern...

---Current Status--- Recovering from gunshot wounds. Under the effects of moderate strength pain relief. Gear lost - Crutch, 13 rounds of Enfield ammunition, 39 rounds of pistol ammunition, 1 Med-X syringe, 3 pain pills. ------------------ "Up in the far north abouts. I couldn't...

The queen was done, two eye blasts, missing legs and a few spears in the face was all it took to bring it down... Dode was almost disappointed it didn't put up more of a fight. He glanced around then turned away from the group, shuffled off to the side of the path and took a knee, wincing as he...

Dode watched the Queen roll down the hill, the hulking beast now blocking the view of the woad covered woman, 'hopefully she's alright... If she still has that spear, then the Queen is as good as dead', Dode grinned at the thought. As for the Queen, it was still moving, barely moving... But...

'The woad woman knew what she was doing' thought Dode, stopping the queen beast from charging at him with one well placed spear, 'it'll be pissed now though'. Dode turned to look for a more suitable vantage point, but his concentration was broken by the woad woman slamming into the ground in...

Dode grabbed Alex' shoulder as he recoiled in pain, helping him to the ground. He let his rucksack slip off his arms then flipped it round so he could open it. Junk...lots of junk, bits of salvage, energy cells... the good stuff... or rather the useful stuff was all kept in the pockets lining...

"Aye I'll be alright, it hurts to walk, but I've got some pills and med-x in my bag if the pain gets too much", Dode paused... then looked up at the darkening sky, "it's worse in the cold". He appreciated Alex' offer, the crutch would keep him going, but he had to adapt...the wasteland didn't...

Dode stood at the top of the hill with Alex triumphantly. The wastes had returned to calm silence... For how long though, was the question, they'd made quite a racket fighting the hornets, noise that would be heard for miles. He turned to Alex as he holstered his pistol and knife, "No bad, aye...

Dode was now pushing his luck, he'd drawn his knife and was trying to spare his pistol ammo, a stupid move he realised as 2 hornets sent their stingers straight for his chest. He shot down the first, but the second forced him back, the stinger impacting against his armour... He tried to regain...

Everyone with guns seemed to be holding there own, observed Dode as he emptied a pistol clip into 3 hornets. He looked across at the frontline as he loaded a fresh clip and stowed the empty cartridge, a mess of bullets and hornet remains littered the ground in front. The group was in something...

Dode stopped shambling up the hill, the buzzing could be heard now, straight ahead. He fell onto his left knee while raising the rifle up to his eye, locking up his body while aiming. He was ready for the hornets, the others were moving toward him, there footsteps pounding the dry ground behind...

"Hornets?...Shite!", spat Dode. He gave one last glare at the mystery woman then turned towards the hill. He glanced back at the group, "she'll no dae anything", he proclaimed hopefully... "the hornets might cause a few problems though, anyone else want to come and stop them?" he asked, before...

Dode heard the question from Jay, probably everyone heard it, and to reply would need the same volume so he stayed quiet, motioning to keep it down behind him with his free arm. Someone else ran past him, heading straight ahead, most likely running off to scout ahead. Hope he doesn't go...

Dode had only read about Pip-Boys back home, devices with incredible functionality, and truly a wanderer's best friend. The envy was almost unbearable. He watched as the ghoul, Alan fiddled with the buttons on Jay's Pip-Boy, before announcing a rough 30 minute walk to the factory...

Dode hobbled alongside the group, his rifle slapping his back with every step, the rifle was slung tightly over his shoulder, with the crutch holding the loose strap in place in his armpit, it wasn't helping to stop the noise and smacks. The crutch wasn't even really necessary anymore, allowing...