Capítulo 202: Maketh Acquainteth
"They said they'd be scouting one of the Fiend leaders while you rested."
"Huh, trust them not to be idle. Where's my shit?" Afton asks after a moment of thinking, only now realising that his Pipboy was still on his wrist... The mystical properties of the device still amaze and confuse him. He wasn't complaining about it though, making people unaware or unable to remove it would save him a lot of trouble in many situations.
Dr Kemp gestures to the footlocker beside the bed, "I'd encourage you to stay in bed for a little longer, there's no need to risk aggravating anything else so soon."
Afton shakes his head at the man's suggestions, "I've got a lot of shit to do, I'll not be relaxing until it's all done. Thanks for patching me up though." he says noncomittally and starts putting on his Recon armour. He checks his Pipboy to see if anything drastic had changed aside from the level up :
Afton Parker
Title : [Executioner of the Wastes], [Free Sheriff], [Fiend's Fiend]
Level : 29
S.P.E.C.I.A.L :
Strength : 8
Perception : 8
Endurance : 7
Charisma : 4
Intelligence : 6
Agility : 10
Luck : 4
Skills :
Barter : 21
Energy Weapons : 100
Explosives : 23
Guns : 100
Lockpick : 10
Medicine : 100
Melee Weapons : 100
Repair : 100
Science : 62
Sneak : 100
Speech : 100
Survival : 30
Unarmed : 33
Perks :
[Trigger Discipline], [Heavy Handed], [Rapid Reload], [Torture Techniques], [Educated], [John Wick Style], [Toughness], [Stonewall], [Sniper], [Bug Stomper], [Lord Death v2], [Spies Guise], [Quick Draw], [Adamantium Skeleton], [Ranger Tactics], [Ranger Targeting], [Ranger Awareness], [Mechanicus], [Jury Rigging], [SuperHot Block], [Solar Powered], [Miracle Maker], [Unnerving Presence], [Living Anatomy], [Agility Implant], [Masterful Movement], [Blur], [Uncivilized Weapon], [Rad Absorbtion]
Companion Perks :
[Old Wisdom]
[Spotter]
Afterwards he looks around for his weapons but notices that he was missing his Anti-Material rifle... In its place sat Karls LMG, along with all its ammunition. "Er, did Karl take my gun?" he asks the doctor who was still trying to persuade him to stay.
"The big sniper? Yeah, he left behind that when they went off scouting."
Afton nods, "Thanks." he mutters as he checks through his backpack to make sure everything was there... It seems that Karl and Boone had cashed in the ears they'd collected from the Fiends, he currently had an extra 1360 caps sitting in a few bags. They must've partitioned his pay and stored it with him. Good guys.
"Alright, thanks doc, I'll be headed out. Take care of yourself." he says, giving a small wave as he left.
Dr Kemp sighs as he slumps in his chair, watching the young man leave. They were probably the means of which he could advance his career, the discovery and recording of someone in mid-mutation was incredibly valuable. And now that they knew he had been a regular human beforehand, the NCR knew it wasn't an inborn gift.
Dr Hildern had suggested that they just file Afton as dead and ship his body back to the main NCR research facility to try and replicate the mutation. He'd almost accepted it, but considered the help Afton had given the NCR in his relatively short time as a bounty hunter. He was sure the kid would do many more great things if left to his own devices and not strapped to a dissection table.
Though, even then, that didn't stop him sending some of Afton's blood off to get it tested and analysed... He didn't think anything would come of it, but it was better to get everything confirmed rather than leave it up to interpretation. Hopefully he'd be able to relay the tests back to Afton in case he has any other potential health risks.
Afton had just left the main building of Camp McCarren and stepped into the area containing the many military tents. NCR troopers were marching from here to there, supplies were being moved, and he could spot mechanics repairing one of those NCR trucks he'd heard so much about.
Walking over he kneels next to someone who only had their legs visible, they were under the truck doing something he couldn't see.
"So, these are the trucks the NCR has huh?" he asks, the person under the truck sitting up in surprise and whacking their head on the bottom of the vehicle. Afton raises a brow when he hears a feminine squeak...
His suspicions were confirmed when they crawled out from under the vehicle, oil-stained their white shirt that looked almost too small for them due to their generous *cough* proportions. To be honest, he should've noticed their gender just by the shape of their legs, they were rather curvaceous after all.
The woman had greasy oil-stained brown hair with a dirty, but well-shaped face. "Erm, did you need something?" she asks as Afton had just been staring at her face for longer than what seemed acceptable.
His eyes widen as he blushes at being caught, truthfully he was trying to look past the dirt and oil covering her to imagine how she'd look underneath it all, but it probably did look creepy from her point of view. "Ah, sorry. just didn't expect someone so cute to be working as a mechanic, oil isn't good for your skin youknow?"
The woman shakes her head while ignoring the sudden compliment, "Yeah? You try to find enough water to shower with around here and I'll clean up. Still, you didn't answer my question."
Afton shrugs, "Just wondering if you wanted any help. I'm pretty good with vehicles." he says, causing her eyes to glint in recognition.
She points rather rudely at hm, "You're that guy with the motorbike!"
"Yea-" he's about to confirm but is interrupted by the now rather excited woman.
"That's so cool! How'd you find the parts for it? Did you rebuild it yourself? Do you have anymore vehicles!?!"
...
"Sorry... I've just not seen any other vehicles apart from this old trucks." she bangs the NCR truck lightly with her fist.
Afton can't help but pounce on the hook she'd just thrown at him, "You're interested in vehicles?"
She nods, "Ever since I was a kid. Read books about racing cars and tanks, I only really joined the NCR for these trucks... Them being the only real vehicles that are still around, though, you seem to have figured out a way to fix that bike up."
"I'd heard a lot about these things, but they don't seem to live up to the hype. A lucky bullet would explode the fuel tank and burn everyone in this thing alive... Just because you paint it green doesn't automatically make it a military vehicle..." he mutters.
She nods, "I know right!? But we can't even add stuff to protect it because the higher-ups say these are 'Antiques' and that adding stuff would decrease their value! How dumb can you get!"
"Soldier! This isn't social hour! Get back to work!" a large man shouts from the side at Afton's new acquaintance, causing her to grimace.
"Ah, sir. I was just discussing a problem with the vehicles integrity with..-" he looks to her, only now realising he'd not learned her name. "Josie." "-Josie! She's really quite talented you know?"
"What would a bounty hunter know about mechanics?" the officer asks with incredulity.
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Capítulo 203: Par for the course
"What would a bounty hunter know about mechanics?"
...
"Er, did you forget the vehicle that I own and personally built?" Afton says before pointing at the truck, "Even without taking a close look I can already see some issues, the tires are on their last legs and look ready to give up, the axle looks rusted to hell, which is an achievement in the desert! And don't get me started on the wheel nuts that look ready to fall off." he says, honestly the vehicles look pretty good considering they'd likely been shot at from all angles.
The man's face reddens slightly at the criticism, he wasn't stupid, he knew of the issues but simply didn't have the tool and materials to fix them. Especially considering his leaders didn't want to remove any of the vehicles original parts. For what reason? He had no idea, something about antiquity?
They shake their head and sigh before turning, "Very well... Carry on." and walks away.
Josie's shoulders slump in relief as they leave. "L~ucky, I don't think my record could take another infraction..."
Afton raises a brow, feeling slightly guilty for putting her in such a position in the first place, "What'd you do in the first place?"
She smirks slightly, "Took the truck out to 'test' whether it was working properly... Boss put it down as a joy-ride though, bastard."
"Nice." he mutters, wondering what the NCR's faces would be like seeing their 'valuable' trucks being drifted. "Anyway, you mind if I help you out repairing this thing?"
Josie shrugs, "Captain technically gave you permission so I don't see the harm.
Karl and Boone had just returned from scouting Driver Nephi's base in the Rock Crushing Plant. The soldiers nod at them as they enter Camp McCarren, they had been common faces lately due to them taking up the task of completing the Fiend bounties. Still, the duo had another reason to be here, their friend and pseudo-leader had fallen ill with something.
Both couldn't believe their eyes when Afton dropped to his knees with blood flooding from his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes. They were even in a state of shock the entire time they followed the soldiers who carried Afton to the medical wing.
Fortunately, Karl had kept his faculties enough to remove some rather incriminating items from Afton before they removed his clothing... He'd been asleep for two days now, and neither had any inclination that he'd wake up, so both were just making themselves busy before they lost hope.
...
This was the main reason both were so surprised when they spotted their supposedly bed-ridden companion laughing with a 'thick' female mechanic while working on the NCR's trucks. Karl and Boone just looked at each other with mirth before marching over, "We're all worried about you kid, then you suddenly get better and start flirting with girls again?" Karl calls out, catching Afton's attention.
Afton's face breaks into a smirk, "Ah, so you did miss me? Well, fret not, your feelings reached me and brought me back to one hundred per cent health!"
"Fuck off." Karl bites back at his sarcasm, "Doc told us you wouldn't be awake for a while, so how're you walking around right now?"
Afton shrugs, "I'm a fast healer." he says, not bothering to try and explain anything to him.
"Hmph, well, atleast you're not dead." he states, walking up and giving a rough spartan handshake. Though, Afton could feel that Karl had slipped something into his grip... It reminded him of how drug dealers would hand off their goods...
They let go and Afton took a glance at what he'd been given, his eyes widening at the sight of his Brother of Steel holotag. Shit! He must've forgotten about it, he is so lucky that Karl managed to snag it before he'd had his clothing stripped. "Thanks for worrying about me." he says and Karl nods knowingly.
"Yeah, yeah. Now, unless you wanna continue flirting with your lady-friend, we've just gotten back from scouting Nephi's place."
Afton shrugs and looks to Josie, "I guess, see you later Josie. Maybe one day I'll let you have a go on Dirt-Bird." he says, causing the woman's eyes to light up.
"I'm looking forward to it." she says before turning her attention to the truck, though, why it looked in better condition than it ever had before she didn't know. Perhaps it was something Afton did?
Afton and his companions walk to an empty military tent and sit down at the table in the middle of it. "I'm happy to hear you guys weren't moping over my potential violent demise." he says semi-sarcastically.
"To be fair Kid, you lost enough blood to kill two men, neither of us expected you to live after that. We were planning to kill Nephi and Cook-Cook in your name though." Karl adds.
Afton waves his hand noncommittally, "It's alright, so, did you learn anything new about Nephi?"
Boone nods, "Guy's a sick bastard, but he knows that he's a target. Sleeps in random intervals to make sure no one could plan around his routine. Always keeps his gold club on him, along with a whole assortment of chems he uses on a semi-regular basis. I think he waits to use the more harmful ones in more dire circumstances..."
"Yeah, guy's strong as a brahmin as well, I've never seen someone cut a man completely in half, bone and all with nothing but a sharpened golf stick. I'll tell you now, staying outta swing distance of that club of his is our best shot of killin' the bastard without dying ourselves." Karl adds.
Afton rubs his face, "Any chance we could snipe him?"
Boone shakes his head, "Guy almost never leaves the Rock Crushing Plant, sends his lackeys for food and other supplies. Only time we've ever seen him leave is when one of their captives tried to escape, guy ran out faster than I've ever seen a man move and pulled them back inside by their hair..." he scowls at the ground, "If I'd been faster, then maybe..."
"Faster or not, Nephi doesn't know we're coming yet so at least we have that advantage. Better than if you'd rushed a shot and missed." Afton says pointedly.
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