บท 55: Great Escape!
Afton walked to an isolated room and dropped the box of Microfusion cells onto a desk, it'd be night in a couple hours so he had to prepare everything for when he had to leave.
He left and returned with one of the only things his parents had owned, it was a Deathclaw leather satchel that his father had made for his mother after his near-death encounter. It was heavy, but incredibly sturdy, the bag was tough and rigid but still slightly flexible, making it ideal for the wasteland.
Hopefully, no one would notice what the grey scales were from, otherwise it'd be difficult to answer them. He stuffs all the Microfusion cells into the bag along with a water canteen that he'd filled earlier.
He looked at himself in a nearby grimy mirror and frowns, he was 6.1ft with messy black hair and hazel eyes. He considered himself average to above average? Though, he didn't know if he was being objective about it. His skin was terribly pale due to how long he'd been trapped underground.
There was one problem though, he was currently wearing the brotherhood recon armour, the tough brown leather useful for stealth, and the additional metal plating didn't get in the way of that. It'd provide good protection, but anyone with any sense would immediately be able to tell what faction be belonged to.
Shaking his head, he ignored the issue for now as there wasn't really anything else to wear. So he waited for night to fall, taking a quick look outside for any guards before slipping out with the Gauss Rifle slung on his back and his satchel at his side.
He immediately headed towards the workshop, he couldn't risk them retrieving the information earlier and scrapping it before he could stop them. There were a few guards milling about as you obviously can't leave a base undefended.
Most gave him curious glances but just assumed he was bringing the Gauss Rifle to get repaired or something similar. He slipped inside the workshop and glanced around, no one.
He breathed a sigh of relief, this would make it significantly easier to retrieve the Pipboy, if someone were here he wouldn't have an excuse to give them. He briskly walked up to the Pipboy and glanced at the terminal it was connected to, he wanted to go through it but didn't have time, besides, the Pipboy would have all the information anyway.
Paused the upload and unplugged it before storing the device in his bag.
[Retrieve Pipboy: Success!]
[Escape with Pipboy]
A new quest came in after the first, he was already going to do that so no big deal. He left and quietly made his way to the exit, already fingering a device he'd prepared.
One he got up the stairs he spotted a Paladin sitting behind a desk with his helmet off, next to him was a Gauss Rifle and... The security card needed to access the terminal and open the doors.
Afton hid his weapon behind his back so the Paladin couldn't see it and stood in the doorway, "Hey, one of the Knights wanted to know if you were having trouble with your weapon?" he asks with a 'concerned' expression.
The Paladin raised a brow and looked over to the Gauss Rifle on his desk, picking it up and is about to take out the Microfusion cell.
Just as he touches it Afton presses the switch he'd prepared, causing the Gauss Rifles coils to fire abruptly, damaging the internals and causing black smoke to waft out of it in small amounts. Afton makes a show at jumping away in surprise as the Paladin looks at his weapon in shock. "Is this what you were referring to?" he asks as he quickly stands up to get some distance knowing full well that if it explodes it could be quite dangerous.
Afton slowly nods, "Apparently one of the newer Knight bungled the repair, could you leave it in the workshop and retrieve another from the armoury? I'll keep an eye on your post."
...
[Speech Check: Failed!]
"Why don't you take it for me?" he asks, feeling slightly indignant at being told what to do by someone in a lower position than him.
Afton gestures at the gun with a frown, "Sir, with all due respect, if that explodes while I'm carrying it, I'll lose both of my hands... You'll be fine with Power armour, but as you can see, I'm not wearing any."
The man snorts before slowly nodding, "Fine! You better not do anything stupid though!" they say while getting up, slipping the security card in their pocket at they go to leave.
Afton's eyes bulge at the fact the man had remembered the card, his mind scrambles to find a way to get it off of him but he only knew one way.
The Paladin was holding the Gauss Rifle at his side in one hand with his helmet in the other... It was fortunate he didn't expect any hostility from Afton otherwise his plan would have spectacularly failed.
Afton quickly grabs a paperweight for the desk and jumps at the back, smashing it into the back of his head, immediately rendering them unconscious. They fall onto their front with a large *clang!* and continue to silently lie there.
With that done he tosses the paperweight back onto the table and grabs the keycard, he'd hoped he wouldn't have to do this, but if he knew that he'd end up doing it any way he'd have tried to keep the man's Gauss Rifle undamaged...
Afton quickly uses the card to open the exit before leaving it on the desk, not wishing to endanger everyone by accidentally giving an outsider access inside. Again, he takes the long, long walk up the never ending staircase, eventually reaching the surface bunker.
It was relatively the same from all those years ago, though there was some fresh supplies left in one of the nearby crates... Lucky!
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บท 56: Character Creation
Afton shoved as many supplies as his bag would fit, the Chapter could last without a couple bottles of water and cans of food, but him? Not so much. With that he headed for the bunker's exit, excitement beginning to fill him.
*Clank!*
He stepped outside into the cold desert night, and only then realised the bunker's defence system was still on... A dust storm was raging and he had no idea how he was going to leave, or where he would be going...
[Escape with Pipboy: Success!]
The notification had him remembering that he still hadn't checked out the Pipboy. He entered the bunker and sat in the hallway, wishing to leave the duststorm alone for the time being, he'd check the device and leave as soon as possible... Who knew when someone would notice the unconscious Paladin.
He took the device out and strapped it to his wrist, looking at it peculiarly as it seemed to meld with his forearm, it felt almost natural to have it there, as if it weighed nothing at all. The screen lit up the dim hallway, the amber Pipboy mascot gave him a thumbs up before the device started booting up.
Immediately it presented him with five options to look at, Status, S.P.E.C.I.A.L, Skills, Perks, and General. One of the three red buttons that was labelled "stats" was lit up. Afton was more or less familiar with this set up.
Status would display his physical health, injuries, buffs or debuffs such as drugs or similar things, and radiation levels.
S.P.E.C.I.A.L was essentially everything he was quantified numerically, like how an RPG put a number on your strength, speed, agility, etc. The exact stats it displayed were Strength, Perception, Endurance, Charisma, Intelligence, Agility, and Luck.
Moving on, the skills, this would detail how proficient or knowledgable he was in a certain subject, lockpicking, science, guns, energy weapons, explosives, repair, etc.
Next was Perks, if it was the same as in the games, this would be where he'd be able to see what perks he'd gathered, either through levelling up or other unique events.
Last but not least was General, this would detail his reputation with other factions, as well as other general stats, this was relatively useless as knowing how many stimpacks you've ever used isn't something important.
He flipped a switch on the top of the Pipboy to move to the next tab called "items", he had no idea how it'd work outside the game, but right now it only seemed to be registering everything on his person, and giving basic information about it.
Ignoring this tab for new, he moved onto the next, "data", it held Local maps, World map, Quests, Misc, and Radio. Everything but the maps were useless to him right now, but it seems the Pipboy only knew one location... Vault 3.
He'd have to visit it eventually if he were going to grab the components for the ventilation system, so at least it wasn't somewhere useless.
For now though, he'd check his stats.
Afton Parker
S.P.E.C.I.A.L :
Strength : 8
Perception : 7
Endurance : 7
Charisma : 4
Intelligence : 6
Agility : 7
Luck : 3
Skills :
Barter : 15
Energy Weapons : 40
Explosives : 20
Guns : 23
Lockpick : 10
Medicine : 40
Melee Weapons : 38
Repair : 41
Science : 41
Sneak : 20
Speech : 19
Survival : 15
Unarmed : 30
Perks :
None
As soon as he checked it another notification came up, along with some options.
[Tutorial Ended]
[Edit Name?]
[Rebuild Character?]
[Continue Onwards?]
...
Afton didn't really care much about his name and so kept it, he didn't know what effects it'd have if he tried to change it anyway, instead, he selected [Rebuild Chacter].
Immediately he was greeted with a character creation screen, it allowed him to redesign his face, body, and even his gender... He didn't want to touch any of that right now, plastic surgery had never been an interest of his. Though, if he could give himself-No!
He immediately put a stop to that line of thought, choosing what he liked and what he didn't made him feel almost artificial... He didn't want to look different either, as he retains traits from both his parents, the least he could do was keep them.
Next was his S.P.E.C.I.A.L stats, he was actually pretty happy with the distribution, though, he did want to alter his Luck value, he had no idea what effect it'd have on his life if he left it as it was. He took a point away from his Strength and added it to Luck.
Happy with that, he moved onto the next options, Skills. Now, he couldn't do much with them aside from put "tags" on them, these would add fifteen points to skills you select. It seems that he hadn't had any before he started to Character customization.
He mulled over his options, this wasn't a game, and if he died he'd be dead for good. Sure, science sounded good, but would it help him get out of this situation? Probably not.
In the end he eventually decided to place the tags on Energy Weapons, Speech, and Survival. Raising them to 55, 34, and 30 respectively.
After that he was greeted with a trait selection, these were basically perks that you start off with... There were quite a few he could pick from, though most had positives and negatives.
For example, the [Skilled] trait gave +5 points to every skill, while decreasing EXP gain by 10%, something that looked relatively good to Afton now that he caught in a dangerous position.
Though, he would probably just pick [Trigger Discipline], a trait that reduced your firerate by 20% but increased your accuracy by the same amount. This was incredibly valuable due to how difficult finding ammunition would likely be in future, not to mention people would probably go down with a single shot.
He also picked [Heavy Handed], the perk would cause your unarmed attack do to 20% more damage while doing 60% less Critical damage. Afton had no idea what effects Critical Strikes would have in reality... In Fallout 3 they'd more or less cause your enemies head to explode even if you hit them with a 9mm round. He doubted it was the same here, so he valued the raw damage as opposed to risking it on luck. It was a good choice aswell, considering his Luck was currently four.
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