章節 384: Major surprise...
Boone wasn't all that surprised when Johanna returned without Mortimer, though the news of his death was a pleasant one. Someone who engaged in cannibalism, and sought to encourage others to follow the same path must be exterminated with extreme prejudice.
Fortunately, most of the other members of the White Glove Society disavow Mortimer and his actions completely, giving the group way to arrest him and hopefully stop their reputation from being pulled through the mud (too much).
Once Johanna returns covered in mud, water, and blood. The group head back up to the hotel room so Boone can put his armour back on and get ED-E, not to mention grab all the bags they'd left in there.
Once done, they take the jar containing the Major's head and exit the Ultra-Lux, walking towards the NCR embassy as they go. Johanna and Christine give him questioning looks as he throws his hunting rifle and Anti-Material rifle on his back, while only the latter seem concerned as he puts his First Recon beret on. Fortunately, neither mention it and they go about their business.
A few people stare at them as they pass, but Boone isn't really concerned... Though, by the time they reach the embassy itself he questions the two women, "I don't think they will allow you inside with those masks..."
...
The two women touch their faces and only now realise they'd still been wearing the masks the whole time. "Huh, I'd forgotten they were even there." Johanna mutters, taking the mask off and causing Boone to gape at her.
Long black hair, dark brown eyes, tanned skin that's marred with a few visible scars... Just as Afton had described. Though, instead of a Vaultsuit, she's still wearing the tuxedo from the Ultra-Lux. "Tamia?" he questions, causing the woman to go still.
"Do you know me?" she asks, wondering if Boone was someone from her forgotten past.
He shakes his head, "Not personally but," he glances at 'Christine', "That would make you, Veronica, right?"
Veronica shrugs and takes off her mask, "Either you're really good at magic tricks, or you know things you shouldn't... Either way, I wanna know." she says, a small, cheeky smirk spreading across her face.
"Well, a friend of mine has been looking for you... Afton Parker." he says, taking a small degree of amusement from the way the woman's eyes bulge at the name.
"You know Afton?! How is he? Where is he? Why is he-" she stops herself short, she didn't know if Afton had revealed their origins to 'Squinty', but it was best left unsaid, especially now that they were literally standing next to the NCR embassy.
Tamia raises a brow, "You know Afton? Huh, seems like that kid gets around..." she mutters, not having expected her companion to be personally involved with the kid that'd helped her months ago.
"What? Why does everyone know how Afton is but me!? I should be the first one to know!" she exclaims, catching a few irritated glares from nearby NCR personnel. She sheepish scratches the back of her head before refocussing on her companions, "I'm his big sister, I should at least be aware that he's out in the Wasteland!"
"Sister?" Boone blurts out, not having heard of such a relation beforehand... He'd just assumed she was an ex-girlfriend or cousin. "He hadn't mentioned that..."
Veronica shakes her head in exasperation, "Of course he didn't... Well, where is he? I doubt you'd be running an errand for him on the other side of the Mojave."
Boone gestures back in the direction of the casino's, "He's in Gomorrah right now..." he mutters, wondering if Afton would appreciate the misunderstanding this would no doubt create.
"HE'S WHAT!? That little-, he better not be doing what I think he's doing!" she exclaims with righteous indignation.
"Veronica, relax... Who cares if he wants to spend time with some paid company?" Tamia chides from the side.
"I care! Women like that aren't good enough for him! And who knows what kinds of things he'll catch from them!?"
Boone coughs into his fist, deciding to save Afton some effort, "You misunderstand... He's in Gomorrah's gathering intelligence. Specifically, your location, and the location of a man in a checkered suit."
"Benny." Tamia spits, the venom in her voice only matched by her seething look. At Boone's raised brow, she decides to illuminate him on the topic, "We were only in the Ultra-Lux to find out where that rat-bastard was... Getting caught up in... That." she gestures at the jar wrapped in cloth that Boone was holding, "Was entirely unintentional. At least things turned out okay, I'm actually looking forwards to seeing the kid again."
Veronica beams, "Oh! Can we surprise him? I can't wait to see the look on his face!"
Boone shrugs, "Whatever bottle's your cap, let's finish our current job first though, bet there'll be a reward in it for us."
The girls nod and the trio enter inside the embassy, walking towards the receptionist who looks at them disinterestedly. "State your name, and the purpose of your visit." she drawls, all the while munching on some chewing gum.
Boone doesn't address her attitude and instead drops the jar onto her desk, "I'd like to report a crime." he states as he raises the cloth, revealing the severed head.
"EEEEEEIIIIIKKKK!" the receptionist falls backwards off of her chair with a yelp, the other military personnel looking over and immediately going on high alert when they spot the jar. It wouldn't be the first time the Legion had sent the severed heads of their allies back to them to demoralise the men.
"Stop! Don't take another step or we'll shoot!" One of the military police shout, pointing a pistol in their direction.
Boone slowly raises his hands and gestures at his beret, "Do you know what this means? Obviously not since you're still pointing your weapon at me. Means I've served the NCR most of my life, probably longer than you've been able to speak, put the gun down, recruit." he growls out, the younger soldier hesitantly doing so, but still keeping it at the ready in case Boone does show to be at threat.
"We've just come from the Ultra-Lux where we discovered this, the severed head of Major Lowell Thompson Jr. I would've brought the rest of his body with us, by most of it has been cut up into bite-sized chunks for the cannibals in the casino to eat."
...
The receptionist slowly gets to her feet, and exits the room, eventually coming back and addressing them, "Ambassador Crocker would like to see you..."
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章節 385: Crock-Pot
Boone, Tamia, and Veronica are led through the embassy until they eventually reach a relatively well-kept office. The floor was decorated with a red carpet, and the walls seemed to have been painted over, despite their bad condition. On the wall was a large painting of what could only be President Kimball, and on the far side of the room sat a black man wearing a fine suit behind a terminal.
"Ambassador." the receptionist states as she stands by the entrance to the room dutifully with her hands behind her back.
He gestures at her, "You can go, thank you." he says before focussing on the group, "Hello. I'm not sure if you know me, but I certainly know of you..." he points to Boone, "Member of one of the most impactful mercenary groups the Mojave, and the wasteland, has ever seen." he then gestures at Tami and Veronica, "And you two, blazing a trail through the Mojave with seemingly no goal... Still, you have my gratitude for what you did in Boulder City... Come, take a seat." he says, nodding his head at the chairs set in front of his desk.
They do as told, Boone depositing the jar containing Lowell's head on the desk as well, though, by the slight grimace the Ambassador gives, he already knows what it is.
"You seem to know a lot about us..." Veronica quietly says, wondering just how far their network extends.
Crocker smiles and nods, "I know enough. That said, I believe we have more pressing matters to discuss. Particularly what occurred in the Ultra-Lux... I don't want to hastily come to conclusions, but, your actions were dangerous, and reckless..."
Tamia scoffs at this, crossing her arms while slouching in her chair, "Oh? How so?"
"The situation with House right now is... Tenuous, negotiations between the NCR and him haven't made any progress since the last treaty, you might ask 'why does this matter', and I'd tell you that using NCR authority that wasn't given to arrest a prominent casino member on their own property was incredibly damaging, not just to the casino and its reputation, but to the NCR's relations with Mr House and the rest of the strip.
I know that you most likely had a very, very compelling reason to do so, but you acted for the NCR, without NCR approval... If we let this go unpunished, it may set a president of vigilantism, especially in Freeside which is on the brink of complete anarchy."
Boone shrugs, "Better to apologise for acting than get permission five months later. Mortimer needed to be stopped, he was attempting to convince the rest of the White Glove Society to become cannibals again. Left to his own devices, I think he may have succeeded..."
Crocker just shakes his head with a sigh, "Be that as it may, I cannot let this stand as it is. Despite the actions taken against Major Thompson, you still have no evidence that Mortimer was the one responsible... Is the man even alive to testify? Or did you take those matters into your own hands as well?" he asks, already knowing full well that Mortimer wouldn't have survived.
Tamia shakes her head, "I pummeled his skull until it became bone-fragment soup. I can drag his corpse back if you like?"
"Er, no... Let's not do that." Crocker says, turning his attention to the jar. "May I?" he asks as he glances at Boone.
Boone just nods, it wasn't like he owned the jar anyway...
Crocker raises the cloth and looks into the jar, inadvertently locking eyes with the severed head. "Well, well... I told you this would happen, didn't I, Jr?..." he releases a long sigh and looks at the others, "Not much we can do about it now I suppose... I've sent someone to the Lucky 38 to see if House is willing to discuss recent events, usually he'd send out a robot to discuss it for him, but it's always a bit random, shall we say?... Once I've spoken with House, I will determine just how much damage you have done to the relations of the NCR and New Vegas and punish you accordingly."
"You're going to punish us for doing your job for you?" Tamia scoffs, clearly unsatisfied by this turn of events, she gets to her feet and glances at Veronic and Boone, "Whatever, we'll see what you decide, and afterwards I'll see if I care to listen." she states as she begins to exit.
Veronica quickly follows and Boone slowly gets to his feet as well, "You can keep the jar." he says noncommittally before leaving.
Once Boone exits the embassy he's greeted with an angry, ranting Tamia. "Who does he think he is? We do his job for him and he says he'll punish us? Hah! Fat chance in hell!"
Boone glances at ED-E who's silently floating at his side and sighs, "Atleast you weren't programmed female, right?" he quietly jokes, making sure he's not heard by the duo.
"Let's just forget about it Tamia... We have other things to do, like meeting Afton and dealing with Benny." Veronica chides, though is certainly looking forward to being reunited with her 'brother'.
Tamia looks over to Boone after a few moments recomposing herself, "Well? What's the plan then?"
"We said we'd meet up at the strip gate at a certain time. It wouldn't be good to barge in while someone's doing something important. We'll wait there, for now, hopefully everyone'll come at the right time."
The two women shrug, "Sounds like a plan, I guess..." Tamia mutters.
A smirk makes its way not Veronica's face however, "Are we still gonna surprise Afton?"
"Do whatever you want." Boone quietly says, not really caring what they do, as long as it isn't incredibly stupid or dangerous.
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