And here's where things get interesting. Or got interesting. Or perhaps we can just say some true colors were shown, and I really don't know how it's going to change things in the future.
Deciding they needed to smite some things to feel better about themselves, they drove their patched-up truck out to the Radscorpion dens and annihilated the place.
The only happenings of note involved Felica crawling into one of the cleared dens and finding an ammo box hidden under the dirt floor (ain't no Radscorpions did that, so I wonder who it belonged to?) and Joe slicing up the bigger ones to look for goodies again. He found a severed, half-digested human arm... so you know he took it. And you'd think that's weird, and you'd be right, but the Saga of the Arm continues.
Sustaining a bit of poisoning from scorpion hits, they headed back into Barstow. They sold the scorpion tails they'd scaveneged to Willa, who paid them decently and cured their poison in return. They did a little wheeling and dealing with Janice over equipment and ammo, and then they went to see Ralphie again.
Felica's
still feeling after-effects of her multiple addictions, I think, and Morgan,
well... being immune to Jet strangely makes her crave it more than anyone
else. Ralphie had two doses on him, but they couldn't afford his price.
So out of the blue Holly offers him 100 caps... and TWO bouts of carnal
escapades.
Ralphie's as big a perv as you'll ever find, so they got down and Holly got two doses of Jet and two STDs for her trouble (BAhahahahaha). Willa was able to clean her up afterward, but I doubt she'll be able to shake the feeling of unrepentant skeeze from her body for some time.
Joe wanted to know if Ralphie had anything else, and he had a bunch of Voodoo he was willing to part with, but they just didn't have the caps and Joe wasn't Ralphie's type. But, uh... something else was. Yeah, you read that right. SomeTHING. Not someone.
And thus the Saga of the Arm comes (zing) to its conclusion, as Ralphie gladly took it in exchange for the Voodoo doses, and went off in the corner to pleasure himself and marvel at how he could give himself a handjob but it felt like someone else was doing it.
As I said... UNREPENTANT SKEEZE.
Loaded up on goodies, they headed out to the Raider camp to settle the score with Billy (and with whoever planted those mines that so savaged them before). Under cover of night they snuck into the camp, with a sound strategy of sticking to the shadows, avoiding the people on watch and eliminating the Raiders while they slept.
Holly made it almost to the middle of the camp, dagger poised over some choice sleeping Raider throat.
Joe snuck just a few feet in, placed his proton axe over a sleeping Raider's neck, and leaned down with all his considerable weight. That was his plan. How could it go wrong? Well he's clumsy, you see, and all he succeeded in doing was waking the raider up and slicing up his own leg. Claims to be a fellow Raider who simply wanted the prime sleeping spot went unbelieved, and the entire camp rose up to cries of alarm.
So much for strategy.
The vault dwellers waded in, bullets and lasers flying, axes and sledgehammers swinging, ROFA barrelling through. One of the chain gun-wielding Raiders put ROFA down for a while, but sniping from Felica, Holly's flamethrower and Morgan-on-Jet-with-an-AK47 turned the tide of the battle.
A few of the Raiders ran for their lives, but this group wasn't beyond shooting them in the back while they fled in terror. One last Raider looked like she might escape, but they sent ROFA after her and no human is going to outrun a Mr. Handy model, and she was caught in short order.
They interrogated her on the whereabouts of Billy, but they were less than persuasive. So Morgan tried a new tactic... smashing the Raider's skull in with brass knuckles. Still the Raider revealed nothing, so Morgan hit her again. And again. And eventually the Raider was a dead bloody pulp, and they had no more information than they started with.
Watch out, wasteland. These fuckers get hardcore when you piss them off.
PS - Johnny's cold! Won't someone keep him warm?
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