A Fallout NV RP blog for Vulpes Inculta, right hand man of Caesar.
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"I ain’t a spy!" I’m your brother, you prick, he wanted to wail. But instinct was preserving Seth, and each time he opened his mouth to speak his tongue tangled in his throat. "I’m just a bounty hunter," he finally choked out. "I just needed a place to rest for a bit, that’s all." Perhaps not the wisest words either. What would a Legionary do with an NCR bounty hunter?
Oh, that wasn’t a good choice of words at all. Not from where she was standing at least. Billie tensed up, her brows knitting inwards as she regarded the two again. Could they have really been brothers?
”This is unnecessary, lets just do as I suggested and everyone can go home, yeah?” Was anyone listening to her at this point? It felt like she was swimming, her voice muted by deep sea currents.
His eyes narrowed at that and he remembered his meeting with Adamus. They’ve opened another bounty for you, sir. Seth Williams was the man’s name. If only he had asked for a description of him! What were the odds, though, that his exact man was the man who stalked him?
"Well, dog, if it is the Legion you hunt, then enjoy your last few days," purred Vulpes. "You cannot possibly hope to best us. Your comrades tried. They failed.Tell me, Billie—what is this man’s name?"
-In real life I yelled at teenagers in my yard when I was ten.-
catothehound replied to your post:((I just became the 82 year old lady of the block….wheres my fruit punch// Welcome to the retirement home, Yotes, here’s your Mattlock-centric TV-guide and rice pudding.
I DRANK IT ALL! >8T
THATS WHAT IM ALWAYS SAYING BUT NOOOO ITS ALL SNAPCHATS AND GRINDRS AND COLOR TELEVISION AND THE COTTON GINback in my day we didn’t even have colors
((Karen now we can hang out at the nursing home together))
// Welcome to the retirement home, Yotes, here’s your Mattlock-centric TV-guide and rice pudding.wheres my fruit punch
((I just became the 82 year old lady of the block. The terrible neighbor’s kids just chased a family of deer from my yard and were chasing them down the road (while weaving in and out of the road without looking) so I yelled at them for a) chasing baby deer b) chasing them out of MY YARD and c) being on my property
Baby deer are gonna get hit by a car. Kids are gonna get hit by a car. Kids are going to ruin our yard like they ruined the elderly couple on the corner’s yard. It’s just a bad situation all around.
But luckily it wasn’t just me because a lady driving by stopped and yelled at them for chasing the deer.))
((So here’s the tl;dr for that post:
We’re not saying it never happened, but we’re acting like it never happened.))
((Alright, so in regards to the Etain thing:
I still am not 100% sure how I want this all to work out, but what we’re thinking is that Vulpes believes Etain has died, since she vanished a while ago. We’ll say a few months has passed and Vulpes has mourned and recovered.
I don’t really want to make a big deal about it, nor do I want it to become a plot thing. I don’t really want it to be brought up in asks or rps, to be honest. It’s retconning without the total erasure of the whole things existence, if that makes sense.
And, just to clarify, Lyssa and I have talked. This isn’t some sort of grudge move or anything.))