"What the fuck are we supposed to believe?" Waterfront asked, cycling her rifle's bolt.

"What the fuck are we supposed to believe?" Waterfront asked, cycling her rifle's bolt.

"You see, Waterfront, by working for Luna, you get to know exactly everything going on in the wasteland at one particular time. That alone makes you a wasteland expert."

Waterfront just kept her mouth shut. "They're fleeing. I think. It's common for raiders to suddenly strike someone in the back." She suddenly said.


"They circle around and jump you. That's how they got me and Night." Waterfront said.


"Good. But let's stay sharp, okay?" Waterfront said. "I don't want to go through that fucking nightmare again... Or see Hope go through that nightmare."


"Tranquilizer must still be going through her system." Waterfront said. "Anyway... Let's get to know each other PROPERLY while we wait for her to wake up. I mean, I'm kinda stuck with you for now, so..."


"Well, I work for nopony but myself." Waterfront said. "I'm just your average wasteland wanderer, I guess. Seen it all, done it all."


"You know I was born in a vault too, right?" Waterfront asked.


''You know why I was named Waterfront, too?'' Waterfront asked.
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