Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190809182613/@comment-5583506-20190827232444

"Pah, who cares about wages", Shanks said, plopping down on an available seat with a grunt. "I'd pay you a thousand caps for a bottle of water that doesn't smell like irradiated molerat piss."

Evangeline wasn't too comfortable sitting so close to the mutant. He reeked of wet fur and blood. She could even see the spots on his shirt where he had been shot.