Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190110155650/@comment-24510587-20190111223043

The line moved along, and before long it was Jessica's turn.

"Name, surname, and age?" The woman asked.

The Boss found him still on the pier, hauling a crate from the waterfront to a kayak.

"Mister Ito, the NFC produces weapons," mister Gillam shrugged. "Weapons far, far more reliable and fit for this climate than that rifle you brought in here."

"Let me make it clear to you in words you will understand," he continued, serving Ito some of his own condescendence. "The NCR needs the NFC. The NFC does not need the NCR. If you want our wares, you buy them, just like everyone else."