Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170224150004/@comment-3293219-20170303225132

"Figured we'd be seeing our neighbours, down at the Hospital some time soon." Omar said, with a smile, placing his hands, along with his gun, in his pockets.

"Actually, it was the high school they were living in." The Trader corrected him, scratching his head.

"I was heading to the hospital and she intercepted me outside. Good thing to... Probably wouldn't have made it."

"Ah, then you have my thanks." Omar offered, placing his hands behind his back now.

"I would've sent a fruit basket but... Courier services aren't as great as you'd find in Vegas. Maybe a basket of fusion cores will be better anyway, from what I've heard you're quite well stocked on food."