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Beauty means shit against a hulking pile of meat and claws.

As if I would seduce a Deathclaw. I'm thinking more along the lines of Legions, NCRs , the occasional stray hottie and his puppy.

...sure. *He keeps walking, off the road and into the desert.* Let's hunt some Fire Ants.

*Olivia follows after him, keeping up with him*
Where did you learn latin?

Mane. He practically exists by it. Long dead language. Only the Legion use it these days. Still useful.

*She blushes under the hood and manages to keep her voice even*
Could you teach me?

Maybe. It was all we spoke at home. When we had one. *he goes silent.*

*She glances out from underneath his hoody and peaks at his face*
Wha...What happened?

You found the recording, didn't you? You should know.

*She ducks her head, ashamed for peaking into his privacy*
I would prefer to hear it from you.

Not my shame. Not my story to tell. *He looks her in the eye, raising the hood slightly.* You really wanna know? Find Mane.

*She gives him a sad smile*
I'd prefer to stick with you for now. If we happen to run into him, I'll be sure to ask.

Hate to break these emotional sharing sessions, but are we even close yet?

Tawny would also tell you. You better hope you don't run into her... ten minutes. Tops. Would try and scope them, but the sand is in the way.

Sorry, I prefer to speak to the two saner family members. Plus, she'd try to eat me before I could even say hi.

You have a sister?! Is she hot?

*He looks her dead in the eye.* Yes. Once you get past her tendency to eat her sexual partners, horrific scar and huge mood swings, she's great.

I like to be bitten.

Hm. Talk to Mane then. He is less likely to eat you. He is more likely to use you for everything you're worth, to train you for his own bloody suicide mission, and make you wipe out countless communities. *He pulls out the Sniper, and fires at the hill to the left. He whispers;* Yeah, I know you're watching pops...

Well, someone's a little coocoo.