Fallout of Grace: New Vegas, Eva Bree's journey through the Mojave Wasteland Options

[Diamandis]

Hello all!

I'm Eva and I'd like to share with you my story based on Fallout: New Vegas.

The story follows Eva Bree, a courier who found her self being almost mortally wounded for reasons she is unsure of.

Her story starts after waking up from her ordeal in the town of Goodsprings after being rescued from near death.

First, I shall tell you a little bit about Eva.

Eva is originally the protagonist of my original Fallout 3 fanfic (which I will post as a prequel as soon as I find it as I lost the portable hard drive it was on! Oops). After the events in Fallout 3 she decided to travel the wasteland, eventually getting a job as a courier as she tried to live as normal a life as possible. Unfortunately, this was not meant to be...

[Diamandis]

2. The Powder Snuff Girls

Part one

“I’ll give you one more chance, lady; tell me where he is!” I heard a man shout as I entered the saloon.

“I’ve told you, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I heard Trudy reply in an unthreatened tone.

I slowly began to walk toward the bar, casually eavesdropping and I gently trod.

“Fine. I’ve tried being nice, but you’ve given me no choice. Unless you tell me where Ringo is now I’m gunna bring a few of my friends and burn this town to the ground.” The man threatened.

“Well I’ll keep that in mind. Is that all? If you’re not going to buy anything, get out of my bar.” Trudy responded.”

The man scoffed, then turned and ran to the exit, barging past me and shouting ‘watch it’ as he swiftly left the building. I looked after him, wondering what the hell had happened. It wasn’t any of my business, but he threatened the town; so I thought I’d at least ask.

“What was all that about? Is everything okay?” I asked as I walked over to a slightly worried looking Trudy.

Trudy sighed, “Not really. Seems our little town has gotten into a little bit of trouble.”

“How?” I asked.

Trudy smiled, “Don’t worry. It’s nothing you need to worry about.”

I refused her reply, putting my hands on my hips in a subtly demanding nature, “Look, I overheard his threat. He said he was going to burn the town down to the ground? Empty threat or not I want to help, so if I can, let me.”

There was a brief pause as Trudy gave me a look; gratitude in her eyes.

“Okay…” she started, heading behind the bar, “About a week back a trader called Ringo came here looking for shelter. Apparently he got himself attacked; said bad men were after him.”

“Go on…” I said, willing her to continue.

“We figured he was in shock after the attack, so we gave him a place to lie low up in the gas station. Thought he was just paranoid.” Trudy said.

“… and now, what? The paranoid trader turned out to be right? People are after him?” I said.

Trudy nodded. “Yeah. The guy who just left was Joe Cobb, leader of the Powder Gangers; local thugs.” She then let out another sigh, “We don’t want any trouble. We’re only a little town. I just wish Ringo would sneak off in the middle of the night and take those damn Powder Gangers with him.”

I sat on a stool, “Unfortunately I don’t think that’s going to happen; especially if Ringo finds out the guys after him have found him.”

Trudy shrugged, defeated, “What else can we do but hope Cobb was bluffing?”

I thought for a second, hoping to come up with an answer to the problem; but it was rather obvious.

“The way I see it we have two options. We can get Ringo and hand him over to the Powder Gangers or we can fight back.” I suggested. Trudy gave me a look of great concern, “I've dealt with their type before; if they say they’ll do something they’ll do it. Seeing as I don’t wanna send a possibly innocent man to his death, I think the only option is to kick those Powder Gangers asses so hard their grandmothers will feel it.”

Trudy gave a nervous laugh, but before she could reply, Sunny wandered into the Saloon. She looked at me and grinned.

“Still here?” She said, before noticing the expression on Trudy’s face, “What’s wrong? Has something happened?”

“… you know the trader who’s hiding out in the gas station?” Trudy replied. Sunny nodded and Trudy continued, “Turns out he wasn't as paranoid as we thought.”

“What?” Sunny freaked.

I stood up and folded my arms, “There’s a good chance the people after him are on their way. With guns. Maybe fire; But most definitely guns.”

“So what are we going to do? We can’t give the trader to them if that's who they're after…” Sunny said before raising an eyebrow, “Can we?”

“It is a small exchange considering the Powder Gangers could massacre us all?” Trudy tried to rationalize.

Trudy’s point was understandable, but I just couldn't feel comfortable with the thought of sending a possibly innocent man to his death.

I decided to make a deal. “Okay, how about this; I go up and speak to this Ringo guy and see if he’s a good guy or not. If he's not, we talk more about trading him for the town’s safety.”

Sunny looked at Trudy, and both nodded at each other, “Seems reasonable I guess.” Sunny said, “No sense in sending a good man to those thugs.”

“Awesome. Right, I’ll head up to the station, now.” I said.

Before I could take a step toward the Saloons exit, Sunny stopped me.

“You seem very eager to help out a bunch of people you don’t even know?” She said.

I smiled and folded my arms playfully, “Would you rather I wasn't?.”

Sunny smirked at me, and then nodded. I winked at her before heading outside.

Let’s go see whether this Ringo guy is worth protecting…

This post has been edited by Eva: Feb 3 2013, 01:21 PM