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With a large thump, I went flying back, under Colin Moriarty's pressure, pinned to the wall.

I couldn't move.

"Ahh, come on lass, wah' ye gotta' be like that?" He said in his deep Irish tone.

"I suggest you remove you arms, before i rip them off, shove them so far up your ass, you'll be doing sign language out of your mouth!" I spat out.

Colin had been hitting on me ever since i destroyed the Enclave base. His so called 'pick up lines' were pathetic, i generally thought he was pathetic, but i never thought he'd go this far. The names Nikita. One thing you should know, i don't like half drunken Irish assholes, trying to get one on with me. With that i scrunched up my face, mustered all the anger and strength i could, and sent my knee right into his groin. If i knew what was good for me i would have left then and there, but no, it's the Lone Wanderer you're speaking to right? On his knees in front of me i connected my fist right with his jaw. Sent him to the ground like a full-packed Brahmin. Bastard.

I ran as fast as my long legs and tight leather pants would carry me. I knew i should of stuck with the raider armour. I wore tight leather jeans, a crop top and leather jacket. Lucas suggested i changed, or the "folks" here would get the wrong impression. So what? I thought, I've had loads of people stare at me weirdly from behind, then i turn around and they see my face, and they instantly know who it is. Take the women at Tenpenny Tower. They all hated and despised me, but did i give a Brahmins ass? No. But sure i might look appealing, but I'm not Nova. I don't play hard to get. I play impossible to get. I finally reached my house; it was small and quite appealing to one who wanted cosy. But I never spent much time in here. I always had something going on. Typical me.

I slammed the door behind me and slid down it, back rubbing hard against the jagged metal. I put my head in my knees and wished that i never left the vault. I heard hard banging coming from behind, someone was trying to get in. Well, obviously. I darted up stairs like a flash of lightning and slammed the door behind me. I heard a crashing sound. Oh crap, he bloody took the door off. I shut my eyes hard.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
Colin was bloody taking his time getting up those stairs.

I hadn't used a weapon in about what, 3 years? That's right. Colin's been hitting on me for 3 years straight. He never made a move as strong as this. Sure he might try to slide his arm around my waist from time to time. But i would always shake it off, and he would leave me alone for the rest of the night. He always did it outside though, the flirting. Lucas would always see me get agitated and step in if necessary, though most of the time he wouldn't, he knew i could take care of myself. Though i have been a little slow these past few months. I haven't been out of Megaton for about, a year. Just been drinking alcohol and doing odd jobs around. I guess it's because of those bloody Talons. I don't normally mind, but more than a few times i found a letter on them. With Burkes initial. Sure, i didn't mind when he broke up with me, if anything, i only used him to get him to leave. Men are so predictable. But when he starts sending Mercs after me, I draw the line.

Clink.
Clink.
Clink.
Why is he taking his God damn time?
It's like he's got all day to rape me.

I hear the gentle twist and click of a door opening.
The door to the room i was currently in.

It wasn't Colin.

Oh Shit.