Note: In the continuity I'm using, it was Roland who did everything in the Secret Armory of General Knoxx expansion. Zombie Island, Underdome, and Claptrap Revolution have not happened yet.
It has been one week since Lilith managed to convince Patricia to let the citizens of New Haven move in to the Eridian wonderland, and it had been quite a busy week indeed. With Patricia and Helena Pierce jousting for power, the experiments and remains of the Atlas experiments had been mostly cleaned, and living areas assigned. Scooter was busy setting up a New U Station for the place, since the nearest one was too far to use. Sure, a lengthy commute provided some security, but if any citizens needed to escape to here at night, they'd be screwed. Patricia was right in her description of the vegetation in this region, particularly the vines.
Thick, woody vines grew from the ground all around, staying above ground for just a few feet before sinking back into it. At night, they secreted a toxic gas, killing any animal nearby. After a few days, the corpse basically liquefied. The goo seeped into the earth and that's how the vines sustained themselves. Charming how everything on Pandora lived off death.
In addition to all the areas Lilith fought through in her initial sweep, there were more halls and rooms of equipment that went deeper into the mountain. In total, the whole complex was about ten times as large as all the area Lilith explored, and was filled with far more things than the room of spheres and the room of experimental devices she had found. Needless to say, Patricia couldn't have been happier, though she was now on the war path against anyone who dared touch anything. Several references to the magic cave from Aladdin were made by Helena. Don't touch anything!
Lilith now sat on a crate just outside the complex, dubbed 'Newer Haven', watching a small show of arguing before her. Scooter was busy setting up one each of Marcus and Zed's machines, while those two watched his work. Helena was right there with him, waiting impatiently for him to finish his work on the New U station.
"Oh, shoot!" Scooter exclaimed, his arm snapping back as an electric shock emenated from the inner workings of Marcus's machine.
"You'd better not have damaged my machine, boy!" Marcus said.
"I didn't damage it, get off my case!" Scooter protested. "The damn ground wire wasn't secured, is all!"
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Marcus asked. "Tick tock!"
"That looks like it burned your hand." Zed said coyly. "Maybe you should stop working on that thing and set my machine up first."
"You're right. Looks pretty serious. Maybe he should get a Jacobs from my machine and end it all." Marcus replied.
"Both of you, stop badgering him." Helena said.
"Thank you, Helena, geez." Scooter said, wiping the sweat from his brow as he worked.
"He needs to get moving on the station anyway, I've got people wanting to come here and their credentials are already in the system." Helena added.
"Oh, the damn thing is done, it just needs the fuse put in!" Scooter said with a dismissive hand wave.
"So where is the fuse?" Helena asked.
"Over there!" Scooter said, pointing his screwdriver at Lilith's crate.
Helena looked at the crate, then at Lilith.
"...I don't know how to." Lilith said, not wanting to miss any more of the show.
"She set it up at Fyrestone." Scooter said, head in Marcus's machine as he worked.
Lilith smirked and sighed, getting up off the crate before Helena scolded her. Helena had lost two Havens already, and was now getting pretty iron fist about everything to ensure it didn't happen a third time.
Lilith wasn't sure about where to go from here. She had more or less found out how she got her powers, though her memories of her previous life were apparently lost forever. What else was there to do? Get some desk job back on Earth? What kind of life was that? Help spread the Eridian way of life like Relaine asked? She didn't even know where to start. There was no waypoint out of this one. Lilith had never felt so lost.
"Just take it one day at a time." Relaine said, in her head.
Lilith rummaged through the crate of tools and parts, eventually finding the fuse. It looked pretty beat up, but if Scooter kept it, it must have worked. She grabbed some pliers and electrical tape, and took it to the station. And after a few minutes of wedging, splicing, and taping, it was apparently all done. A few large showers of sparks, and a second later, the holographic display came up.
"All done!" Lilith called, inputting her credentials just to test it.
Helena walked over to inspect the job as Lilith cycled through all her destinations, taking a little trip down memory lane. But when she got to the end, she noticed two new ones. 'The Underdome', and 'T-Bone Junction'.
"...hey, these are new." Lilith said, pointing at them.
"Hm?" Helena asked, glancing at them. "Oh, yeah, I got you access to the Junction. Figured you're trustworthy enough now." She said.
"Uh, thanks." Lilith said. "But what's the Underdome?"
"...you've never heard of it?" Pierce asked.
Lilith just shook her head and shrugged.
"It's a colosseum run by this nutjob of a woman who everyone calls Mad Moxxi." Helena explained. "She kidnapped some criminals, created her own little closed circuit New U system, and now lets people go in and kill criminals over and over for fun and for spectators."
"...really?" Lilith asked, cocking a brow.
"...don't tell me you're interested in that." Helena said, giving her an odd look.
"What aspect of what I do for a living makes you think I wouldn't be?" Lilith asked.
"The fact that you don't get paid?" Helena answered simply.
Well, that certainly was an answer. Mercenaries get paid.
"Not true, my dear." Marcus chimed in, walking over. "She pays you in guns if you survive a round. She gets me quite a bit of indirect business that way."
Lilith had seen and heard stories of the criminals of Pandora doing some horrible things to people here, so a chance to put them through a few rounds of perpetual hell? Maybe hang them by their necks and set them on fire like she had seen them do? Sounded like a plan.
"Mind if I check it out for a while?" Lilith asked.
"Go, go." Marcus said with his usual booming voice and flamboyant smile. "Tell her Marcus sends his regards."
"Ahem." Helena said. "You don't run the show here, Marcus. We need her here. Lance could show up at any moment."
"What's an hour? My machine is set up." Marcus said. "Give my dear Lilith a chance to play. Survive a round and I get paid, you know."
Helena groaned.
"This following the almighty Credit is probably why she left you." She admonished.
"...wait." Lilith said, holding a hand up. "You, and this Moxxi woman?"
"For five months, yes." Marcus said, crossing his arms.
Lilith couldn't help but picture Marcus on top of some poor woman, the movement of his hips barely noticeable under the ocean of gyrating flab, his second and third cheeks waving back and forth like a second and third pair of testicles growing from his neck.
"Nauseating." Relaine said. "Don't do that."
"...and on that lovely note, I'll be back in an hour." Lilith said, a hand over the Underdome text. "Just get Patricia out here to guard you, I'll be back soon."
"Drag her away from her toys? Ugh, great." Helena said. "Hurry up."
Lilith placed a hand on her holstered Pyre, and pressed the text. In a flash of white light, she was gone.