Blaise
By Commander KK
Blaise gazed out at the dry vista stretching on ahead of him. Here in the Mojave wasteland, the only colors you ever really saw were brown, more brown, and sometimes a slight hint of green. It was so very dull.
"Hey Boone." Blaise said to his friend, Boone.
"What?" Said Boone.
"Patrolling the Mojave almost makes you wish for a nuclear winter!" Blaise said with a laugh.
"Don't even start, dude." Boone said without a laugh.
Boone was such a downer since his wife died. So serious all the time. Sometimes it irked Blaise in the slightest, but he'd gotten used to it. Boone was a crack shot and a true NCR patriot, as was Blaise. Both of them were followers of the NCR. The Legion had taken away Boone's wife, and had killed Blaise's girlfriend two years ago.
They were at their house in Novac, finishing up dinner, when there was a knock at the door. When Blaise's girlfriend, Ana, went to the door, a Legion soldier stabbed her. Blaise shot the soldier but was unable to save Ana.
Such unhappy memories.
Two NCR soldiers with troubled pasts, walking the Mojave, traveling to New Vegas. Blaise had a special item that he needed to deliver to one "Mr. House", who resided in Vegas. But that wasn't all he was there for.
When his time serving as a soldier of the NCR was done and after Ana died, Blaise took up courier work. Maybe it was for the caps. Maybe it was because he was good at it. Maybe he was just trying to escape the past. Either way, he soon found himself delivering packages in the Mojave. And then Benny got him.
One fateful night, a man in a checkered suit struck down Blaise and made off with the package. Damn near took Blaise's life. Waking up in Goodsprings after some long time with no package, barely any caps, his gun and his clothes was not part of the plan. Benny would pay for this. Whatever the package was, must've been important.
"Blaise, I can see New Vegas." Said Boone.
"Good. Let's keep heading for it." Said Blaise.
When they arrived….
"2000 caps? That's outrageous! You don't seriously expect us to pay that!" Blaise exclaimed.
"Sorry sir, it's the law." Said a securitron.
"Yeah" said another.
"How do you suppose we'll get around this, Blaise?" Asked Boone.
"No idea, Boone. Let's go sell some stuff, maybe."
So that happened…
"THERE! 2000 CAPS! NOW LEMME IN!" Blaise demanded.
"Er, right away sir." Said a securitron.
And into New Vegas they went.
"So, where to now?" Boone said.
"Tops casino. It's time to do what we do best…kick some ass."