Ammo remaining: 70 shotgun shells, 24 10mm rounds
Nearest Settlement: Rivet City,20 miles.
Food Remaining: 2 days
Pip-boy 3000 date: 9/20/2277
Karma: Very Evil
Athena squinted up at the sky, The Skeletons of the DC ruins surrounding her. She was alone. Soon she was going to have to get the G.E.C.K .
"...Brotherhood of steel thinking i'm their Errand boy..." she muttered with caustic resentment.
"Know what?" she said out loud,to no one in particular. "I'm not gonna pay attention to them! I'm not gonna run errands for them. Who the hell cares if the enclave takes over? I don't care if everyone in this wasteland dies. The rest of the country has space. Just go there, damn it!" She said, a little more loudly than she intended to. Her noise summoned a guest.
From the alleyway of an old grocery store, a brown, snarling dog emerged. Its teeth were sharp, razor wire-like. Patches of pink, exposed, burnt flesh were dappled amongst its matted fur. Its eyes were a cloudy clear color. Horribly emancipated, ribs stuck out from its underbelly. Foam drooled down the poor creature's mouth.
Athena took out her small handgun, a 10mm pistol, barely working. Had been a gift from Amata...
Forget Amata.
Athena clicked safety off. She grimaced at the poor dog. Yeah, so she was a tough kid, but she never liked to put down dogs. Reminded her of dogmeat...
The dog barked at her and ran towards her. "Shit," muttered Athena as the dog came within a stone's throw of her ankle. She knew if he bit her she'd have rabies. Rabies is not good...
The devil of vault 101 aimed shakily and fired a shot. It hit the poor dog in one of his paws. He whined and slowed down, but still kept biting at her.
She regained herself finally and shot him in the jaw.
The dog gave one last whine and fell down, blood drawing from its jaw.
She took out her jackknife and squatted down next to the dead body. She sighed to herself. "I gotta eat,though..." she muttered as she carved out the stomach and took out a filet of meat.
This was nauseating, it really was. But 1 month in the wasteland taught her pretty much everything is nauseating. She remembered the first time she ate dogmeat, It was in Megaton. She threw up later after that first meal.
She inspected the filet. Nothing wrong with it...
Fine.
She looked for something to wrap it in. She found an old newspaper.
Whatever. I'll use the food purifier on it when i get home.
If i get back home?