Broken
With the turning of the handle followed by the click the old wooden door slipped open there stood young Veronica.
She stood their looking upon here new room witch was the gift from the strange Mr House of the Lucky 38 to the even stranger man she had met at the 188 trading post.
Shutting the door behind here she decided to get to know the other people he strange friend had acquired on his travels her eyes soon fell upon a nab sitting at a table with a scoped hunting rifle by his side.
'Hello there' she greeted with a smile on her face 'hey' was all she got from him naturally she wanted to get more than a simple hey out of him.
'How did you meet up with mister one eye over there?' she asked with curiosity like that of a child, the man before her looked up to stare at the man he met only a few weeks ago.
'I met him when he first walked into my old home Novac at first I thought nothing of it but when I was on watch again he came up. I asked him what he wanted he asked about a... problem I had and asked if I needed help'.
'I said yes and he simply helped what shocked me was when he asked me to come along, there was nothing left for me there so I agreed. His gaze turned back to Veronica.
Veronica took a minute to take in what she had learned however another question popped up in her mind 'what is he like when he's angry?' this question caught the man off guard witch was a rare thing for him.
He narrowed his eye brows in thought finally finding the rite words 'he's the devil himself' 'how is he?' questioned Veronica now this had caught here attention just like tasting a sweet after the first bite she wanted more.
'There are only two things I've seen that sets him off the first is children getting abused we were making our way to the strip and made a stop at a small town when we got there the first thing we saw was a merchant beating a small boy who had spooked her Brahmin'.
'There was nothing we could really do about with causing blood shed by evening I noted that he walked off, only about half an hour later with the rest of the towns folk we found the merchant hanged at the top of a ruined building'.
Veronica was finding this had to swallow 'no way someone must have known he wasn't there when she was found' 'as a matter of fact he turned up as soon a she was found'
'And the second thing?' 'We were about half way to the strip when came across a group of NCR workers, they told us that deathclaws had made up a nest in the quarry ahead'.
He paused before continuing 'We decided to stay the night and go around the quarry but during the middle of the night there was yelling, I asked one of the workers what was going on and found out that he went into the quarry'.
'I grabbed my rifle and went after him as I got to the quarry what I saw was shocking piles of dead deathclaws littered the ground, I followed the bodies then the sound of gun fire,
The man's face slightly darkened 'When I found him he was emptying all of his bullets into the corpse of what seemed to be the matriarch he wouldn't stop pulling the trigger even when he was out of bullets then just fell on his knees and cried'.
Veronica was speechless she couldn't find the words to speak with but she soon found them 'why did he cry?' 'Don't know probably never will' Veronica decided to investigate further however just before she left she asked 'what's your name?' 'Just call me Boone'.