"Well, that was fun! Wasn't it, Dogmeat?" I giggled, panting slightly. Dogmeat growled in response. "Hmph. Well I certainly had fun." I muttered, bringing my Pip-Boy up to my face. "The Museum of History, huh? I think Gob said something about this place being a city of ghouls one time. It doesn't seem very populated here."
I walked around the two half circle tables and through a doorway, which revealed a big atrium and another doorway to "Underworld". "Oh yeah! This is the place. He said it was in Underworld in The Museum of History. Maybe they'll have ammo for Carla here." I said, walking along to the doors of Underworld.
As soon as I opened the doors, all heads turned to look at me. The place was definitely a city of ghouls. "Hey there, Smoothskin." Someone said to the left of me. I turned to see a ghoul dressed in a RobCo suit.
"Uh, hi." I said awkwardly. Dogmeat growled. "No. Bad dog." I scolded, flicking him on the nose. "Could you, uh, direct me to where I could get a room for the night?" I asked. I felt very out of place here and all the ghouls glaring at me didn't help.
"Yeah, up the stairs on the right, first door, Carol's place." He said, pointing.
"Thank you." I said, turning the stairs.
"Hey, don't cause any trouble, Smoothskin." The ghoul in the RobCo uniform called after me.
"Yes, sir." I called back, walking up the stairs. "Are you Carol?" I asked the ghoul behind the counter at Carol's place.
"Yes, that's me." She said, looking up from her book. When she saw me her eyes widened significantly. "Oh, it's been so long since I've seen a pretty young Smoothskin such as you!" She said, making me blush.
"Thank you." I muttered, smiling at her. "Could I get a room, please?"
"Oh, of course dear! How many nights will you be staying?" She asked.
"Uhm, two I think." I said, taking off my pack to reach in for one of my drawstring bags of caps.
"That'll be 175 caps then." She said. I pushed the bag across the counter to her.
"That's exactly 175, now, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to go to sleep, please." I said politely.
"Let me show you where you'll be sleeping." She offered, walking around the counter. I followed her into another room where she showed me the small room made of bathroom stall doors.
"Thank you, Carol." I said, walking into the room and locking the door. I took off my pack, boots, and weapons and set them on the floor next to my bed. I laid on the mattress and Dogmeat hopped on a second later, curling up at my feet. "Good boy." I whispered before I fell asleep
"Let me back in Azrukhal! I can pay you back tomorrow!" Someone yelled, waking me up.
I groaned and rolled over, checking the time on my Pip-Boy, it read 8:22 AM. "Wow, almost ten hours of sleep. Not bad." I muttered, sitting up and reaching across the bed to scratch behind Dogmeat's ears. "What do ya say we go get ourselves a drink, huh?" I asked and Dogmeat yipped in reply.
I swung my legs over the side of the bed and pulled my boots on, Dogmeat started to chew on one of the laces but I flicked him on the nose and he stopped. I holstered my Assault rifle on my back, put my SMG in my left thigh holster, and my Silenced 10 mm pistol in my right thigh holster; I normally wouldn't take them with me, but it didn't seem like many people liked me here, and I didn't trust anyone not to take them or mess with them.
"Ready?" I said, grabbing my pack that was filled with bags of caps, ammo, and medical supplies for Dogmeat. I unlocked the door and walked out, making my way to Carol. "Carol, do you know where can I get a drink around here?" I asked.
"Right across the hall is the Ninth Circle. I'd be careful though, Azrukhal's a slimy one." She warned.
"Okay. Thank you." I said, walking out of Carol's place and across the hall.
"Well, hello there beautiful." A ghoul sitting at one of the tables said as soon as I walked in.
"Piss off." I growled, walking right up to the bar. "One -", Dogmeat growled at me, "Two whiskeys." I said to who I could only presume to be Azrukhal, pulling out a handful of caps from one of the side pockets of my pack. I slid the caps across the counter as he slid two bottles of whiskey across.
I took a sip of the whiskey and was surprised it wasn't the watered down shit you would get at any other bar in the wasteland. "Do you have a bowl I could use?" I asked.
Azrukhal just gave me funny look before bending down and getting something from one of the counter's cabinets as I continued to drink. When he reappeared he handed me a heavily chipped bowl. I poured a quarter of the second bottle of whiskey into the bowl and leaned down to put it on the floor. As soon as it touched the ground, Dogmeat began lapping it up.
"I must say, I am impressed by the quality of your alcohol." I said, deciding not to sit down. My legs needed to stand after sleeping.
"I serve only the best at my establishment." He said. "I am Azrukhal, by the way."
"I know. Carol told me. You can call me Stella." I introduced. I looked down at the counter and saw my reflection; I looked like hell. My normally white-blonde hair was streaked with red and brown, my face was covered in dirt and grime, I had a long, jagged scar running from above my eye to a little more than halfway down my cheek from a very unlucky run in with a Deathclaw, and my normally bright green eyes had dulled significantly.
After talking to Azrukhal for a little bit, the ghoul from earlier came over and put his hands on my waist. "Don't touch me." I growled, enunciating every word. Dogmeat growled, but didn't do anything otherwise. He wouldn't hurt anyone unless I told him to.
"What's wrong, girlie? Ain't you ever had a ghoul before?" He asked.
"Fuck you. Let. Me. Go." I said threateningly. I didn't do anything because I didn't know if the people here would kick me out for hurting one of their community and I needed a place to stay tonight.
"I believe the lady said not to touch her." A deep, scratchy voice said from behind me.
"This doesn't concern you." The ghoul said, clutching my hips harder.
"Let me go, asswipe!" I hissed.
"Get rid of him, Charon." Azrukhal ordered. As soon as he said those words, the ghoul's hands left my waist and he booked it outta the bar faster than a sinner in church.
"Thank you." I said, turning around in to see the person that made the asshole leave. I came face-to-chest with the biggest ghoul I had ever seen. My eyes trailed up to his and he nodded to me, walking to a corner of the bar. I turned back to Azrukhal. "Who's he?" I asked.
"That would be Charon, my loyal employee." He said.
"Cut the bullshit I know you own him." I growled.
"My dear, own is such a terrible word…I prefer the term employ. May I enquire as to how you knew though?" He asked.
"No. You may not." I said, angrily. "How much do you want for his contract?"
"Much more than you've got, I can assure you of that." He said.
"I doubt it." I countered.
Azrukhal narrowed his eyes at me. "4,000 caps." He said.
"Done!" I yelled before he could change his mind.
"Really?" His eyes widened.
"Yes. Now hand it over." I demanded.
"Show me the caps first."
I rolled my eyes as I picked up my pack from the ground. I pulled out two lunchboxes and put them on the counter. "Each one has 2,000 caps. The contract. Now." I demanded again. Azrukhal walked over to his wall safe and spun in the combination.
"Here." He said, handing over the contract.
"Fantastic." I grinned. I picked up my pack and walked to the corner Charon was at. Charon spoke before I could say anything.
"I heard everything. Excuse me for a moment." He walked over to Azrukhal and the talked for a moment before Charon pulled out his shotgun and shot Azrukhal in the face. An eyeball landed by my feet.
"Fabulous." I muttered. I walked back over to the counter and grabbed my two lunchboxes; stuffing them into my pack again before turning to Charon. "We're about to head out, is there anything you need? Ammo, guns, medical supplies? I only have enough medical supplies for Dogmeat, so if you need some, let me know." I said.
He didn't say anything, so I guessed that meant he didn't need anything. "Not much of a talker, alright, that's okay." I said, walking out of the bar. "To the Museum of Technology we go!"
So, I hope you liked it! I know my summary sucked, but oh well, I may change it! Let me know what you think please!