Moxxi's Red Light, Sanctuary
XX013, September 13th
It was another day at the Red Light for Gaige. Her fellows would always say she was 'too young' for such strong drink, but hell, Gaige barely drank the stuff. What she really came for, was Hammerlock. Aw, what wonderful shine his glasses held, for they certainly held her in wonder. Of course, she was far too scared of rejection from such a fine gentleman as Hammerlock to actually do more than casually sneak glances at his illustrious form and gleaming metallic hand. The voice of a far-too familiar and sultry tune woke her up from her trance.
"You gonna pay, sugar, or just sit there all pretty-like?" It was "Mad" Moxxi, asking for the usual 20 credits that most patrons were accustomed to, even if it was a tad expensive for such terrible liquor.
"Yeah, yeah, here ya go." Gaige shambled the cash over to the owner, and continued to attempt the act of swallowing the awful firewater. Heck, even the stuff from that Zaford refinery had a better flavor than this! Ew! How can… Oh wait, that's why. Gaige quickly recalled that most of the Crimson Raiders had probably lost their tongues to bullets, bandits, or worse in their time against Handsome Jack, and really couldn't realize there was far better. Man, she hated this place sometimes. While Salvador and Zero were cool, nobody was honestly capable to know the difference between a flex-carbide capacitor and a screwdriver (Except that Tannis woman, but she scared Gaige half to death)! After downing the flavor-barren drink, Gaige flipped through her ECHO device to look for a quest to get her mind of that dreamy Hammerlock.
Bored, bored, boredboredbored. So very bored. All the quests were grey, indicating they were completed. What a terrible day, and no one to complain to because the rest of the group was off killing bandits back at the Bloodshot Dam! Ugh! Nothing to do! Well, except one thing. Gaige smirked at what her mind had come up with, and quickly ran to the Fast-Travel hub.
