Siren continued to laugh as the doors closed behind her.
"I guess that means I no longer look like a naive little vault dweller, Dogmeat. I'm glad I finally changed out of the vault suit. I've had less problems with raiders since then. Albeit, I rather deal with raiders than super mutants."
She circled around the giant mammoth to the front doors of Underworld. The door had a giant foreboding skull above it that stared back at Siren.
She chucked to herself.
I can't see Gob living in a place like this.
With a small smile, she pushed through the heavy doors to complete her quest.
The sound of the doors closing echoed throughout Underworld. Everyone in the front hall turned their heads to face the new visitor.
Great, so much for keeping a low profile.
A ghoul in a blue mechanic's jumpsuit walked up to great her.
"Its been awhile since a smoothskin has come to visit Underworld. My name is Winthrop."
I know Willow told me about Winthrop. but all I want to do right now is take a shower and go to bed.
"Hi." She put out her hand once more and got the same reaction from Willow. "Siren. I'm here to deliver a letter to Carol, could you point me in the right direction?" She said trying to keep up her smile.
"Sure smoothskin, Hey you look like you get around could I ask you a favor?"
Internal screaming.
"My job is to keep everything working around here and I'm running out of supplies. You don't happen to have any scrap metal on you by any chance? For every five pieces I could get you either a stimpak, rad X, or rad away."
Oh that's not a bad deal, can't say no to that.
"Hold on." She dropped the case to the floor and began to dig around in her pack.
"Whats in the black case, if you don't mind me asking?" He glanced over to the case and then to her dog.
Siren began to pull out the scrap metal that has been accumulating at the bottom of her pack.
"Hold out your hands." She began to pile up the scrap metal in Winthrop's arm and stopped at fifteen.
"What would you like for them? St..."
She interrupted him, "All stimpaks please."
"Alright, follow me."
Siren picked up the case by the handle followed him to his work bench in another room. Winthrop set all of the scrap down trying his best to keep it from falling off. Once all the metal was settled onto the table, he reached under it and grabbed a metal box.
Siren listen closely to the clanging into the box as its contents shifted. She had terrible eyesight, but her hearing was another story. Maybe all those years sitting in front of her computer caused it. Back a Megaton people would bet whether or not she could guess everything in a box just by shaking it. Nine times out of ten she would get it right.
Stimpaks, quite a few of them. You'd be surprised on how maybe people tried to pull out a gun after getting what they wanted. Well its to be expected out here, but damn. Four times its happened to me so far. Is it because I'm a girl and they think I can't beat their ass? Or is it because I'm from a vault. Both?
He handed the three stimpaks to her, "Are you ever gonna tell me whats in the case?"
"If you show me where Carol is, I'll let you peek inside." Siren said teasingly as she drew a finger across the case.
"Heh, ok smoothskin follow me." Winthrop was getting nervous about that case. It was big enough to hold a large weapon or some sort. It could even hold a large bomb. Its better to keep an eye on her, Carol has done nothing wrong. He looked back at the smoothskin. She was wearing male merc troublemaker armor which made her look quite a bit bigger than she really was. Its been awhile since he has seen such long hair. Maybe the last time was before the war. Long hair was dangerous these days, in more ways that one. But since she is alive so she had to be somewhat good with a gun. Her eyes kept on bouncing around as she scoped out the marble room and her dog seemed to be doing the same.
Yep, I really can't see Gob living here.
Siren finally looked back at Winthrop and noticed he was keeping an eye on her. She just smiled back at him and in returned he just shook his head.
"Right through those doors smoothskin. Carol will be the friendly one...Can I now see what you have, its making me nervous."
She let out a sigh, "Yea, give me a sec." She laid out the case and opened it up.
"Holy shit, smoothskin. Do you even know how use those?"
The case held two beat up guitars. One was acoustic and the other electric.
She laughed, most people in the wasteland didn't know what they were."Yea, why else would I carry them around with me."
"Where did you find them?"
"They were in a Springvale school I found while scavenging. I found an old lady called Agatha to teach me in exchange for a finding her a new violin. She didn't know much about guitars, but I was able to learn a few things from her."
Though she made me learn how to play the violin first. Said she wanted someone to be able to pass down her knowledge to. So she made me her apprentice, but that old lady could be very mean when I missed a note. Took two weeks of non stop playing to even get to touch the guitars. By then my figures were bleeding and I didn't want to touch anything. But she told me to suck it up! AND AFTER ALL THAT, SHE SAID I WAS PROFICIENT. JUST PROFICIENT? You old hag! I play better than you, and I can sing! Well I guess mastering the violin in a couple of weeks and the guitar in a couple more is quite amazing. Well, I am a genius.
She snapped her mind back into the present and slammed the case shut. The sudden noise made Winthrop jump.
She stood back up, "Thanks," and continued through the door.
She pushed her bands to the side and took off her glasses, "Is Carol here?"
"What do you want with her smoothskin?" said a grumpy ghoulette from behind the counter.
The friendly one? So I guess this is the unfriendly one. Ah, so this must be Greta. Gob warned me about your wonderful personality.
"I have some business with her, could you go get her for me?"
"Not until you tell me what this business is about, princess." she crossed her arms.
Typical defensive body langu...wait PRINCESS?! HAHAHAHA!
The smoothskin smirked at her. The way she did it make her flinch. Almost like a wild cat smiling back at her.
"Greta, don't be mean to the guest. What I can do for you young lady?"
This must be Carol, she really is a sweetheart.
"I'm a friend of Gobs, I came to deliver a letter," she explained as she put back on her glasses and reached into her bag.
Before she could locate the letter, Carol had ran up to her and gave Siren a bear hug. Siren froze in her arms.
Carol flew back, "Oh I'm sorry its just I thought you wouldn't mind if you were friends with my Gob and..."
"OH, I'm sorry! No its not that at all. I'm just not used to hugs. I'm not really a touchy feelly type of person."
Siren took out the letter and took off her glove to extended her hand to Carol, "I'm more of a handshake kind of girl."
Carol happily took her hand both of hers, "Hows Gob doing? Is he ok out there?"
"Yea hes doing fine, he works at a bar in Megaton that I frequent a lot and became good friends!"
Well technically this wasn't a lie. Depends on your definition of "fine".
"Really! I was so worried about him. I feel so much better now."
"Here, its a letter for you, from Gob."
"You came all this way to deliver a letter?"
"Well, I had to go in this direction anyways. Might as well stop by and say hello."
Gob was the only nice person to me in Megaton. The guy didn't ask for a single thing. Even GAVE ME a discount just for being nice. The least I could do was deliver a letter for him. I might be a bitch but at least I am nice to my friends...sometimes.
"Could a get a room for tonight, I can't remember the last time I slept."
Carol looked up from the letter, "Oh you can have the room tonight for free!"
"You sure? I have caps."
"Yes, just for tonight though...I'm sorry in my excitement I forgot to ask for your name."
"Everyone calls me Siren and this here is Dogmeat." She smiled back at Carol.
"Dogmeat?" Greta scoff.
"He came with the name." She said as she rubbed the back of her head.
Carol went behind the counter and handed the key to the smoothskin.
"Ah by the way, could you tell me where the showers are? I'm covered in blood and dirt."
Carol gave her some simple directions and gave Siren her thanks again. She unlocked her rented room and placed down her things on the bed. Siren grabbed some clean clothes, towel, shampoo, conditioner, and some other toiletries to take with her.
I'm glad I raided that Market so early. Found a ton of beauty supplies and a ton or raiders. Well a girl gotta do what a girl gotta do. Aw shit I need my gun. No way some guy is going to sneak up on me again!
Siren took out her scoped .44 magnum and shoved it in her belt where any guy could see.
"Come on Dog, bath time."
Dogmeat jumped off the bed with a groan.
