The man known as the Lone Wanderer was rumored to have an epic life, adventure, women, and luxury.
That couldn't be farther from the truth. Well, yes on adventure, but basically nothing on the others. (And asking women out was awkward, unless you count Sarah, who actually asked him out) Luke was actually in the Citadel, swearing under his breath as he leaned over a set of dismantled power armor. It had been pried from the body of an Enclave Hellfire officer, and of course the Brotherhood had no idea what advanced systems were in it, so they asked him to do it.
Probably a scribe would be more qualified to poke through it, but it doesn't matter. It's kinda cool to mess with Enclave tech. He had already pried out the secrets of the armor, and was modifying it. He reached down to grab a wrench, but couldn't find it, and ended up getting his hand stuck in a piece of the blasted armor.
Looking up, he saw Sarah Lyons sitting on the table he was working on, twirling the exact wrench he was looking for. Luke sighed. "Sentinel Lyons. What brings you to my workshop?" Normally he wasn't so formal with her, she was a good friend of his, but his patience had been strained by this armor.
Sarah's eyes glimmered with something similar to mischief. "What's with the formalities Luke?" It was rhetorical, she knew him well enough to know. Luke shut his eyes. "Is this about that... Date you wanted to go on? I've already told you, my idea of a date isn't blasting a bunch of Mutie heads o-"
She cut him off with a simple wave of her hand. "Well, partially. My father wanted me to check up on how the project's going. Then the date." Luke chuckled, partially at her bluntness, and partially at the admittance of the date.
Now he couldn't say he never thought of her romantically, (in fact, when he first ran into her while heading to Three Dog's studio ages ago he developed a major crush), but now he thought of her as an ally and a friend. So when she asked him out the first time, he was flattered. Then he found out she enjoyed killing Muties.
There's nothing wrong with killing Muties, but on a date? No thanks. "The armor is being stubborn, though I'm making slow improvements." He paused, before continuing. "And could I have that wrench? My hand's stuck." Sarah laughed, passing him the wrench. He mumbled thanks as he managed to yank his hand out.
"Do you need any help with that? I mean, I'm pretty good with mechanics." Sarah offered. Luke fell silent for a moment, thinking it over. "Sure. Though do you even know what I'm building?" The Sentinel shook her head. Luke grinned. "I'm trying to convert the ionic and fusion energy to kinetic energy, which should let you fly without a Vertibird or a jet pack."
Sarah smiled as well, planting a small kiss on his cheek. "Brilliant." Luke merely shrugged, attempting to be humble. "I've always wanted to fly, and this is just one small step." She shook her head, chuckling. "Stop playing humble, you can't pretend squat."
Luke laughed. "Might as well try. Anyways... Could you grab that Tesla coil?" He asked, returning to his task. Sarah did as he asked, gingerly holding the sparking component. "What ever happened to Amata and your Vault?" She brought up. "Well... That was out of the blue."
He didn't want to talk about it honestly. He had gotten banished from the Vault, because of some bull about 'trying to stabilize things'. He remained silent, tinkering with the armor, before muttering something along the lines of 'I don't need to go back.'
She frowned, realizing she treaded on a touchy subject. Changing said subject, "Hey, who's going to test it once it's done?" Luke shook his head. "Me. If something goes wrong, I don't want anyone else to get hurt." He looked at her pointedly. "You can use it once it's one hundred percent done."
She pouted, something she could apparently do on demand. "You are always so damned noble." Luke raised an eyebrow. "Do you expect anything different?" She chuckled. "No. Carry on, Paladin." Luke snorted, grin spreading in his face. "What?"
"Now you're the one being formal."
Author's Notes
Hey guys! So, this is the newest chapter (duh), and as you can tell, these two are, under my stories, officially canon. So keep that in mind.
I'm thinking of either doing a Mothership Zeta chapter, or perhaps eliminating all the slavers in Paridise Falls.
Or maybe he'll head to the Commonwealth. You never know.
If you guys have any preferences, just drop a comment in the reviews, and I'll read them!
Please note that this chapter is slightly shorter in length than all my others may but bear with me here. This is a bunch of short stories, they'll vary in length though I'll try to to keep them around the 1000- 1500 range.
