How horrid of me, I didn't realize we were in the midst of Hanukkah! Happy Hanukkah, enjoy five more days of presents from me! :D
"All right, wait here a minute. I'm going to talk to this King guy," The Courier grinned at Arcade when he made a face. "I'll only be a minute."
"Not nice leaving a good looking guy like me unescorted."
"Ha. Sit tight, I'll be right back." The girl walked into the building, leaving Arcade alone in the middle of Freeside. He looked around, seeing a few junkies shuffling around the dark street. The doctor thought about going inside the building, the area wasn't particularly friendly looking. He didn't move for the door, however, as he didn't want to screw up The Courier's mojo…or whatever.
From what Arcade knew, the Kings were generally decent, but the growing violence against the NCR refugees was starting to become troubling. Arcade was sure the whole town knew The Courier's unofficial but firm allegiance to the NCR. If they didn't know it by reputation, the girl's habit of hanging around with Boone probably made it abundantly clear to everyone. The doctor grew concerned that The Courier may have walked into trouble, given the King's disdain for the NCR, which may include unofficial supporters.
He thought about walking in again, but held off, hating the idea of blowing whatever plan she had cooked up. The Courier had a knack for getting into trouble for sure, but also usually found a way out of it just as easily.
His thoughts were interrupted by one of the low-level Kings walking out of the front door of the building. He gave Arcade a look as he leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette. After a moment and a few puffs, he spoke up. "That your girl who just wandered in?"
Arcade stiffened at the question. "She's not 'my girl' but why do you ask?"
The man, who looked like he was in his mid-twenties, just like The Courier, shrugged. "Dunno. Wouldn't let a girl like that wandering around alone," Arcade frowned.
"What does that mean?"
"Well, she's making quite an impression on the King, that's for sure."
Arcade blanched, still not sure what that meant, but didn't like the sound of it. He was about to go for the door when it opened. The Courier walked out with a grin on her face.
"We're gonna go get a bodyguard."
The Courier ignored Arcade's puzzled look as she started down the street.
