When I woe up, I tried to remember the dream I had. It was the battle for hover dam. For some reason, I had the role of some random legionnaire who was kicking ass. Which fits my style, but all of a sudden, I heard strange shots. I turned around and saw a laser gun." see you in hell legionnaire." aid someone who strangely looked familiar as she shot the brains out of my legionnaire body. I tried to remember the women who killed me in the dream. It wasn't easy. I tried to remember her features to ask the owner if she rang a bell. Her eyes were green, her hair black, and she was white. She was wearing the regular NCR trooper armor. I got nothing out of that from the owner."sorry youngster, but I never heard of some one like that." typical. "well, while I have you here, do you need any work done since im gonna be here for a while?" And lucky me, he did."well, the deputy was kidnapped recently in the Bison Steve hotel. Do you mind rescuing him? I guess I can pay you 100 caps for it." "make it 500 caps and im in." I could see the annoyed look in his face from the sheer amount of caps that was."fine... you got yourself a deal." another sucker talked into a huge caps job. "alright. I'm off." I said as a ran off to the Bison Steve hotel, only to be shot in the stomach by a convict. I ran into a area where a convict couldn't find me, turned my radio off, and pulled out some bandages and a stimpack. While I was there the owners wife taught me how to medicate wounds. Strange how she didn't charge me caps for it.
After my wound stopped feeling like I was burned by a flamer, a started crouching to avoid being sighted and started taking the convicts out. Soon, all the convicts were dead and the only one left was the leader. I started looking for him then suddenly burst into flames. Turns out he had a incinerater and wanted my to die a slow but painful death. This was the perfect to scare the shit out of him. I quickly went behind a wall and patted my fire out. I pulled out my knife and waited for him to come to me. Unfortunately for him, he took the bait and payed the ultimate price. I stabbed him enough to cut off a slice of hard beef. After I looted his incinerater and ammo, I went to the storage closet and picked the lock. 15 broken lockpicks later, I found the deputy. I brought him out and went to the casino next door. After getting my caps I went over and bought a round for a job well done. The next day I was laying on a bed, trying to remove my hang over. I drink some fizz water, and had some fixers brought up to me. All that time I was asleep. However, one good thing came out of that. I had another dream during that time that was equally as strange as the last one.
In this dream, I was on the NCR team in the battle. This one was more helpful. I was wounder, limping on to shoot more baddies as I saw the me legionnaire getting his brains blown out by the woman I saw."Nice shot !" my character yelled out to her. "thanks Boone!" she yelled back to my character. As she started running with a ripper at the legionnaires. That's when I woke up. It was already the next day. My hang over gone, I thought It was time I asked the owner of the casino about this boon guy.