A Wanderer in Nevada

by General Yankee Doodle

Are you one of those people who think that the Lone Wonder and the Courier are the same person? Are you someone who wishes New Vegas's dialogue options were more open and let you be a smart ass like Mikeburnfire? To be honest Zack's the Smart ass but that's not the point. Are there things you always wanted to say to NPCs even when you're mellow? Then this is for you!

10. Chapter 10

I wake up with Veronica curled up against me. Dogmeat was awake and Charon was patrolling. I get up to make us breakfast. It doesn't take long for her to wake up to. "Morning." I say to her. "I am making us some breakfast don't ask what it is." "Ok." She replies. After eating we continue traveling to the outpost. Once there we head to the bar and find Cass still drinking herself to a early grave.

"You come around like a bad habit and who's the friend?" Cass asks. "Her name is Veronica and she's a close friend of mine. Also I am here because the Crimson caravan is paying me to get you to sign this." I say to her. "Let me see it then." She takes the contract and looks at it. "Mclaffrey huh? I see the zeros. I don't care how much I am not selling it." "Do you really want to be stuck here drinking your self to death like a hobo?" "I mean you do have a point but I be basically selling my name would you do that? D.." "I don't remember my last name so I would just give someone a made up last name."

Cass looks at me for a second then laughs. "If only I could do that." "What you could do is sign it just to get out of here and then tear it up." "I cannot believe you're suggesting that." "I find it sketchy that they want to buy something that's non existent." "I was thinking about hiring you to come with me to pay my respects to my caravan." "So you're going to sign it?" "Yeah give it here." After signing it she gets up, finishes her drink and heads out the door. We fallow her.

"So quite the group you got here, you a courier, a dog, a 6 foot tall Ghoul body guard, and what ever Veronica is." Cass comments. Veronica would be angry if Cass was supposed to know Veronica was a Scribe. "Yep welcome to the party. The more guns the higher chance of survival and the less likely we will be attacked." "But your girl uses a power fist." "Veronica likes to hit things." "Ah."

"So Cass how far away is this caravan of yours?" Veronica asks. "It's right here on the map." She takes a look and sees its all the way near Vegas. "Thats going to take us some time." "Yeah, you got any whisky?" "It's not something we normally carry."

The trek becomes slower as they have to look for bottles of whiskey for Cass on the way. "Cass if this is going to be a regular thing then maybe you're going to need to either cut back or at least ration your whiskey." I tell her. She only responds with a annoyed face.