"Have you ever wondered if you could ride a Brahmin to get where you need to go quicker?" Nora questioned, her oddly serious and solemn gaze trained upon one of the two-headed cows roaming at the outskirts of Sanctuary Hills.
Piper raised an eyebrow, turning her gaze to the radiated animals before them. Honestly, she had never thought about it before. She really didn't even think it was possible.
"Did Hancock slip a little something in your lunch?" Piper questioned, chuckling a bit with a weirded out look on her face. She couldn't help but wonder how many sane people would just randomly think to ride a cow? She had heard of horses, the Pre-War animal that people commonly rode for fun, but never a cow to ride.
"No, you know I'd never let him do that. Despite how convinced he is that I need a good rush," Nora glanced at her for a moment and then resumed her evaluation of the creatures.
"It's just I think you'd have to be high or really stupid to try to ride a Brahmin. I mean if you wanna try it, be my guest. I personally don't think it's one of your smartest ideas, but I'd love to see you try it out. But wait for me to get my camera. I want some pictures of you getting thrown off for my personal collection," Piper told her, digging through her pack intending to withdraw her camera to capture the vault-dweller in the midst of her most insane plan yet.
Piper sifted through the bag, looking through various pockets and compartments. She found her notebook, a few sweet rolls, some sticky unidentifiable objects, and a pencil, but there was no sign of her camera.
Shortly after her fruitless efforts at finding the camera, Piper then remembered that she had left it at home in Diamond City. She resisted the urge to groan loudly in frustration with her plight. After all, she rarely used the camera, so she had very little reason to carry the additional bulk around with her. But she definitely needed it now if Nora was going to do something so stupid as ride a Brahmin.
"Hey, Piper," Nora spoke, and Piper turned around. However, she was definitely not prepared to behold the sight just behind her.
Before her very eyes was Nora seated calmly on a Brahmin's back, her legs clutching at the creature's sides tightly so that she wouldn't fall off. Perhaps the most amazing part was that the cow was completely docile and never made a move to fight the blue-clad woman.
Nora clicked her tongue and Piper watched as the cow ambled forward willingly toward the reporter.
"And you were saying what about me falling?" Piper stood there, blubbering in amazement.
"No. Frickin'. Way. How did you do that?!" Piper questioned when she was finally able to speak, her eyes wide as she walked to the side of Nora's mount. Nora smirked down at her, her eyes half-lidded.
"Talent. You wanna get on?" Nora offered, extending a hand down to the girl on the ground. Piper took it gladly and placed her other hand on the cow's back. With the vault-dweller's assistance and her own efforts, Piper quickly hoisted herself on top of the animal. It shifted underneath the two and she automatically grasped Nora's biceps, worrying about it finally deciding to dump them both off.
After a moment, however, she let go and settled for placing both hands behind her to hold herself.
"Huh. I must admit that you certainly don't look like a bovine whisperer," Piper told her, grinning wildly with the pure thrill that was sitting on a powerful beast that had the capability to throw her off and trample her.
"Don't judge a book by her cover, Pipes. I thought you'd probably know that better than most," Nora cast her one of those almost motherly affectionate looks that Piper so loved to earn.
"Well, you don't."
"Hmm. What do you say we go and show everybody our majestic steed?" Nora questioned, lightly spurring the cow as she looked back at Piper.
"Let's do it!"