Jumping over a huge pile of trash, a girl with black hair was playing around in the alleyways leading up to Goodneighbor. With every jump that she did, the leather armor she was wearing shifted on her body, causing her to stop and fix it back into place. She wasn't used to something like this, even after 5 months of traveling around in this getup, leather was the only thing she'd happily wear. Just as she was about to jump over a rather large puddle of questionable, black water, a man with dark brown hair was huffing as he leaned against a wall, a black hat in his hands. "Cilia!" yelled the man as he tried his best to catch his breath, the young girl, apparently named Cilia turned around and waved at him, a goofy grin on her face. "What did i say about running head first into a battle?!" he walked over to her, a stern but concerned look on his face aimed at the young Cila. He was now in front of her, tapping his foot with his hands on his waist.
Sighing softy, Cila messed around with the pip boy on her wrist as she tried to fix her sleeve that was starting to ride up her arm. "'Don't run head first into a battle. Analyze and.. No! Don't try and stab the super mutant! Cecilia! God damn it!" she repeated the phrase that her companion always told her before a battle, although it changed from super mutants to a feral ghoul. The time before this, it just happened to be a deathclaw and a 10 mm pistol, she thought it'll be fun to blow off it's head with one. Only need to say, she has a new deathclaw hand in her backpack, along with an awesome gun that blows things up. Closing her eyes, she remembered the day she got that gun.
Walking through the dead grass, Cecilia was messing around with her handgun that she kept in a holster wrapped around her left thigh. She wasn't really watching where she was going, and was about to fall down the side of a hill, when her father pulled her back. "Cecilia! Don't play with your gun, watch where you're going!" Her companion, Nate, was always looking after her, if he didn't she'd fall into a lake or fall off a cliff if he wasn't careful. Rolling her eyes, she was about to put her gun back when she heard the familiar pounding of heavy feet beneath them. Their reactions were a bit different... Nate crouched instinctively, to avoid detection of the deadly lizard, while Cecilia quickly reloaded her gun and peered over the rather large rock.
Grinning like a little kid, the black haired girl pulled out a Frag from her backpack, she always has one on her in case of times like this. Pulling the pin out before Nate even has a chance to say otherwise, she tossed it over the rock. Putting the pin in her mouth, she jumped on to the rock with ease, placing a foot forward, Nate knew what was about to happen, she was going to jump. "No!" he yelled, lunging to grab at her, but it was too late. She jumped from the rock,and just as the lizard noticed her, the grenade went off, her little modified gun going off. Smoke and dust filled the little cave where the deathclaw was at, the dust engulfing the young girl as she fell feet first into the aftermath.
Roaring and gunshots could only be heard, he can't see anything other than that brown dust that was till covering the air around the two down there. Shit shit shit, that was the only thing going through his mind as he ran down the hill to get where the girl jumped in. Suddenly, it all became quiet, and a feeling of dread filled his chest. "Cecilia!" he cried out in nervousness and unease as he pulled out his Hunting Rifle. Running into the little cave, the smoke finally cleared out, he was ready to put a load of lead into a deathclaw when he saw Cecilia sitting on the corpse of a very dead deathclaw, messing around with the severed head.
"What do you think? Roar! I'ma eat you Dad!" she crackled up happily, the head in front of her own. Holding it out in front of her, she tried opening it's mouth to see how many teeth they have. Her dad, Nate, fell to his rear, his heart pounding in his chest. This wasn't the only time she did something reckless and stupid, he's only been awake for 5 months, and in the five months he's been out of cryo, over 20 times she'd done something like this. "Oh, for some weird reason, this deathclaw had a gun on him! And no, i'm keeping it!" she smiled happily, a brand new combat rifle sitting across her lap.
"And i'll keep saying it Cecilia, don't go running into battle. That's supposed to be my job." he said softly, running his calloused left hand through his messy hair, trying to get it under control to put the hat back on his head. Closing his eyes, he grabbed Cecilia's collar of her dirty army fatigues right before she slipped into the water. "Don't do that, I rather not face Piper's wrath..." he said with a shiver of fright, but with a slight smile on his face.
Squirming out of his grasp, she managed to get out of arms reach of the brown haired male, jokingly gagging as she stuck her finger in her mouth. "Gross dad! I do NOT want to know about your sex life with Piper!" she was starting to laugh at her dad's expression. It was a mixture of horror, embarrassment, and surprise. "Don't give me that look, EVERYONE could hear you. Hell, even poor Dogmeat has to cover his ears!" she shook her head and screamed in fit of laughter as her father lunged towards her, trying to grab her.
"Come here you little sneak thief!" he laughed as he was chasing her around the large pile of junk that they were running around. Cila got the bright idea of taking of a stealth boy and wiggle her eyebrows at her dad. "No, don't you dare. Cecelia." he told her with a stern tone in his voice, trying his best not to laugh, but he failed horribly when she turned it on and she vanished from his sight. "Oh, you want to play that game? Fine." he took a step back and watched his surroundings carefully, lifting one hand out and clenched his fist quickly.
"Dad! Lemme go!" screamed the empty air in front of him, a fit of giggles was filling around him until the stealth boy ran out of steam, leaving a very red faced girl in his grips. "Okay, okay. You win. Can we go to Goodneighbor now? Hancock is waiting for you, Silver Shroud." she joked around a bit, snickering at the outfit her dad was wearing to make that old time ghoul happy. Snatching the hat that was on his head, she placed it on her own. "I think I'll keep this, after all. I look a lot better in it than you." she stuck her tongue out at him, heading towards Goodneighbor, her father groaning in annoyance.
"Don't touch anything, don't look at anyone and if you're offered drugs what do you say?" he was trying to get her to pay attention before she got to the door underneath the huge neon lights. "Cecilia!" he yelled at her just as she touched the doorknob. Turning around on her heel, she looked at him, confusion in her eyes. "What do you say when someone offer you drugs?"
"Oh! Oh! Oh! I know that one! You say thank you because drugs are expensive!" she snickered softly before slipping through the doorway, just as the door closed she flinched at the sound of her dad yelling her name behind the door to Goodneighbor. "Ignore that, it's the call of a very mad father." she laughed happily as she ran passed the stone walls that were covering, stopping to see the neighborhood watch looking completely confused at the commotion in the front of the gates. "Just a normal day for father and daughter. Oh shit!" she started to run once more, passed K.L.E.O's shop just as her dad opened the door, only to see her turn the corner.
"Cecelia..." he grumbled under his breath as he shook his head, heading to the old statehouse to talk to the mayor. He just finished the last quest he was sent on for the ghoul. Opening the door, he was wondering if there was anyone he could convince to stay with his daughter while he's out looking the supplies to get into the Glowing Sea. Piper was a no go, she has a better time telling a pissed off deathclaw what to do. Dogmeat works perfectly since she loves being around him but when a raider kicks him... It's bloodbath, she kills EVERYTHING in sight that dared to hurt her little puppy. Maybe he can pay someone off?