Chapter 161:Moment of Clarity.
Sabine woke up with a massive rush of breath and like a bomb going off in her head, all of the emotions that had been released by the small extra-terrestrial being blew up inside of her.
The first thing she felt was the hot liquid rush of tears that began to pour out of her eyes.
The first emotion that burst out of the maelstrom raging inside of her head was guilt, pure intense guilt.
The mask she had tried incredibly hard to hold in place was torn royally off and not just that but the duck tape that had been holding together the dam within her mind had split and now everything was pouring through.
"I'm going to assume you got through, then?" a familiar voice said. Sabine turned to look up and saw the man called Seven standing over her while at the same time helping up the little alien who had punched through her mind like a little green armour-piercing bullet.
"Yup, but was there ever any doubt?" Zixxy said as Seven gently guided the little green female towards another human man dressed in Brotherhood power armour who appeared like a phantom at the sound of Zixxy's voice.
"None on my end Zix you are our little green mind-breaking machine," Seven said with a chuckle before turning his attention back to Sabine.
As she looked up at him Sabine could see the power this man held crackling behind his brilliantly blue eyes like they were filled with lightning.
"You see the truth now, don't you? My guess knowing Zixxy is that she hit it into your skull like a fucking nail and try as you might you can't pull it out can you?" he said in a surprisingly soft voice.
Sabine shook her head as the tears continued to flow down her cheeks like a river made of hot painful guilt mixed with secrets.
"What the fuck did you do to her!?" another voice screamed and Sabine turned to see her fellow Enclave officer was still alive and unharmed though to be fair knowing what she knew now she didn't understand why she expected any less, these people were not murderers.
"Freed her from the web of lies and secrets she'd spun herself into, give me five minutes to have one of those delightful cups of tea that this man's beloved Claw girl is famous for making and a rejuvenating cuddle from my own beloved human and I'll be right with you to crack you out of your echo chamber as well," Zixxy said.
"Tea or cuddles first?" the human man in Brotherhood power armour asked with a chuckle in his voice.
"Both at the same time," a much deeper yet strangely feminine voice said and as Sabine turned her head she found herself looking up at a truly massive female Deathclaw and she realised that this was the one she'd seen in the memories that Zixxy had shown her, this was Visa.
The large female Deathclaw walked over holding a large steaming mug and she bent down to hand it to the little alien woman who had now been hoisted into the air by the human man in Brotherhood power armour.
"Excellent, service with a smile goes a long way in my book, gonna give this place a five-star rating for definite, now to the cuddle corner oh human of mine!" Zixxy said pointing off towards one of the bunks in the corner of the room.
"She is always so energetic when she gets to flex her abilities like that," Visa said stalking over and leaning her massive frame on the shoulders of Seven's power armour.
"It's a feeling I know well my love," he said glancing up at her with what appeared to be a sly grin on his undeniably handsome face.
"Don't I know it as my tail end is usually the target for such flexing," Visa said with a deep growl to her voice.
"Is that a complaint I hear?" Seven said playfully and Visa roared with laughter.
"Not even close, I make my complaints known with these," she said trailing her massive claws over his armoured chest and making a light scraping noise as they drew over the metal.
Sabine's first instinct was to feel repulsed by the obvious show of affection and sexual tension between the two but as the memories that Zixxy had hammered into her mind asserted themselves again it was extinguished like pouring water on a flame.
The question of how it was any of her business who another person chose to love came swimming into the forefront of her mind and a second one rapidly followed it up from the depths, why did it even concern her so?
That caused Sabine to short-circuit slightly as she tried to search for the answers and a sudden horrible realization hit her like a cold slap, it was driven by nothing noble or by any kind of honourable goals, she was jealous plain and simple.
Jealousy, one of the most powerful of the seven deadly sins that had haunted and plauged mankind since its conception.
Envy of what another had and the wish to covert it for oneself so that you might feel happy in their place.
Now while she did find Seven attractive it wasn't that she wished to take him away from the obviously sentient Deathclaw woman, it was more that despite their differences and despite their struggles the pair had still managed to overcome the greatest hurdle that all sentient beings faced, they had found love, they had found one another.
It was like looking at the sun in that it was hard to bear it through her envy-fogged vision, but she forced herself to endure it.
If that psionic nail that Zixxy had driven into her brain was good for anything it was good for making her face her flaws head-on and to accept them, not hide from them.
"So are you ready to tell us what we want to know now or am I gonna have to interrupt Zixxy's well-earned cuddle time because let me tell you that girl might be small but you seriously do not want me to do that," Seven said turning his attentions back to Sabine.
She nodded solemnly.
"I'll tell you what you want to know," she said softly.
"Traitor! You'll fucking hang for this! I'll..." the intelligence officer began to scream until Seven turned to look at her and with a single wave of his hand her mouth clamped shut like she just clamped a hand over it.
"That's enough of that, now then let's get down to the brass tacks here shall we?" Seven said in that deceptively soft voice of his.
Sabine spent the next hour answering every question that both Seven and Visa could come up with to the best of her knowledge.
At that time Zixxy also returned from her tea and cuddle session and was not in the least bit surprised to find the intelligence officer silenced by psionic means.
As she watched the little alien simply gripped the woman's head and forced her way into her mind like she had done to her.
It was strange to watch the spectacle from the outside having endured it first-hand.
It was an oddly quiet and almost gentle thing which was quite the contrast to the intense and painful experience it had been on the receiving end of it.
"So that's why we never found any evidence of a central stronghold, the fucking thing is out in the middle of the ocean!" Seven exclaimed sitting back on his armoured heels.
"Somehow it does not surprise me that the cowards hide far away from the troubles that they cause for others, it is really easy to downplay the pain and fear you leave in your wake when you do not have to look the victims of it in the face," Visa snarled while flicking her long tail back and forth.
"Gotta say its smart not giving these teams they send operational intel on the others they've sent out, makes our job all that much harder to crack the whole puzzle wide open when we have to first assemble it piece by fucking piece and not only that but hunt the fucking pieces down like a bloody scavenger hunt," Seven said and Visa nodded.
"Indeed but crack it open we will my love, we have not failed yet and the whole Free Peoples believes in you, in us and we will not let them down," she said defiantly.
"Well said my little love lizard, we'll root every one of these fuckers out like bloody scale ticks if we have to," he said and a visible shudder passed through Visa.
"Uggh don't mention those fucking parasites to me it makes my scales itch simply thinking about them," she said idly scratching at her hide with her claws as if she were hunting for them and making Seven chuckles.
"So what happens to me now?" Sabine asked in a very forlorn-sounding voice causing the pair to turn their attentions back to her.
"Simple we're gonna offer you a choice," Visa said lowering herself down on her massive digigrade legs to look right into her eyes.
Sabine had never been this close to a Deathclaw before and despite knowing that the massive creature meant her no harm at this particular moment she couldn't help but feel the all too familiar prickles of fear running along her skin pulling it into tight gooseflesh.
"What kinda of choice?" Sabine asked.
"A simple one, you can either help us get back Click's family and any other members of her colony that your people have kidnapped and then we will offer you the chance to join the Free Peoples so that you can work on making up for all the shit your people have caused." Seven said.
"And what's the alternative option?" Sabine asked more out of curiosity than anything else.
"We have Zixxy there to wipe your mind as clear as a slate, she will erase every memory you have of us and the Enclave as we already have enough information from you to mount the rescue ourselves, so really the true question here is do you wish to have the chance to make up for all the shit you've done to good and innocent people in the name of the Enclave, or do you wish to live in ignorance for the rest of your life always wondering who you truly are and things could have been different because the one thing we will leave you with is all of the guilt you now carry," Seven said flatly.
"Not much of a choice is it?" Sabine said a little dryly and Seven raised an eyebrow at her.
"Personally I think it's a far better choice than we'd get from your people if our roles were reversed now isn't it?" he said and she sighed and nodded.
"Yeah, at the very best case scenario you'd be spending the rest of your lives in a very small hole in the ground somewhere," she admitted.
"Exactly, if we wanted to we could execute you but that is not our way, we believe in redemption and the power of change, hell it's what we are trying to do to the entire world so what kind of example would we be setting if we wrote you off without giving you the chance to show us that even the staunchest of enemies has the ability to change and become the most potent of allies?" Seven said.
"So what, I help you get her family back and you'll give me a chance at joining you?" Sabine asked and Seven nodded.
"That's exactly what I'm saying, we would rather do this quietly with your help rather than noisy and problematic," he said.
Memories of her life in the Enclave spiralled through her mind like she was watching a slideshow in fast forwards and to her dismay, with her newfound clarity firmly in place there was no rose-coloured filter to disguise some of the really nasty shit she had done to people.
"I'll do it," Sabine said and Seven nodded.
"Thought you might say that," he said smiling and then he turned to the rest of his group present.
"Alright people let's strip this place bare, I very much doubt it's gonna have any use now but I want all the technology that they didn't manage to scuttle bagged up and ready for transport back to base," he said and his team instantly set about stipping down anything they could salvage.
"Timothy when we get back to base I want you going over everything we manage to salvage with a toothcomb, learn whatever you can from it," Seven said and Timothy nodded.
"You can count on me," he said.
It didn't take them long to strip the entire place clean of any usable technology and while they were doing that Seven was transporting it out of the place to parts unknown.
All Sabine could really do was simply sit there and watch as the majority non-human team carefully stripped down all of the tech they could get their hands on and shipped it out for analysis and repurpose and honestly all she could think was that by coming here all the Enclave had done was hand the Free Peoples a pretty major victory here and all because of some Banshees.
But that's when it truly hit her it wasn't just because of some Banchees, it was because they had steamrolled over a colony of innocent people.
Granted yes they were non-humans but did that really mean that they were undeserving of the life that they had no choice in being given?
Because at the end of the day how were they truly any different to any of the countless human settlements that dotted the wastes?
If anything she actually had to admit to herself that the Banshees were more civilized than quite a few of the human settlements that she'd seen in her time, especially those that were run by any of the Raider factions like the ones that ran the Nuka World region.
The Banshees had gone out of their way to conceal themselves from humans. To hide themselves far enough away that they could live their lives peacefully and without issue.
Now all of that had been destroyed all because they happened to be in the way of her and her people and now their lives were in tatters.
And for what?
A foothold?
Some lab rats for their Bioweapons Division to tear apart and dissect like they were nothing more than a bug in a bell jar?
That's when a thought hit her like another slap and it sent a very cold shiver running down her spine.
What if Zixxy's people had chosen to do this when they had come here?
What if they had used their superior technology and had decided to out and out destroy humanity like they were little more than those bugs in a bell jar?
How was this any different to what her people did to those who were in their way?
Sabine blew out a held breath and lowered her head into her hands as the implications of that hit home.
The Enclave wasn't trying to really build anything for anyone, they were simply trying to control what others had built and then hold it up like it was some kind of major achievement.
They were co-opting the hard work of others and using it for their own ends, taking the blood, sweat and tears of those who had survived and fought to build something in the ruins of this world.
They had stolen the fruits of these labours and then used them to strongarm others into joining them, holding them up with a 'look what we have achieved,' mentality.
But truthfully the message was more than clear, it was more, 'Look what we can take from you if you don't submit.'
Somehow the Free Peoples had found another way, a way that not only allowed people to enjoy the fruits of their own labours but also to be part of something much bigger than themselves.
Their way was one of unity and mutual growth and despite her misgivings about their non-human comrades she simply could not deny that what she had seen here matched perfectly what Zixxy had shown her.
She had seen people of all ages and races working together to create something that they could all be proud of.
Gatorclaws and humans working side by side farming of all things, Gatorclaws showed humans how to hunt and how to set up natural fish farms while humans showed them how to purify the water so their stock would be edible to all.
Supermutants acting as doctors and actually treat injured humans.
Spider-people that were called Archnakai helped protect people by creating spider silk-based body armour while also working as tailors to help clothe people and protect them from the elements.
This was more than a movement, it was a true community.
And now they were bringing others into their fold, others that once upon a time would have never in a million years ever even considered looking at a non-human through any other lens than the one mounted to their weapon.
Those like the Brotherhood of Steel who since their shake-up in leadership seemed to be trying to push themselves in a new direction.
And the local militia group that called themselves the Minutemen who while a couple of years ago were fractured and all but gone had seen a resurgence under a mysterious figure that they had called simply the General.
Now they were not only a force to be reckoned with but thanks to their blossoming alliance with both the Brotherhood and the Free Peoples were going from strength to strength.
And now Seven was actually offering her a chance to join this movement, to serve something much bigger than herself but to also make amends for all the innocent lives she had ruined and destroyed, she knew she would be a fool to pass this up.
Once Seven's people had finished packing up and he'd finished transporting everything back to their base using whatever method he seemed to be using they were all ready to leave.
Even Zixxy had finished up with her opposite number from the INT section and now the woman was sitting with her head in her hands and tears streaming down her face, it seemed that the little green alien woman had let loose in showing her some home truths.
Sabine reached out and placed a hand on the young blonde woman's shoulder and she looked up at her with red and puffy eyes.
"Don't worry it gets a little easier as time goes on, it's raw and fresh right now but give it an hour or two and it will settle down," she said softly.
"How the fuck could we have been so fucking blind?" the woman said softly.
It was a truly valid question and honestly, Sabine didn't have an answer to it other than the programming the Enclave had instilled in them.
"They forced us to turn a blind eye to it, they made us see only what they wanted us to see, to see it as we were doing a good thing for the country and its people by cutting out all the cancers of treason and rebellion," Sabine said and the woman nodded with sagging shoulders.
"Yeah except those people were not traitors or rebels, they were just people who didn't want to be crushed under the heel of a fucking jackboot!" she said and Sabine nodded.
"Yeah, hey since we're basically now seeing this world through a new lens, what's your name and I mean your real name?" she asked.
"Freya, Freya Adams, what about you?" the blonde woman said with a very weak smile at the element of normalcy being injected into their conversation in this very surreal situation they both found themselves in.
"Believe it or not Sabine actually is my real name, Sabine Smith at your service," she said with a slightly bitter laugh.
"What's so funny?" Freya asked curiously.
"Well I was just thinking about all the lies I've told even to our own people, all the mistrust, all the work to get people to look anywhere but at the truth and after all this time the only thing that was real about me was my first name," she said and that made Freya let out a bitter laugh.
"God, it's fucking true, isn't it? We're like fucking wax people, we look like people but we're just walking talking masks," she said.
"Well I don't know about you but no more for me, I'm done with all of the fucking bullshit, with all the lies and all of the falseness. I'm going to make up my own fucking mind from now on, I'm going to see what it is the Free Peoples are trying to build with my own two eyes and then I'm going to decide for myself what I want," Sabine said.
"You know that honestly sounds like the most sensible thing I might have ever heard to date," Freya said making Sabine laugh bitterly.
"That fucking says it all doesn't it?" she said and Freya nodded.
"Yeah it really does," she said.
The trip back to Seven's outpost base in Nukaworld truly was a fucking eye-opening experience for both the former Enclave women.
"No fucking wonder we couldn't bloody track you, you can fucking fly!" Sabine yelled as Seven hugged the clouds before taking them all into a steep dive that terminated just above what appeared to be a large fortified town that was bustling with activity.
"Oh you haven't seen anything yet, this is him being tame," Zixxy said from her seat on Luca's armoured lap as they sat across from them in the invisible bubble that they were all suspended in.
"What does that mean?" Freya asked turning to look from the ground closing in on them from below as Seven descended them towards it.
"It means he can fly supersonic if he really wants to and trust me it's enough to strip the scales from your fucking tail after turning them all bloody white," Visa said from behind them all.
"Jesus fucking Christ, what the hell did the Bio-Weapons division bloody do to him?" Sabine exclaimed as she glanced up at the young man dressed in modified Enclave power armour that was making all of this possible.
"That is a question we have all been asking ever since we met him but while we'd love to have it answered it's far more important that they don't do it to anyone else, human or otherwise," Visa said glancing out of the bubble at Click who was flying along next to them.
"Even if I can't do anything else to help that one thing I will help to fix, that I promise you, I'll help to get her family back," Sabine said softly and there was a soft growl from Visa in response making the black-skinned human woman look up at her.
"That's a start but it will take a lot more than that to make up for the harm you have caused," she said in a flat voice that made Sabine hang her head as a pang of shame rippled through her.
"Yeah you are not wrong, but in my defence what choice did I have truly?" Sabine shot back and Visa raised a scaly eyebrow at her.
"You have a point I suppose, if you have never truly known anything else then how can I blame you for taking the world at the face value that your Alphas show to you, but now that you are aware of the truth we will be watching you both very closely. Redemption is possible for you both but only if you truly make the most of the chance you have been given and don't fuck it up," she growled.
As Seven put down in the centre of the town both Sabine and Freya stood there in slack-jawed wonder as they stared at the spectacle around them.
The place was exactly as they had seen in the memories that Zixxy had shared with them, a true miniature interspecies utopia among the foul wastes of this place.
"Guess I'd probably better get you and Lucas back over to HQ before Raymond starts missing you now hadn't I?" Seven said turning to face Zixxy and Lucas.
"Ahh I think it'll be ok for a bit and I get the feeling you will probably be needing my help again rather soon if the intel garnered from our new friends there pans out don't you think?' Zixxy said gesturing towards both Sabine and Freya.
"It will I promise, now I can't promise you that I will lead you directly to Click's family as in all honesty I do not know where they have been transported to after they were dropped off at the FOB, but if there is one thing the Enclave is very good at, it's leaving paper trails, you get me there and I'll find out where they've gone without raising any eyebrows," Sabine said.
Seven glanced at Zixxy and then at Visa.
"You saying you want to be our woman on the inside so to speak?" Seven asked and Sabine nodded after taking a deep breath.
"It could work, I just have to make sure the right records don't see the light of day or better yet vanish altogether, the best part about the nature of our work is as you said yourself, outside of the immediate group no-one has a fucking clue what we are doing, so they simply see the credentials and suddenly doors open and no-one wants to know anything about what we are doing, too much hassle and paperwork, not to mention the threat to their own safety if they learn too much," she said.
"It does give us a rather free reign to come and go as we please in certain spaces that's for sure and it certainly makes getting in and out of certain bases a lot easier," Freya said.
"With the right approach, we could possibly work our way right into the very heart of the Enclave's operation and either disrupt it or even dismantle it from the inside without ever firing a fucking shot," Seven said scratching his chin thoughtfully.
"A bold and rather risky move my love, do you really think it could work, the threat of discovery will be rather high?" Visa said in a carefully toned voice.
"Indeed but I think if we put the right kind of safeguards in place then we can mitigate the vast majority of the threat, for instance, if we send some of our guys who specialise in staying out of sight or even hiding in plain sight we might even be able to get a team right into the very heart of their operation and they won't know until its too fucking late," he said glancing at Click.
"I think it would be wise to bring Riss in on this as well, her stealth skills are unmatched," Visa said and Seven nodded in agreement.
"Alright let's sit down on this and plan it out, we'll pick a team and figure out how we're going to make this happen, this could be a fucking lynchpin to taking one of our biggest enemies out of the running, hell maybe even taking them off the board for fucking good, this is too much of an opportunity to let it go to waste," Seven said.
"You want my help you get my flock back first, once they are safe and sound then I will help you," Click said suddenly from Seven's left and he turned to look at the young bat hybrid.
It seemed that those massive ears of hers were rather good for eavesdropping which should have been a given really.
It wasn't an unreasonable request really, the whole reason she'd come to them in the first place was to help her flock and her colony so it only made sense that she would levy her aid on a perilous mission such as the one they were planning out on their rescue.
"Deal, we help you then you help us," Seven said and Click stuck out her claw-tipped furry little hand towards him.
"I believe this is the appropriate human gesture to seal such a deal yes?" she said and Seven nodded before taking her little hand in his and shaking it.
"It is," he said softly before turning back to Sabine.
"Alright, time for you to start proving your worth to us, we need to know where the survivors of your attack on the Banshee colony were shipped, then you are going to help us get them back," he said and Sabine nodded.
"I'll need to get into the FOB to find out where they were shipped, it will most likely be one of the Bio-Weapons holding sites while they are prepped for transport to one of their testing facilities," she said.
"Why do they have holding sites, why not simply transport those they capture directly to their facilities?" Visa asked curiously, though there was a very distinct note of menace in her deep voice as it was obvious that such an idea filled her with anger.
"I'm not a hundred per cent sure but I believe it has something to do with both limited space in their main facilities and to do with which projects the teams housed in the facilities are working on currently, so for example, if they were working on something to do with Radscorpions they very well wouldn't want a shipment of Deathclaws showing up," Sabine said making Visa snarl angrily.
"The only death these claws bring are to my enemies and those who would threaten my pack or my most beloved one," she said hugging Seven from behind possessively as if to punctuate her point.
"They prefer the term Claws," Seven explained and Sabine nodded.
"I'll try to remember that and I meant no offence," she said causing Visa to huff and nod.
"Apology accepted, this time," she said slightly huffily.
"Ok so what's the deal with these holding sites, are they heavily guarded and what's the layout exactly?" Seven asked.
"I've only ever been inside of one of them though I imagine they are probably all the same in form and function, essentially it is an underground bunker kinda like one of those old vaults though usually made out of an old military storage facility, any captured specimens are usually sedated and then cryogenically frozen for indefinite holding, apparently they used to just keep their specimines locked in cages for months sometimes years until they discovered prototype cryogentic freezing technology inside of an old Vaulttech vault, from there they tracked down the original schematics at the Vaulttech university and repurposed the tech for a multitude of things," Sabine said.
"Other than freezing innocent creatures they steal from their homes, such as what?" Seven asked curiously.
"From what I know there have been entire battalions of special forces soldiers and exceptional individuals frozen in various hidden facilities all over the country. And rumour even has it even more are spread out across the globe," she said.
"For what purpose? Visa asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Well above my pay grade those answers I'm afraid, all I can offer are hypotheses but it would be my opinion that they would be strike, science and governing teams along with a few others that could be inserted into a country in order to derail it and take it over from within, kinda like what the old CIA used to do back before and during the great war," Sabine said.
"Fuck me sideways, the Enclave wants to rule the fucking world," Seven breathed as the reality of that hit him like a slap.
"Why does this surprise you, my love?" Visa asked softly.
"Well from what we've learned I always knew that they wanted to be in complete control of America or what's left of it, but I never imagined that they would push it out to the rest of the world, I guess I should have known better really shouldn't I?" he said.
"Megalomaniacs never change, much like war," Timothy said appearing to their left and obviously having caught the jist of what was being spoken about.
"Ambition and innovation have always been the driving forces of the Enclave, those that show the right kind of drive rise to the top while others are whipped into line," Sabine said as some of her memories surfaced and forced her to relive them.
"Yeah, that makes sense," Seven said.
"So what's the plan?' Timothy asked leaning on a desk next to the small group.
Seven took a few deep breaths as he thought about it and then nodded to himself.
"Alright, I'm going to fly both Sabine and Click to a drop-off point near the FOB, Sabine will use her credentials to get inside while Click with use Freya's," he said and Sabine looked at him in surprise.
"Err I think they are going to notice a Banshee girl strutting about," she said and Click gave her a grin.
"I'm not as easy to spot as you think when I don't want to be," she said and Sabine looked at her before turning back to Seven for a clearer explanation as to what in the hell that was supposed to mean.
"Banshees have a trick up their furry sleeves that allows them to imitate just about anyone flawlessly, when she broke in here if we didn't have a couple of Cazadors and a dogged hunter Claw here we'd have never found her," Seven said patting Visa's large arm that was draped over his chest causing the big Claw girl to squeeze him tightly in happiness at his recognition.
"Oh fuck well that just amped things up to a solid eleven on the gotta-stop-this-shit-now-o-meter," Sabine said and Seve raised an eyebrow at that.
"What makes you say that?" he asked.
"My money is on that our scientists either know about this ability or have a strong incline towards it, they have been looking for a way to gain the upper hand on the Institute synths and their ability to imitate people and breach the security of the major groups and my money is on them trying to figure this ability out so they can reverse engineer it," she said and that caused the whole group to freeze up.
"Fuck me, can you imagine how back things will get if we have a load of fucking shapeshifting Enclave agents flitting about, we'll have to have a whole hive of fucking Cazadors or Claws at every outpost to stop them," Timothy breathed and Seven nodded in agreement.
"Yeah well Sabine is right that this just went up to a fucking eleven on the threat meter, lets just hope they are still in holding and haven't been sent to a lab somewhere," he said.
"Alright, so I'm guessing that once we breach the FOB we'll be looking for the paper trail to locate where they have been sent?' Sabine asked and Seven nodded.
"Exactly, once we have that intel in hand I'll extract you and we'll move on to the holding facility, once there we'll infiltrate the place and free any captives they have including Click's flock and any other survivors of her Colony so we can bring them back here to safety," Seven said.
"Might be a good idea to see if we can find a way to set up some surveillance on the FOB as well, be good to know what and who is going in and out of the place," Timothy said.
"Ohh I know just the guy who'd love to get his fucking teeth into something like that, there's a guy called Tinker Tom back at HQ, he's a member of the Railroad and a true tech genius, give him something like this to get his teeth into and he'll be as happy as a Mirelurk in a riverbed," Zixxy said.
"Well then looks like we have a plan coming together, so what are we waiting for peeps, lets get to it," Seven said and with that, they broke to start getting things organised.