Chapter 162:Running off the Rails.
Sasha's fingers sank into the incredibly soft downy-like feathers of Celine's perfect heart-shaped ass like they were made of quicksand.
Beneath those silky soft feathers, he found two glorious orbs of perfect feminine flesh. While he could not see them, thanks to the thickness of those super soft downy feathers, he could feel them just fine, and in his opinion, that was just fine as it gave him a much greater excuse to take his time exploring each and every inch.
It also helped that for every inch of incredibly soft flesh, his fingers discovered and subsequently caressed her soft cooing got louder and louder.
"Oh, my sweet male mammalian, you are a most curious one, aren't you?" Celine cawed softly, making Sasha lick his lips. A gentle squeeze made her tail feathers flick up and fan out, revealing her delights to him.
Nestled directly under the long luscious feathers of her tail was a very tight-looking ring of white flesh that was pulsing gently as he dug his fingers deep into the incredibly dense muscles of her heart-shaped ass to prize those soft cheeks apart further.
This forced Celine to have to bend over further for him and gave him the most perfect view of his entire life and thanks to her rich golden tail feathers now being fully extended it looked like her ass had its own halo which really fit the situation.
Sasha couldn't resist any longer, his strength was gone and he needed to taste her so with the speed of a striking cobra his head darted forwards and dover under her long tail pressing his lips tightly to her avian anus in a deeply lewd kiss.
The noise that burst from Celine as she felt his hot human lips press tightly to her ass hole was a mixture of pure surprise and pleasure rolled into one and much to his delight she did not attempt to stifle it or cut it short.
He had told her to sing him the song of her heart and its joy at what he was doing for her and it seemed that she had taken that request to heart.
His tongue darted out from between his lips and began to tease the soft flesh of her incredibly sensitive hole gently and by the way it was pulsing, he seemed to be finding all the right little spots in amongst those delicate little folds and creases to explore.
"Oh by the Eternal Flock! What is this sensation!?" Celine exclaimed loudly as his tongue began to swirl and dance as it fought to gain entry to her avian body through the back door and by how quickly that soft fleshy ring was pulsing it would not be long before there was a full-blown Russian invasion right into the heart of one of this beautiful Condor's pleasure centres.
With expert timing and military precision Sasha began to time the pulses of Celine's tight little puckered anus and when he had it down to a pat he stopped licking around its soft outer edge and used the very tip of his tongue to attack its sweet little centre.
Celine gave a loud caw of alarm mixed with pure pleasure as her defences crumbled and her rear guard fell victim to the Russian advance.
With one final push, Sasha's tongue breached Celine's defences. It began to worm its way deep into the hot silky sweetness that had been hidden behind that fleshy little gateway beginning its mission of exploration in earnest now.
It was obvious to Sasha that Celine had never felt anything even remotely like this in her entire life and while on the one hand, it made him sad that this beautiful woman did not know until this very moment the true joys that her beautiful body was capable of displaying for her, he was so very glad that he had claimed the right to be the one that showed them to her.
With each deep slurp and lick of the incredibly tight and sensitive walls of Celine's ass, he could feel the big Condor girl growing ever closer as those silky and surprisingly tasty walls began to suck and vibrate along his tongue faster and faster with each growing second.
That's when Sasha decided it was time to move to phase two of this operation, while her defences were in disarray Sasha was going to show this beautiful Avian what was meant by a three-pronged attack.
Sasha quickly withdrew his hot slimy tongue from Celine's pulsing little hole and her response was immediate.
"No! Please! Do not take it away! Please put it back in I beg of you!" she squawked desperately all while panting breathlessly and scrabbling her hand around behind her in order to try and find his head in order to pull it back to her ass.
But Sasha evaded her desperate attempts to capture him with a little easy escape and evasion and using a shoulder he quickly pushed Celine's legs further apart before spinning over and pushing his face into the soft white ruff of feathers nestled between her incredibly powerful thighs.
Thanks to her excitement acting like a targeting beacon for his attack Sasha was easily able to navigate his face through the jungle of thick soft feathers to reach her little hidden base and what he did next pretty much turned Celine's beautiful bird brain inside out.
Using his own lips like a pair of fleshy battering rams Sasha pushed his mouth in a kissing motion right into the little gap between the lips of Celine's hidden womanhood and parted them with ease.
While his tongue ran interference by darting out and attacking every honey-sweet fold it could find both of Sasha's real attacking forces moved into position in order to finish the strike.
Celine's brain barely had time to register the barrage of pleasure that Sasha's hot squirming tongue unleashed among her delicate folds before the truth of what he had been up to was revealed and by that time it was too late for her to mount any kind of defence, Sasha's troops were already inside of her, in the form of his very dextrous fingers.
Two fingers from the first battalion of his right hand invaded the hot tight tunnel of her womanhood before being gripped and sucked in as far as they would go by her powerful internal muscles and one from the second regiment of the left hand was sucked right into her tight little freshly licked anus.
Almost instantly all of these little warriors began to piston in and out of her depths like the pistons of a steam engine, while one was retracting the other was pushing in deeper.
All while they were doing this Sasha was doing come hither motions with those fingers and curling them to stroke as much of that incredibly soft flesh as he could find with her depths.
But while this deep assault was going on Sargent tongue was not content with distraction duties and had begun a one-man attack on a fleshy little bunker he had found at the top of her womanhood in order to dig out the true prize.
Celine blatantly didn't even know which was way up by this point, all of these different and completely alien sensations had not only overloaded her senses but had turned them into a gibbering pile of mush with all the resistance of warm gelatine.
It was too much for her to handle and with an almighty screech that turned into quite possibly the loudest caw that Sasha had ever heard in his life Celine surrendered to the ecstacy that her mammalian mate had wished to bathe her in.
A torrent of hot sweet nectar exploded over his fingers and tongue as the two tight tunnels of flesh clamped down tight on the mammalian invaders locked eep now within their walls and held them tight while they milked them for all they were worth.
Meanwhile, Sasha was determined not to let a single drop of his sweet victory to go to waste and like Ivan in a barrel of Vodka, he drank deep from the essence of joy that flowed from his beautiful female condor.
Celine simply collapsed forwards but it seemed that Sasha had braced himself for this eventuality and had planned accordingly for it.
As soon as he felt her legs give out and she began to fall he pushed himself backwards rapidly and caught her taking her weight and allowing her to use his body to cushion her fall by using himself as a human-shaped crash pad.
Celine lay on of him panting so heavily anyone could have sworn that she had just flown a full-blown migration flight in one go.
Sasha simply slipped his arms around his large feathered lover and held her tightly against his warm muscular body letting her head nestle into his shoulder.
"I am going to assume that this was beyond your expectations and hopes for this evening yes?' he said softly and rather than respond with words Celine simply attacked him with nuzzles, kisses and licks.
Infact it took a good two maybe three minutes of this before she was actually able to form a coherent sentence to actually answer him.
"If I had even thought for a single second that mammalian love was going to feel this incredible I probably would have swooped down and snatched one of your males off long ago but I am also very glad that I didn't," she panted softly.
"Oh? And why is this?" Sasha asked with a soft chuckle at the mental image of Celine trying to fly off with some rather confused human guy in her long talons.
"Because then I would not have met you, you are far greater of a prize than any random human, you are MY human and tonight I am going to show you this in no uncertain terms because now it is my turn to repay you, my human," she said with a soft clicking of her beak next to his ear.
Slowly Sasha pushed herself upright so that she was looming over him and he could see her muscles bulging through her thick feathers and despite the mess he had made of them and of her he could still see the fiery determination in her bright eyes, she was out to prove herself now.
Sasha reached up and stroked the side of her long smooth beak and ran his hand into the crest of feathers that framed her face as she leaned into his touch.
He could easily see that there was no force on this earth or in the sky that was going to dissuade her from this path now that he had shown her what was hers for the claiming, she was going to prove herself worthy of him now that he had done that for her.
The gauntlet was thrown, picked up and was now about to slap him hard.
Celine manuvered her large frame into a comfortable position above him and she cracked her beak into a smile.
"You showed me the depths of your heart and what you were willing to do for me my human, now I will show you the very depths of my soul in order to do the same, you are the first male to see me for who I truly am and not only accept me but to champion me, now I will show you the rewards that has earned you," she said with as much fire in her voice as was burning in her bright golden eyes.
"Then I will leave myself in your capable wings my beautiful phoenix, rise from the ashes of the passions fires I have stoked in you, spread your firey wings and show me the flames that those passions have ignited and let me bask in their heat," Sasha said and it was obvious to him that his words had a very profound effect upon her.
Celine let out a loud passionate caw that was filled with determination and she swiftly reached beneath herself to find her prize that was currently trapped in the luxuriously soft feathers of her pelvis and her belly.
Her feather fingers gently but firmly closed around the rigid tube of masculine flesh and she seemed to truly delight in the wonderful sensation of it throbbing powerfully in her grasp.
Celine cooed softly as she stroked his masculine flesh firmly before lifting her large body up so that she could align herself properly with him and Sasha couldn't help but gasp softly as he felt his incredibly sensitive tip switch from silk soft feathers to boiling hot feminine flesh.
A small smirk lit Celine's beak at his reaction and this made Sasha smile as it seemed that his pleasure made her as happy as hers made him.
He felt her silk-soft flesh part to surround his tip and to caress it from all sides and he relished the look of joy that passed onto Celine's beautiful and very regal features as her large golden eyes closed for a moment as she rubbed herself against him.
"Are you ready my handsome mammal?" she gasped softly.
"It seems I was born ready for you my beautiful phoenix," Sasha growled softly as pleasure and anticipation crackled along his nerves like beautiful lightning.
Celine slowly began to impale herself upon him and both of them gasped as they felt her avian flesh part to allow his mammalian flesh to enter her depths.
Sasha could not help but admire Celine's discipline as she took her time tacking each and every inch of him as slowly as she possibly could, she was revelling in each and every inch of him that slid snugly into place in her incredibly tight depths.
He could feel her flesh gripping him like a hot liquid silk glove until finally every inch of him was buried in her depths and the pair of them were truly one.
"Oh, my handsome mammalian male! You were born for me and only for me, you fit me like you were made for me, I have never felt anything so perfect in my life!" Celine cawed and Sasha pressed his fingers deep into the feathers of her massive, powerful thighs as they gripped his flanks.
Celine leaned forward and Sasha found himself briefly mesmerised by the large swells of her large feathery breasts as they swung forwards towards his face tantalizingly.
But he found himself in a moment of weakness and he simply could not help himself, as they swung forward he saw a perfect opportunity to further make his beautiful big pheonix sing like the beautiful little songbird he knew her to be.
So once again with perfect military timing, Sasha lunged forward and seized one of Celine's nipples that were protruding through her feathers in his mouth and caught the other one between his fingers.
The caw of both surprise and pleasure that escaped Celine's throat was pure music to his ears, the most beautiful song that was sung directly to his heart.
He also felt her flesh tighten up around his manhood to the point where he felt like she was trying to blend them into one singular being and also forced him to thrust his hips upwards which also caused another burst of song to escape her.
"Oh you wish to play like that do you my beautiful mammal!? Then that's how our game shall be!" Celine exclaimed and he felt her fingers press deeply into the muscles of his shoulders and holding him in place.
Celine began to rock her hips powerfully in order to create a truly wonderful motion as she thrust herself against him in order to drive his manhood into her depths as far as it would go and causing his tip to smash into the neck of her womb over and over again sending pulses of the purest pleasure through them both with each and every collision.
Celine's eyes closed and her head feathers rose up to create the most beautiful headdress that he had ever seen, the way the light from the golden lamp light framed her and passed through the red-gold feathers made her look like a mixture of an Angel and the beautiful phoenix.
"Show me what you are made of my beautiful Pheonix, show the passion of the fires that burn in your heart and soul!" Sasha growled as he struggled to match her thrusts and his words spurred on her determination.
The pleasure was truly indescribable, every single movement that either of them made sent starbursts of purest joy through either of them and suddenly Sasha found himself overwhelmed by it and by her.
It was like the purest need overwhelmed his soul and his body, he needed her, every single atom of her being.
It was as if the fire of a phoenix had decided to roost in his very soul and with all of the power he could muster Sasha gripped Celine's waist and using her own rocking momentum against her he flipped her onto her back on their soft mattress.
His sudden flare of firey passion surprised his big beautiful Condor and in a singular flash, he felt her mask slip.
He felt the power of her surrender to him, to his desire and to his want.
It was what she had wanted all this time too.
She had wanted him to take charge of her and to show her who he truly was, for him to conquer her heart, mind, body and soul.
To tame himself a powerful and regal Condor and to make her his little songbird who would be all power and fire outside but all his inside.
That powerful fire consumed his soul and from the ashes of it rose something new, something different, something powerful.
It was like a wild animal was now wearing his skin and this animal was intent on devouring this beautiful bird before him, he was going to make her scream, to make her sing and most importantly of all he was going to make her happy.
Sasha began to thrust into Celine's depths with reckless abandon and so soaked had her feathers become with the power of her excitement at her current predicament that his impacts against the meat of her ass instead of being muffled became a wet-sounding slap.
He could also feel his balls impacting against her tight little tail hole nestled as it was in its halo of golden feathers and those fleshy impacts only added to the lewd melody of their lovemaking but also the chorus of their hearts.
Celine herself seemed to have melted into a feathery puddle, her large golden eyes were completely dilated and unfocused, her long thin tongue was hanging out of her wide open beak and she was simply clinging onto his muscular frame for grim death.
Her arms had wrapped around him and so had her powerful long legs, it was like her body simply could not bear the mere thought of letting him go in any form.
Every part of him that contacted her was clung to like she had become a feathery limpet and that was especially true of her exquisate avian womanhood.
Her internal muscles had tightened up on his so drastically that it was making thrusting incredibly difficult but this did not deter Sasha, if anything it stoked that burning pheonix fire burning within his soul.
He was determined that he was going to give this beautiful woman his absolute all so that there would be zero doubt in her mind when she finally managed to reassemble it into something capable of cognitive thought, of who he was and what she meant to him.
Sasha could feel his orgasm fast approaching, those telltale tingles had become a full-on scream that warned him to slow down or he was going to hit the point of no return like he'd run head-first into a wall in his power armour.
But just like that metaphorical wall, he found himself determined not to slow and avoid it but instead to punch right through it.
So instead of slowing down he actually sped up and the sounds of wet feathers and flesh colliding became as rhythmic as the scream of a revving engine.
Then like the bombs that had once signaled the death of the old world and the birth of a new one Sasha's orgasm hit him with the force of a thousand suns.
He buried himself as deep inside her hot welcoming depths as he was able to go so that every single jet of his red-hot liquid essence would be forced directly into its true target, her beautiful avian womb.
Her avian womb responded in kind and rather than trying to repell this human invasion it welcomed it by sending a blast of ripples throughout her hidden flesh that sent Celine into a frenzy.
The sound that burst from her beak could not be mistaken for anything but the most beautiful of pleasure that anyone had ever heard in their lifetime.
She gripped him so tightly Sasha actually worried for a moment that he might be absorbed into her feathers and vanish from reality altogether as they both rode out the orgasmic bliss that they found themselves wrapped together in.
But then like the sun rising to bathe the world in its warm comforting rays, that intensity was over and in its place a warming glow that comforted them both.
It was quite a while before either of them could even move let alone speak.
So they both simply lay there refusing to let the other go for even a single millisecond but it was Celine surprisingly that spoke first.
"Wow, just wow," she panted softly before very slowly raising her head.
Gone was the regal halo of her feathery head crest and in its place was a mess of feathers that made her look like instead of passionate lovemaking Sasha had instead dragged her feet first through a whole series of hedges.
But Sasha was under no illusions that he was in anyway spring fresh himself, if anything this was a sight that made him immensely proud, it showed that he had managed to make this beautiful creature lose such control of herself that she simply did not care what she looked like anymore and felt comfortable enough with him to show him.
"You take my words from me my beautiful songbird," he panted back with a soft smile before stretching his neck up to plant a tender kiss on her beak.
"I told you that you would have one chance to impress me and not to disappoint me but I never imagined in a whole host of lifetimes that you would make me feel like this!" Celine said softly.
"I am glad that was as good for you as was for me my little phoenix, you showed me tonight that my heart had grown feathers and it has made nest in your chest I think because yours most certainly has in mine," he said and Celine responded by gripping him even tighter.
If that is your way of telling me that you love me my beautiful hot-blooded mammal then it is a sentiment I most certainly echo, I will make my nest with you and I will fly at your side now for the rest of my life because I know in my soul that there is no one who will sing my soul song with me so perfectly as you have, it seems I was hatched to love a human and now I finally have mine," she said softly and tenderly.
"As I was born to love big beautiful Condor, no matter what skies you choose to soar high in my feathered beauty I will be there looking up at you happily and proudly, but I will confess I will be trying to get peak at ass while you swoop by, am a simple man after all," she said making Celine roar with laughter.
"After that performance my mammal, you have earned it," she said.
"I'd hope so," Sasha said lowering his head to lay it on Celine's large feathery bosom and letting his face settle into the gap between those glorious feminine orbs and letting the fatigue that had been creeping up on him drag him into its depths.
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"These guys really put in the miles boss," Racer said as the four Railroad heavies moved tactically down the open road following the tracks that the Cossack team had left.
It seemed that the Cossacks seemed to be following a set of rails towards a large cargo hub for shipping freight all over the country pre-war.
As they got closer they began to notice sticky webbing had been laid out all over the ground around what looked to be a kind of fort that looked like it was made from webbing that had been wound around a load of box cars.
"Holy shit I hope that no one here has arachnophobia," Racer hissed softly.
"Yeah, that was either made by a whole load of spiders or one really big one," Broadsider hissed back.
"Honestly I think I'd prefer the latter, as dealing with a group big enough to knock that up sends shivers up my spine," Postman said softly as he used the scope of his weapon to scan his view over the makeshift fort but thanks to how thick the webbing was he couldn't see shit inside of it.
"So umm how do we want to go about this boss, something tells me surprising a team of professional soldiers in power armour might not be the best plan in the world," Locksmith said.
"You got that right," another voice said from behind them and as they all turned swiftly a massive shadow moved a lot faster than something that size should have been able to move.
Before he even had a chance to yell a warning or move his weapon Postman found himself yanked off his feet by what his fugged brain realized too late had been a trip snare he'd been standing on.
Before any of them even had the chance to do anything other than yell out in alarm they all found themselves hanging upside down being rapidly wrapped up in silk webbing by the massive shape which even in this low light they had realized had eight legs.
At the sounds of the yells and commotion both the Cossacks and their Avian allies came flooding out of their camp and by the look of them, they had been sleeping but that didn't make them any less dangerous as their highly effective sentry here had made very obvious.
"Friendlies!" Postman yelled as he swung helplessly with his arms pinned to his sides by the tight strands of silk webbing that had been wound around his body.
"Bullshit, friendlies would not be sneaking around in dark like Ghouls in dark tunnels," one of the power-armoured soldiers said in a heavy Russian accent while shining a very powerful headlamp directly into his face blinding him.
"Command sent us, we're from the Railroad!" Postman said as he swung about like a human-sized pinjata just waiting for someone to take a swing.
Suddenly a large pair of hands stopped his swinging and he came face to face with the one who had blatantly set the webs up and he had never seen anything like her in his life.
She was half human half spider and by the look of her, the spider half belonged to a Tarantula of some kind.
She was absolutely massive standing easily eight feet tall on her eight large furry and very muscular legs.
Postman had absolutely zero idea how something her size had managed to sneak up on them as it made no sense to him that something this big could move that quietly but she had ambushed them and made the four of them look like complete fools.
She had a handsome face with eight large black eyes dotted around her head as well as two large furry protrusions that kinda reminded him of mandibles sticking out of her face next to where her cheeks would be if she were purely human.
She seemed to have a human torso infact she looked pretty much human from the waist up, well except for the multiple eyes and pedipalps.
"Prove it," she said in a low husky voice that was shockingly human in its tone.
"Our leader is Desdemona and the leader of the Free Peoples in the region is called Wisp, they called us in after you guys went radio silent and asked us to track you down so we could render any aid required," Postman said as the large spider-woman held him still.
One of the power armoured soldiers stepped forward and next to him was stood a female Avian that looked like a giant oversized Condor.
"The radios were damaged by both nuclear blast and subsequent fight with rat bastard assassin," the power armoured soldier said.
"Well I have one in my pack if you want to call in for bona fidus," Postman said and the soldier looked at the large spider woman and nodded.
"Make any moves that would offend our big fluffy friend here and I will let her suck you dry and not in way you will like," another of the soldiers said and this one sounded like a female.
The large spider-woman leaned in and spun Postman around as she reached for the pack on his back while he simply just hung there.
After a minute of rummaging around she pulled out their long-distance transmission system and handed it to the soldier with the large Condor standing at his shoulder.
"Well alright let us see who is on other end of phone shall we?" the soldier said and he turned the radio on before pulling a jack lead from his armour and plugging it into the set.
"This is Ranger one one who am I speaking to?" he said.
"Ranger one one this Central you've got Fuller its good to hear from you, we've got a lot of very nervous Minutemen up our collective ass right now wondering what's going on over," an unfamiliar sounding voice said over the comms.
"Central I do not know your voice, if you are who you say you are then put Raymond on line over," the soldier said cautiously.
"Ok wait one over," the voice said and there was silence for a minute or two before another voice cut through the radio's speaker.
"Hello, this is Raymond is that you Sasha?" a very deep-sounding voice said and the soldier visibly relaxed while nodding his head.
"Is good to hear your voice big friend, sorry for rude wake-up call was just wanting to know that person I was speaking to is legit as we catch odd team sneaking around our camp in middle of night and they claim they were sent by you over," the soldier named Sasha said.
"Yeah Roger that they are Railroad heavies sent out by a request from the Minutemen as they have not heard from you guys ever since one of their artillery sites got nuked, they were tasked with tracking you guys down ascertaining your status and rendering any aid they could over," Raymond said.
"Roger that Central thank you for confirmation, sorry about no contact radios were damaged by both emp caused by nuclear blast and then further by rat bastard assassin, is one of Seven's people we believe as they have powerful abilities, but do not worry we are still on case and will call in soon when we have regained their trail and made them pay for what they have done, over," Sasha said.
"Roger that Ranger one one, request from Desdemona here keep the heavy team with you as they are skilled operators some of the best the Railroad has to offer but she believes they need field experience operating with a mixed team like yours, you can count on their skill and will not be a liability but they are not used to operating with non-humans and could use some real-world experience, so she is putting them under your command, Central over and out," Raymond said.
"Roger that Central orders received and understood, over and out," Sasha said and he pulled the jack lead from the radio before giving a subtle nod to the spider-woman.
The big spider-woman shiffled forwards on her eight large feet and one at a time she cut the Railroad heavy team down and spun them over so she could place them down on their feet.
"I sure don't feel like the best that the Railroad has to offer after being caught like a fucking puta," Racer said as the big spider-woman cut the strands binding her arms.
"Ahh do not take personally, Ebony here is a natural-born predator and an ambush specialist at that, is in her genes if you could not tell by looking at her and she is very good at what she does, she is natural Cossack," Sasha said as he stepped forwards and cut the web that was binding Postman's arms himself.
The big spider-woman who was called Ebony smiled revealing that she had fangs hidden behind those fluffy pedipalps of hers.
"I just want my team to be safe," she said.
"So I'm gonna guess you are one of those Archnakais that I've been hearing about?" Postman said turning to look at Ebony.
"Ahh I see you have heard of us, I'm guessing it's my little jumpy cousin doing his part for giving the species a good name still I see," Ebony said.
"Hard not to think that word of half-human half-spiders among our numbers now would not spread like fire of the wilds among the ground troops, like talking Deathclaws and of friendly bird-people," one of the other Cossacks said gesturing to his Avian comrades.
"Yes agreed, Free Peoples have very much done wonders for bringing plight of non-humans to attention of rest of us and I must say now I see it for myself I agree," Sasha said.
"You agree because now you get to look at fluffy bum with tail feathers," the other soldier said before another of them clouted him over the back of his head and made his armour ring like a bell.
"Is that jealousy I hear human boy?" the Condor woman said in an oddly proud-sounding voice.
"Damn right it is, Sasha is always lucky one, is it wrong to wish that I had pretty tail feathers to admire?" the soldier said rubbing the back of his helmeted head like the clout had actually hurt him.
"Then you are not looking hard enough," another of the avians said sourly, this one looked to be an owl and the human turned to look at her in confusion.
"But interspecies drama aside we are glad of help, this assassin as rat bastard as they may be is still very potent combatant," Sasha said.
"Yeah, I heard you say something about them having powers like Seven, isn't that the dude who leads the Free Peoples?" Postman said.
"Yup, he is super-powered human who from way that others in Free Peoples talk about him is both nicest and most scary person you could ever meet, he will help anyone who needs it no matter who they are and will punish any who do evil in his sight, stories they tell of him are incredible like him turning bad super mutants into meat blocks the size of pop cans with nothing but power of mind," Sasha said.
"And apparently he has pretty Deathclaw girl called Visa who loves him so much she will kill anyone who would dare look at him funny and he loves her so much that if anyone is stupid enough and brave enough to insult her that they do not have to worry about her vengeance, they do not live long enough to worry about it," other soldier said.
"She is a woman I can respect because all females regardless of species should stand proudly by their mate's side and be as prepared to defend him as he is her, if anyone would dare to insult my Sasha here in front of me they can count the seconds they will have eyes in their skull on one hand," the massive Condor-woman said puffing up her feathers in what was blatantly a display of Avian pride.
"And this assassin is like him!?" Broadsider exclaimed as he hoisted his massive cannon back up causing Ebony to start sizing the cannon up and comparing it to her own massive multibarreled gun.
"Yes," Sasha said.
"Oh boy this is going to be an interesting job boss," Broadsider said looking at the massive tarantula woman curiously.
"That it is," Postman said somewhat nervously.