[Angel was fascinated by all of the different cars that she saw. They all looked to be rather beat up, but they weren't nearly as best up as a lot of the cars she saw in the wasteland.
Also none of the engines were nuclear powered either. She was currently looking under the hood of what looked like an old fire truck. She really didn't know what she was looking at or how to fix any of it, but it was interesting none the less.
She pulled the key out of her pocket and looked at it. It had a keychain that looked like a tiny vault door with 101 on it. Very funny. She hadn't been back to the vault in years. Shrugging it off, she tried to open the driver's side door and it was stuck.]
Shit.
[Well, at leas the window was down. She began to pull herself up through the window. So there is a pair of legs sticking out of an old beat up firetruck. Help them out?]
Diner Daze
[So, guess who found the diner and is currently raiding the pantry. There isn't a lot left, but she's used to working with very little. And all of the stuff here isn't like what she's seen before.
She hummed a bit as she looked through what was left. Hearing steps, she stopped moving. She might not be in the Wasteland but she wasn't going to let her guard down.]
Hello?
[She called out, hoping it would be a friend and not a foe.]
[OOC: Life kicked me hard in the face the first TDM, so I'm back and Angel here has no memories of the first TDM.]
The Lone Wanderer || Fallout 3 || Lycan
[Angel was fascinated by all of the different cars that she saw. They all looked to be rather beat up, but they weren't nearly as best up as a lot of the cars she saw in the wasteland.
Also none of the engines were nuclear powered either. She was currently looking under the hood of what looked like an old fire truck. She really didn't know what she was looking at or how to fix any of it, but it was interesting none the less.
She pulled the key out of her pocket and looked at it. It had a keychain that looked like a tiny vault door with 101 on it. Very funny. She hadn't been back to the vault in years. Shrugging it off, she tried to open the driver's side door and it was stuck.]
Shit.
[Well, at leas the window was down. She began to pull herself up through the window. So there is a pair of legs sticking out of an old beat up firetruck. Help them out?]
Diner Daze
[So, guess who found the diner and is currently raiding the pantry. There isn't a lot left, but she's used to working with very little. And all of the stuff here isn't like what she's seen before.
She hummed a bit as she looked through what was left. Hearing steps, she stopped moving. She might not be in the Wasteland but she wasn't going to let her guard down.]
Hello?
[She called out, hoping it would be a friend and not a foe.]
[OOC: Life kicked me hard in the face the first TDM, so I'm back and Angel here has no memories of the first TDM.]