Fallout: The Ruined York (Open and Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...So now I'm being ignored... AWESOME."  

[Zahzi]

Brad, on the other hand, was sitting back on a subway bench, whether he was taking a nap or resting up was unknown....  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Soooo... Still think she's mad at you?" HK cooed, suddenly sliding up to Brad from behind.  

[Zahzi]

"I can permanently turn your sound box off....Remember that...." Brad groaned, the alcohol he had somehow found is way to, now at his feet-seven bottles of 50-proof whiskey- and now empty...  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And my scanners tell me you're too drunk to even get off that bench. Meatbag."  

[Zahzi]

The mechanical limb latched onto HK.
"Oh..?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"So you can grab me. Now stand up."  

[Zahzi]

"Don't need to stand up to rip out a box...."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Stand up, p***y."  

[Zahzi]

"Last I checked, you don't even have a spine...."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Not a real one anyway."  

[Zahzi]

"Yeah, so a spineless box of bolts better shut the hell up..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"What are you going to do, drunk monkey?"  

[Zahzi]

Brad then opened the chassis of HK and began searching for something...  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

HK's hands then clamped down onto Brad's arm, keeping him from moving it or his hand.
"Bad monkey. Very bad. No reaching into me."