Fallout: The Ruined York (Open and Accepting)

[Zahzi]

"...You try a cup made out of titanium..?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"She broke it... And dented her foot."  

[Zahzi]

"REINFORCED Titanium..?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"That's about as rare as compassion in Bathsheba."

Bathsheba let out a feral growl, her fingers twitching violently...  

[Zahzi]

Brad then began digging through the pack on his back, pulling out a queer-looking piece.
"This was supposed to be for some robot I was probably going to scrap anyway. Try that." he said, passing off the cod piece.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...And you PROMISE this will protect my gnads..?"  

[Zahzi]

"If it can stop a BULLET, it can stop a foot."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And it's mine now." Bathsheba growled, snatching the object from Ben's hands.

"And we don't need your services," she added, tucking the cup away into her pocket.  

[Zahzi]

"..It seems like your brother does..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"He's perfectly fine the way he is!"  

[Zahzi]

Brad looked down at him.
"...Are you?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I WANT A FACE AGAIN!" Ben bawled at Brad's feet.  

[Zahzi]

"...I think he wants it." Brad said, looking at Bathsheba.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Then we'll have Morris build it. He's been working on us - he knows our bodies."  

[Zahzi]

Morris looked up, shaking his head.