Fallout: The Ruined York (Open and Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"GO HOME."  

[Zahzi]

Brad then grabbed her, lifted her into the air and began to shake her violently.
"I CAN'T! DON'T YOU GET IT!? I'M GONNA DIE EITHER WAY, AND IF I STAY THERE I'LL DIE FASTER!!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Brad was then slapped in the back of his head.

"Be calm idiot, or else this whole idea goes up in bigger flames than Slade could possibly make in Hell." HK grunted, staring dully down at him.  

[Zahzi]

"Gonnadiegonnadiegonnadie....." Brad whimpered, putting Alex down and going into a fetal position on the ground.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Alex rolled her eyes, before she headed East, leaving Brad alone.  

[Zahzi]

Rud watched her leave before picking Brad up and following after them.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Alex said nothing, and only continued on her way eastward.  

[Zahzi]

Slade, during this time, had gone back to the Tavern for his usual drink.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"WHERE THE HELL IS THE b***h WITH MY FOOD?!" A drunk groaned loudly, slouched over his table with a glare.  

[Zahzi]

Slade merely looked over at the drunkard, giving a grunt but more or less ignoring him.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"YOU!" The drunkard barked, pointing at Slade. "SHE'S YOUR RESPONSIBILITY! WHERE IS SHE?!"  

[Zahzi]

"Why should I care if she tends to layabouts like you?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Well, she hasn't showed up for work today." A bartender pitched in.

"I know she sometimes goes out of town, but that's only with you. And, well, you're here, so it's unusual she's not..."  

[Zahzi]

Slade just stared at him.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Is... Something wrong?" The barkeep asked slowly, stepping back from Slade.