Fallout: The Ruined York (Open and Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"The only money I have is what my Dad left me. Three thousand." Alex answered with a roll of her eyes.
"I've gotten low on ammo after the fight. I haven't counted my shells as I've had no chance.
"As far as supplies, I'm currently having to ******** work for my damn meal because I'm not spending any of my father's caps. That was and IS to pay off the debt. Nothing more, nothing less."  

[Zahzi]

"So PERHAPS, we should sit back and WAIT until we're fully prepared, eh?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Oh please." Alex grunted, turning for the door.
"You don't need to lie to me all the time. I know what you really mean to say is, 'Well too bad. You get to stay down here anyway until you grow old and die.'" She mocked his voice, just before slamming the door shut as she to check on Will's condition.  

[Zahzi]

King just gave groan, face-palming.
"No, you idiot...."

Slade was still on a bed in Fitch's office.

Fitch was still in the process of removing bullets.
He had already removed half a pound worth..  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"How much more is left?" Alex asked quietly, standing at the far end of Fitch's office, wanting to avoid getting hurt as much as possible.  

[Zahzi]

Fitch looked over at Alex with a glare that could make even a Deathclaw pause.
He then pointed to the pail that held the extracted bullets.
"All from the chest. I haven't even begun digging through the ******** rest."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Just asking, no need to get mean.." Alex quietly sighed as she remained where she stood. Approaching Fitch without a good reason was just dumb and suicidal.  

[Zahzi]

"Why are you even here?" Fitch growled, still working.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"He's my unwanted bodyguard. And, King has asked me to make him human again." Alex sighed in reply, shifting her weight uncomfortably.
"I thought checking on him would help."  

[Zahzi]

"Well seeing as HALF of his body-weight is now in lead, I think we're a little FAR from that goal." Fitch grunted, continuing the process.

Slade was still motionless on the table, the mask still on his face.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...How good are you with scar tissue?" Alex suddenly asked.  

[Zahzi]

"I ain't a miracle-worker, kid. I can patch him up, but that's all I can do." Fitch grunted.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"But is it possible for you to..." She paused, rolling her wrist as she tried to think of the proper way to describe it.

"...Can't you... Essentionally cut off the scars and leave behind normal and unscarred skin? You know, like how my skin is."  

[Zahzi]

"Ya need ********' lasers for that." Fitch replied.
"Sure, we got a good setup with King's convenient connections and all, but you have to knock on the Brotherhood's door for that s**t."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And where does one find the Brotherhood?"