Fallout: The Ruined York (Open and Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"This will be my only trip, I promise. If something comes up, it can wait for Slade."  

[Zahzi]

"Good...You're learning..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"This is a priority. It could not wait for him."  

[Zahzi]

"Maybe...But still a bad idea..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I could not risk thieves digging through my home, stealing or even damaging these relics, looking for possible wealth within my house. To lose these things would be more devastating than my father's death." Alex said, staring straight at the house.  

[Zahzi]

"Life is more important than objects."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"These things are few things I will have left of my father..."  

[Zahzi]

"You have memory."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Memories can fade with age. These items are heirlooms from my father. I could never forgive myself if I let them go."  

[Zahzi]

"...Then why didn't you get any before..?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Slade wouldn't allow it. He just wanted to move. I couldn't even get a moment to stop and think about all that had happened and was happening. I just had to go. When I refused, wanting a moment, he knocked me out." Alex sighed, pulling up her shirt enough to show a massive bruise on her abdomen from Slade had punched. Though he only hit her once, the bruise covered her entire stomach.  

[Zahzi]

"Yep... Definitely a mark he'd make..." Brad said, before looking back over at the house.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Hurts to ******** breath now too..." Alex groaned, slumping over.  

[Zahzi]

"Well, next time a man in a mask armed to the teeth with bullets on his coat tells you to do something, you're gonna do it, huh?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Only if he is Slade." Alex grunted.