Fallout: The Ruined York (Open and Accepting)

[Zahzi]

Brad's arm then latched onto HK, dragging him out of the Tavern and down the streets towards a large garage in front of a house.
"Let's go, tin can~"  

[cptflint]

"Yes," Dent replied. "Guai meat..."
"Salisbury steak please, and two beers," Malice said. "Sorry we couldn't help you back there," she said. "But that Slade guy kicked our asses pretty good."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

((LEVI. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD STOP SAYING BEAR. THAT'S A HAIRY CREATURE THAT MAULS YOU! YOU WANT BEER YOU IDIOT! B-E-E-R gonk *cries in a corner*))

"I'm not going anywhere." HK grunted, jerking his arm away from Brad.
"You have nothing to offer me that will make me let you work on me."

"Trust me. Nothing can help me." Alex sighed in a depressed manner, walking away from them.
"I'll be back with your beers and meals shortly.."  

[Zahzi]

"Oh, but I dooooo~" Brad said, his mechanical arm latching onto HK this time so he could not escape as he continued to drag him.  

[cptflint]

((Sorry my dyslexia doesn't know the difference...))

"Alright I'll be waiting," she said, then turned to her brother. "Hoe can you eat Guai meat? That stuff is gross..."
"It's good for you," he replied. "Sort of..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

((Dyslexia my a**. That's laziness. =.= I KNOW you can do it. You just won't.))

"Then what is it?" HK growled.
"Tell me or I blast off your head."

"Good afternoon...Slade." Alex sighed.
"How can I help you?"  

[Zahzi]

"Tell him the 'Usual'..." Slade said, looking up at her.

Brad merely whistled as he continued toward the garage. His hand had been gripping onto one of HK's weak points. Had HK fired, his systems would crash from the sudden overload in one section of his mainframe.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"What? No comments from you?" Alex asked, tilting her head. "I'm shocked. I thought you woulda thrown a fit because I left the house."

"Where did you learn this..." HK growled, glaring down at Brad's hand.  

[Zahzi]

"While you work here, I can keep an eye on you." Slade said bluntly.

"You'll see~"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And when you're working?"

"TELL ME, MEATBAG."  

[Zahzi]

"Well seeing as my previous client betrayed me for caps, I appear to be free for awhile..." Slade said, his knife embedded into the center of the table, covered in blood.

"Well, years ago, I stumbled onto your blueprints." Brad said, now that they were in his garage.
"It's also part of that proposition."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...I'm not going to ask why the knife is bloody, and my question remains the same. What of the next client? I'll be here alone." Alex sighed, looking around.

"And I've felt eyes on me all day. I'm sure if you were gone there'd be hands with those eyes."

"Get to the point already! Stop stalling."  

[Zahzi]

"Your robot is to no longer leave this city while I am gone."

"I can remove those nasty little weaknesses and increase your damage ratio by tenfold."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Yes, but he has AI, and freewill. He won't be following me CONSTANTLY."

"And what do you want in exchange?"  

[Zahzi]

"He will."

"I want to be your mechanic."