Geo appears, riding on her Titan and wearing an orange and white hoodie with red scarf. Behind her are two other people, a bit back on the trail.
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You see Fox dragging Blaze to a refreshment table. She waves to you.
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Geo waves back, and takes a look around.
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Around you, is a massive, Victorian styled, overgrown courtyard. There’s plenty of places to sit, and a massive table holding all the food that comes to mind.
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Geo slides down her Titan, and motions for Shelby to follow her to the refreshments.
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Blaze has started drinking from a bottle. “How are you Geo?” Fox asks.
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“Good. It’s my day off.” She tugs at the scarf, in an attempt to reposition it. Afterwards, she looks over at the trail.
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“Nice! Do you have any costume ideas?”
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“No, not really. So, you made all this?”
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Fox nods. “Blaze and I both did.”
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“Seems like it would take a while.” Geo turns towards the entrance, where Nightingale and an NCR Ranger are just arriving. “Took you long enough!”
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Fox tilts here head. “Are those your friends? I don’t think I’ve met them.”
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Edited by UnwiseGeoduck84: 10/4/2020 2:56:59 AM“Yeah, you probably haven’t. Though, they did help banish the weird thing controlling you. I think the one clad in black, Nightingale, has it.” The two approach.
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Fox smiles. “Hi, I’m Foxglove.”
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The Ranger simply nods his head. “I’m Jackson, and this is Nightingale.” Nightingale looks up, quickly hiding a revolver, and waves one hand. “Hi!”
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“Nice to meet you two! Blaze has told me all about you!”
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Nightingale seems a little nervous at this, but it hardly shows. “He has now, has he?”
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Fox nods. “Yup!”
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“Okay, well, what has he told you.” Jackson notices something is off, and checks his holster, before glaring at Nightingale, while Geo and Shelby suppress a chuckle.
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“Um.....really just that you sneak around and steal things.”
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“Uh, maybe?” She sighs, and passes back the revolver to Jackson.
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“Are you okay?”
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Shelby and Geo burst out laughing, and even Jackson grins. “Oh, i’m sure she’s perfectly fine.” Says Shelby. Nightingale sighs. “Everyone judges my profession these days.”
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“Oh. Sorry.
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“It’s fine. It is illegal after all.”
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“Well yeah....” Blaze starts to laugh.