Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-24416658-20160617071659/@comment-24416658-20161230073402

The bartender sighed, rolling her eyes.

"Your funeral." She muttered, as she turned to look over her bottles. Pyrrha continued smiling.

"Vault 20 is a strange one," the red-haired girl said, "It's said the creatures there all have green eyes. Apparently, they go on four limbs and have completely black heads. Their bodies are misshapen, as if they used to be human. And they come in all shapes and sizes. They feed on anything, no matter what it is, and they never come out of the Vault except at night. I heard a pack of the things once took down two deathclaws. Like they were nothing. Apparently, they have blades on all limbs, and some of them spit fire!" Penelope interrupted Pyrrha with her laughter.

"You cannot be serious!" she said, holding her head in one hand, "That sounds as ridiculous as aliens visiting the planet! It's a Vault, they're probably just some Ghouls. I've seen Ferals kill Deathclaws before, it's just a matter of how many there are." Pyrrha shrugged.

"They may just be stories," she admitted, looking around at the group, "But I got them from a guy that went there and lived. Said he'd never seen anything like it before. According to him, there's some awesome tech in the lower levels, but he wasn't able to reach it." Penelope scoffed, and Alexander stood, pinching his eyes closed.

"Okay, well," he groaned, "We're here for a few days anyway. You guys can do as you want. I'm going to stay here, drink some more, and get a room. Enjoy." Without another word, Alexander went to the bar, grabbed a drink, and headed out, towards Holly's Hotel. Pyrrha watched him go.

"I'll let you guys think it over anyway," she said, "Tomorrow, meet me at the ruined schoolhouse, about a half mile north of here. Silo's got itself another building for teaching, so that one's just abandoned." With a smile and wink, she downed what was left of her drink and headed outside.