Nipton Mayor: Hey what are all those lottery tickets for

Vulpes Inculta:

ａｎｄ ｔｏｇｅｔｈｅｒ ｔｈe y ｗｅｒｅ ｆｏｒｅｖｅｒ

Being a writer is like telling someones story to the world. Like you are connected to an alternate universe, and the only link to get their journey/adventure out to you’re world. The story comes in pieces, and you can tell when the pieces don’t fit, which means they are not done telling it. Some come in one big chunk, others come in pieces. Aha. :]

"Not In My Vegas"

“I agree a thousand percent.”

Feels nice to have someone not be afraid of the NCR per usual.

When the shift ends, he arrive back home. Being greeted by Lilia’s beautiful face makes the long day worth it.

She greets him with cheek kisses and neck hugs. Shes a few years older than he, but shes tiny like Anneia, so she doesn’t look it. Her hair is dark, long and straight. And piercing blue eyes. Such a rare mixture. That only making her a better catch.

“How are you feeling?” Julien asks her.

She shrugs, still smiling, “As well as I can, I suppose. How was The Strip?”

Julien shrug similarly.

She giggles, kissing his cheek again, “Well, I can make your homecoming much better.”

As wonderful as that sounds, he knows he has to speak with his mother before she heads to bed.

“When I get back–okay?”

He’s afriad she’ll refuse him once he returns. But if he gets distracted it won’t get done at all. She sighs, letting him go where he needs to.

"Which Casino?"

She is happy to see her son, her eldest reflection of the love and time she's spent with her soulmate. Saturday was sent to bed early, he still having issues with his modifications.

So shes the only real voice of authority in this tent.

"The ultra lux."

"Ah, your employment place. Still proud of you, son."

Even though she knows the truth behind his employment "opportunity", she is proud he stuck it out regardless.

"Thanks mom. So, can we? It's our first foot into true Vegas territory!"

He's just as excited as she is to think of such a thing.

"I mean--yeah. I don't see why we can't put a foot or two in to help. Wait until the NcR get a load of us. But there's one thing: I go tomorrow, with you to speak to him."

"Uh--mom i--"

"Come on! It's a fantastic idea!"

Julien doesn't think it's a good idea. But they need this!

"Fine. No sass."

Anneia laughs, "of course not."

She plans to bring Danika and Vibius to throw the sass, if needed, of course.

Juliens shift is at 10 AM. They arrive to the Casino, being heavily eyeballed by tourists and NCR alike. Julien has then go to the back, and wait for him to send Prince their way.

As Julien did on his first dad, Anneia made a King reference. But Kings still a baby in comparison to Prince; he's Sass filled.

But Anneia is unknowing to this, yet.

What will his boss make of them? All the tribal markings and metal upon their faces?

"Are you going to ask for chocolate?" Danika asks Anneia.

Anneia smirks but ignores her. Of course not...not today.

Oh boy! This Prince character is rather intriguing; the hair and eyes. Hmm.

"Ave, I am Anneia. This is Danika and Vibius. The rest are the body guards available for hire. Nice to be of aquentences, Prince."

Does your muse

Fallout 4 rp blog for a sole survivor just trying to forget.

reblog this if your muse is Not Straight

“And that certain Red haired woman is very sorry and had no idea.”

KICKS ADDIE TO PLUTO SO YOU CAN’T BE TOGETHER

-kicks you to Mars.-

“Hey Kian...Anneia’s alone.””

Kian is obv tryin 2 be like me. Rude

Danika: Let’s play “Guess who Anneia’s REAL baby daddy is.”