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[vagabondofthewastes]

[Sniping feral ghouls from a roof.]

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[the_price_of_freedom]

[ Lone travelers in the DC area seemed few and far between, but where they existed, those few seemed capable indeed. One figure observed another, helmet and armor obscuring their identity, while the other seemed all too notable: a woman on a roof, picking off zombies with precision. Impressive. ]

[ The question now was: how to make contact? It seemed the straightforward option was necessary. Revving their cycle, the figure rode forward into the woman's line of sight, taking potshots at any feral that came close enough to pose a threat. ]

[vagabondofthewastes]

[At first Mildred startled at the sound of an engine revving along with a figure suddenly coming into view of her dingy scope. She didn't fire but she observed them taking out the feral ghouls that got near.

She lowered the scope and furrowed her brows, unsure if this person was a threat or not. Though threats didn't tend to waste any time shooting at her regardless of there being other enemies around to contend with. The people she has come across in the wastes since she's been out here have mostly been crazy. Even the normal ones seemed off. She kind of liked it.

The roof of the building was low enough that she could safely vault over the small edge and onto a closed dumpster, lifting her rifle to fire at the last remaining ghoul that had been coming over to check out the ruckus. She climbed off the dumpster while her gaze remained on the stranger, eyeing the armor and the cycle, features wary.]

Nice ride.

[the_price_of_freedom]

Fixed 'er myself. [The voice is modulated, hard to identify. It's a difficulty shared across all powered armors.]

Saw you on the roof. Pretty good aim.

[vagabondofthewastes]

[She practically strains her ears to try and identify the voice but no such luck. It's a little disconcerting, but she tries to ignore it.

She's actually impressed that someone could fix up a working ride in this place.]

Practice makes perfect. [She casts a glance to one of the fallen ghouls.] Luckily there's lots to practice on around here.

that was the wrong account urgh

[the_price_of_freedom]

I've been noticing that. [Sighing, the tall (6'4") figure removed their helmet, revealing the blond hair and woman's face underneath.]

Seems like a pain in the ass.

it happens to the best of us

[vagabondofthewastes]

[She takes a moment to examine the woman's face once the helmet is removed. Suddenly her posture is mildly less tense.]

A pain in the ass? Maybe. If you're not into constant action.