Major Joy left after she got a promise out of me, and despite how strange and worrying this was, I still promised her that I would one day go to New Vegas with her. Well, I agreed mostly because I plan to visit that city one day, and having someone like her with me would give me some easy access to the best protection one could ask for, after all, who knows how many idiots are waiting in ambush outside of the city.
The only problem that Amanda threw to us was the unconscious scribe that she left, saying that we were the ones that caught him and not her. If that wasn't a way of having us own her one then I don't know what to say anymore.
I could only shake my head hoping that the time for this meeting would come as far away in the future as possible, I turned to look at Beagle, who was picking all of the weapons those initiates had on them and piled them next to the wall. Unfortunately, for us, those brotherhood people were just a little better than the NCR in terms of armament, but way below the standards of the brotherhood from what Vito and Amanda told me. Even though these weren't the best-armed members of this group, in the end, we still got two four laser pistols and one laser rifle that belonged to the knight, as well as some Assault carbines that had seen better days and one shotgun.
However, the cherry on top was the power armor that we got off the knight, thought it would need some serious repairs if I want to make this thing work at all. Besides those things, there was almost nothing else in the entire building to take with us. As for the station itself, the NCR would come and take it for themselves once we return to the Outpost, making our contribution even greater if those guys could repair it.
"Is that all?"
"Sadly. I wish we could have got more of these beauties. "
"Even if they had more laser weapons, what could we do with so many of them anyway? Besides, the ammo and maintenance for those things are hard to come by."
"Dante, oh Dante, you forget one simple thing that everyone, and I mean everyone smart does when they have a surplus of weapons. Selling those weapons would get us quite a hefty amount of caps if we can find the right buyers."
"You are a mistake here, Beagle. Selling those high-quality weapons would be a waste, after all, you know what I want to do once I gather enough caps, right?"
"Of course, I know, but then why would you keep the weapons? Wouldn't it be better to sell them so that you could achieve your dream faster?"
"I don't want to be rude, but for someone as smart as you, you don't exactly think things out of the box no?"
Beagle looked at me as if I just killed his whole family before he rolled his eyes at me, still waiting for me to continue my explanation.
"Look at things from my perspective. If I manage to start a business that would make me into something more than just a merc in the wasteland, I will need people to defend my business as well as all of the people that would work for me and that need weapons, good weapons that would not break down after the first bullet is fired."
For some reason, Beagle choose to stay silent before he returned to his previous job of gathering the loot from those bodies, double-checking every single one of them for something that he might have missed. By the time we returned to the outpost, Major Knight and Ranger Jackson were already waiting for us near the gate, smiling widely when they saw what Vito was carrying on his shoulder.
As much as I would have loved to take the power armor with us, it was night impossible for either one of us to carry that almost one ton and because of that we had to leave it to our good friends, the Silvers which with the help Jackson hide the power armor in the police stations, away from the prying eyes of the NCR or as a matter of fact from the prying eyes of anyone
When the Major and Ranger duo saw us walking into the Mojave, both of them greeted us, before their eyes darted toward the unconscious scribe.
"Look and behold, Christmas came early this year."
"I take you four had a great day since you even brought us a gift."
"They weren't that hard to take out if you know what I mean."
"I wonder… anyways, what are you guys planning to do with this fine gentleman?"
"He's yours, Major. Me and friends would rather not be anywhere near him when he wakes up, since there's a chance he might escape, and having the brotherhood after our heads would be the last thing anyone would want."
"Well then, as a reward for your excellent results, you guys just earned a trip to New Vegas, courtesy of Major Joy."
Despite this sounding like a reward, the forced smile on Knight's face told me that this was anything but a reward, then again maybe this would not be all that bad considering how New Vegas was always the first major place I wanted to visit.
After handing the scribe to Jackson, we all went to dump our equipment in our corner before Vito and Beagle went to drink something inside leaving me alone to think about all of the possible situations we would encounter in New Vegas.
Since we are going to New Vegas whether we like it or not, one of the first problems I think we would face would be Mr. House. No one knows anything about the man other than what his robots say and look at. Besides, from all I know, the man might just be one of the most dangerous people in the entire desert or the savior of humanity. After that comes the problem of buying or renting proprieties inside his city, which I reckon would be night impossible to accomplish. Then again, the second best option would be to take over the outskirts of the city and start from there or even start further away from that city. However, for now, those problems are for future me to worry about, until then I might just rest and enjoy the rest of the day, after all, who knows what the future holds for me.
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