No sense in anything else when survival was the top priority. “ Leo, please, stop…” Or was it the vault? “ What was that, Leo? No, thats a bad idea.” Keep going. The occasional bighorner would tie her over until she got home. Unfortunately, the desert wasn’t the most generous supplier. Lily: The problem with being 10 feet tall is you needed more food and water to keep going. The army he built from nothing, that threw him to the dogs. He was dehydrated and overheated… his blood was running thick… Nowhere to go… Both the NCR and the Legion would take his head. Half covered in bandages covering long burnt and blistering skin, raw due to sunburns. Joshua: No town would offer him shelter and no man would give him water. The cacti would tie him over for water, and digging under the sand to sleep would prevent sunburn and freezing to death. North… hungry… Yes, yes, food is north! Go! Go north…įollows-Chalk: How ironic that a man named after his internal compass would be lost in the desert. Food- Listen to me! Utobitha is north of here. No, what we need is water and shelter from this sun. The damnation he had endured was finally over. If anything, dying in this desert was luck. The good fortune of being trapped in a maze of crumbling buildings, once meant to house glorious festivities. He sneered. “Luck.” Ah yes, the luck of watching your world crumble around you. But it seemed like his luck had finally run out. He had survived nuclear bombs, toxic gas, and shambling corpses looking to tear him apart. Sunburnt and dehydrated, she refused to die.ĭean: Death was something Dean was good at avoiding. She didnt spend years in the Big Empty and Sierra Madre to die from thirst. The desert was an unforgiving place, empty to anyone who didn’t know where to look. The most alien feeling was being lost in the open. The maze of invisible walls, turning you this way and that, was nothing new. Death’s embrace was a gift.Ĭhristine: The solitude was nothing new. Her blood plasma levels were too low, it turned to sludge in her veins. Alongside the dizzying illness that had overtaken her, Cass’s heart problems acted up. His life could be held onto for a little while longer.Ĭass: Have you ever had a hangover while dehydrated and half starved in the middle of some god-forsaken desert? No? Lucky you. After what felt like weeks, staying alive by drinking from the odd barrel cacti that he found, he saw a small group of NCR soldiers on the horizon. He had a broken leg and a sunburn that stung like the devil’s nails. He was trapped in a bowl of sand, never getting any closer to the edge. The only landmarks were the dozens of mountains that never moved, fading into each other. Slugging his way through the vast emptiness of the southwest. He didnt have the strength to get back up.īoone: He never expected to die this way. He stumbled and tripped over himself, collapsing in the dirt. Knowing you can survive up to three hours in extreme climate, or that human cells start to die at 120 degrees wont do him any good now. He kept muttering the rule of threes to himself as he searched for someone… anyone. All logic in Arcade’s mind was driven out by panic, replaced by facts. Or at least know how to avoid getting lost in the first place. Arcade: You would think a followers doctor would know how to survive lost in the desert.
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