FNV: Breath Work
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100wordsTitle: Breath Work
Fandom: Fallout: New Vegas (Courier 6 & Dean Domino)
Rating: PG
Notes: Idk man it's just weirdly infuriating watching Dean blithely smoke away valuable currency.
The ghoul sat and smoked Larkin's survival in long, lazy draws. She thought about killing him. Impossible thought. Their collars hummed merry harmony; satisfaction in switching to a solo act wasn't worth her head blowing off.
She dropped the valuable head onto her knees, only half theatre. Aching lungs, sweat-fogged eyes - all real.
A push, testing: "Cloud's really gettin' to me. You want to go ahead-"
A pull, instant: "Take all the time you need. No sense breaking up the band. We're making such grand progress." He smiled thinly, smoke-wreathed. Ten caps a puff. "Eh, partner?"
Rifle, Larkin thought. Bear-trap. Switchblade.
Fandom: Fallout: New Vegas (Courier 6 & Dean Domino)
Rating: PG
Notes: Idk man it's just weirdly infuriating watching Dean blithely smoke away valuable currency.
The ghoul sat and smoked Larkin's survival in long, lazy draws. She thought about killing him. Impossible thought. Their collars hummed merry harmony; satisfaction in switching to a solo act wasn't worth her head blowing off.
She dropped the valuable head onto her knees, only half theatre. Aching lungs, sweat-fogged eyes - all real.
A push, testing: "Cloud's really gettin' to me. You want to go ahead-"
A pull, instant: "Take all the time you need. No sense breaking up the band. We're making such grand progress." He smiled thinly, smoke-wreathed. Ten caps a puff. "Eh, partner?"
Rifle, Larkin thought. Bear-trap. Switchblade.
