[X] (PER/INT) It's part of the subway system, right? Search the surrounding area for some sort of maintenance entrance, it probably won't be as heavily guarded.
As funny as it would be to pull a
Bavarian Fire Drill, you get the feeling Subaru would veto it immediately. The fact that you left your disguise kit back home certainly doesn't help. Oh well, the smart option it is, then. "Gangsters always go in loud, so they'd be expecting any intruders to do the same. Therefore, any non-obvious entrances wouldn't be as heavily guarded. We should look for a maintenance entrance somewhere in the vicinity," you propose. Subaru nods approvingly.
"Good plan. We don't exactly have a map of the system, but we can just check all the manholes."
After taking stock of all the supplies Subaru brought, the three of you set out into the city's ruins. There's a lot of time to kill on the way to Boston Common, which you elect to pass by making observations about your surroundings. You notice that the price of gas on a sign is absurdly high; the world must have been running out of oil before everything went to hell. In fact, it's highly likely that's
why the world is in ruins now. Meanwhile, Piper is passing the time by recounting some of the adventures she's had in her line of work.
"... So I traced the water back to its source, through the old sewers, and what do I find? Some Children of Atom cultists, sitting around like they owned the place. It didn't take long for them to find me too, unfortunately. Turns out they weren't exactly fans of the press," she regales.
You snort. "Gee, I wonder why?"
Piper laughs along. "I know, right? I always say that you're not a successful reporter until someone threatens your life. And I'm
very successful." She preens a bit before continuing her story. "Anyway, in order to atone for my trespassing, the cultists decided to sacrifice me to Atom. I'm kneeling in front of a huge sewage pipe, about to get shoved in… When suddenly, I blurt out, 'Atom! He reveals Himself!' And they
bought it! They pull me back from the ledge and then gave me their induction ceremony. You're looking at an official acolyte of Atom," she smirks.
Subaru balks. "Is
that why you have that atom tattoo on your… Uh, never mind."
You nearly throw out your back from laughing so hard.
Several minutes later, Subaru stops you. "Hold up a second. See that over there?" She points down the street towards a blocked off area with several mesh bags filled with rotting meat. There are bones scattered around, and the alley is lit with the glow of flaming barrels. "This is super mutant territory. We need to turn back and find a way around; there's no way in hell I'm letting you bring Piper through there."
You nod and start backing away.
I have no idea what a super mutant is, but if this is how they choose to decorate, I don't think I want to, you muse. Suddenly, you spot movement. The biggest,
greenest dog you've ever seen trundles out from around a corner and locks eyes with you. It throws its head back, letting out a sound like a war horn as Subaru grabs your arm. "We've been spotted! RUN!"
You happily oblige.
You're chased by Bruce Banner's pit bull for about two blocks before it decides you've been sufficiently deterred, and the three of you collapse against a wall to catch your breath. "What the fuck was that thing?!" You wheeze. Seriously, what were they feeding that dog to make it so buff?! It looked like one of those photoshopped "has science gone too far" clickbait ads you'd see on a shady website!
"That," Piper explains between deep breaths, "was a mutant hound. Super mutants keep 'em around as guard dogs. If we hadn't gotten out of there as quickly as we did, that howl would have drawn those big green bastards right to us."
By this point, the sun is beginning to set. Subaru takes notice of this and quickly comes up with a plan. "All right, we should find a place to spend the night before it gets dark. Luckily, I know a place right near Boston Common that should do nicely." She stands and helps Piper up before dusting herself off. Realization flashes in the reporter's eyes.
"Oh, I think I know where you're talking about! It's that
other Nuka-Cola themed diner, right?" Piper asks. The officer nods.
"The Nu Cafe Ola may not be the Left Field Diner, but it'll do for tonight." With that, Subaru takes point and leads you deeper into the city. As you walk, you take note of several locations you may want to visit later. The Combat Zone, Hubris Comics, Boston Public Library… Those seem interesting. You wish you had your own map, rather than having to rely on Subaru's. You don't think she'd appreciate you drawing on
her map.
Eventually, you find the cafe your fellows mentioned. It's a small, two-story building with a simple red sandwich board sign out front. "Refreshing Nuka-Cola™ served here," it cheerfully says. The three of you head inside as night falls across the Commonwealth.
The interior is a sea of red and white, with every single piece of furniture themed to this illustrious Coca-Cola equivalent. "Oi, Iris! You around?" Subaru calls out, and you immediately deduce the owner's identity. You don't have to be the world's greatest detective to recognize the woman who rushes down the stairs as this timeline's IRyS. Sure, she's human and both her eyes are blue instead of one being pink, but you'd recognize that face anywhere. She's joined by a blonde woman you
don't recognize, wearing a faded green t-shirt with cartoonish representations of a bottle and bottle cap on the front. She also has a pair of bottle cap-shaped sunglasses on her head.
Iris smiles at Subaru and waves cheerfully. "Heya, Officer! Table for three?" She asks, already steering the three of you to a booth. Without waiting for an answer, she begins rattling off a selection of menu items and dinner specials, with the policewoman unable to get a word in edgewise. She shoots Piper a pleading look.
The reporter smirks with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "So, Iris. You finally landed a girlfriend?" She says casually, gesturing towards the blonde woman. Without even raising her voice, her question cuts through the rambling and the entire room is instantly silenced.
The blonde laughs and steps forward. "Nah, I'm just a tourist passing through. Iris was just showing me her amazing collection of Nuka-Cola memorabilia!" She extends a hand.
"Sierra Petrovita, owner of the Nuka-Cola Museum in the Capital Wasteland! Perhaps you've heard of it?" Your party exchange glances and shake your heads in sync. "Oh, it's really something! If you're ever in the area around Girdershade, make sure you stop by!" This Sierra girl's optimism would be a match for the Subaru you know back home.
Iris clears her throat and forces the blush from her cheeks. "R-right. Now, what can I get ya?" She asks, putting on a more professional attitude.
After a few minutes, your orders are brought to the table by Iris. Piper is given a hot bowl of Blamco Mac and Cheese, Subaru has an omelet, and you are handed a salisbury steak sandwich. It's steak, they couldn't possibly fuck this up, right?
Oh god.
They
can and they
did. You can taste the amount of preservatives in this. This shit has enough chemicals in it that it could have sat on a shelf for centuries, and given the state of the world around you, it very well might have. Regardless, you keep eating. Nourishment is more important right now, and you don't want to cause a scene.
After begrudgingly finishing your sandwich, you try to find something to talk about to pass the time until turning in for the night.
PICK TWO:
[ ] (LUCK) Ask Iris if she's seen Ollie. It's a longshot, but you never know.
[ ] Ask Piper about some of the buildings you passed on the way here. You're morbidly curious about this "Combat Zone" place.
[ ] Ask Sierra more about her hobby. Her shirt mentions a "Nuka-World," is this Coca-Cola equivalent also a Disney equivalent somehow?
[ ] Ask Subaru if she has more information on Goodneighbor.
FINALLY. By the way, funny bit of behind-the-scenes trivia for you guys: Originally, I wrote that Amelia ordered the mac and cheese. It wasn't until almost a week later that I remembered she has a gluten allergy and hastily swapped her order out for the Salisbury steak sandwich. Wouldn't want to handicap her right before her first "dungeon" crawl, right? ![Wink ;) ;)](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)