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Mel nods.

“Thank you.” And for once she doesn’t sound like the tough woman the world has made her. She just sounds tired.

She takes her gun and puts it on the floor next to the couch. And lies down.

“If I fall asleep wake me.”

“It sounds like you admire her… are you two… you know…” the blonde asks.

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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“Well for starters I’m a woman.” Mel retorts. “Secondly I clearly don’t believe the same things you do. And I’ve been very disrespectful of your space and privacy.”

“A deathclaw? The massive…. Monster things?” Her eyes widen. “That’s impressive. Have you ever taken one down?”

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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She gives him some side eye. “I’m not taking anything you give me.”

She looks at his face and he seems to be earnestly in his desire to help her.

“And I’m keeping my gun near me so don’t try anything…” she adds. Though her resolve is crumbling. She can’t remember the last time she had a peaceful sleep.

Kate frowns. “If you need help. I may not look it but I can handle myself in a fight.”

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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“A couple of months. Two maybe. My baby was only a couple of weeks old…” she replies. Hugging herself.

“So if you’re just here with your friends. How long are you planning to stay?” She asks.

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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“Dull unless someone touches me or I move wrong.” Mel replies. “My body still thinks we just had a baby. Even though that was before the bombs fell…” she frowns.

“That’s terrible.” She replies softly. “Yes. I met a few on the way here. Luckily. I was near the city and the guards took them out. Though people aren’t that friendly anymore either.”

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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“Oh so you’re a genius and a moron good to know.” She retorts as she gets the helmet off.

There. Isn’t that better. I’ll get dressed before doing the rest.

There’s stretchmarks on her stomach and she seems as she’s coming down from drinking. To be embarassed. “I really shouldn’t drink.” She mutters to herself as she turns red and puts on her blue dress.

She hugs herself. The way she’s moving indicating pain.

“Caps?… like Bottle caps?” Kate seems confused. “Why would I keep bottle caps?”

“Are you staying in town?” She asks

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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“Tell me you at least have a layer of insulation between you and the metal.” Mel replies. She’s starting to sober up. But isn’t one to do things by halves. So she’s committed to this.

“Helmut…” the name rolls off her young like a melody. “You aren’t from around here are you?” She asks conversationally, her hand resting on his forearm for a moment as she laughs a bit. It’s an easy comforting laugh.

A few bystanders are looking at them. Probably because it’s strange to hear someone laugh.

Some of the guards can’t help staring. But they’re very much not staring at Zemo.

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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“I have a secret to tell you.” She replies as if she didn’t hear him. Going to grab a rag so she can protect herself from the hot metal.

“I’m pretty good at telling when people are lying. It’s like a superpower… and right now. I know you are. So I may be drunk and I may be crazy. But I promise I don’t bite.” She goes back to unscrewing bolts.

“I have to admit. The bugs are a bit alarming.” She replies. “But I’m more resilient than I look.” The woman smiles.

She reaches out to shake his hand.

“Kathleen Brown. But my friends call me Kate.”

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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“Here’s the deal. Either I take this off. Or you do. And if you do I’ll put my dress back on.” Amelia bargains. “I’m not having you pass out because you were too proud to let yourself be seen. That’s just stupid. And you seem to be smarter than some brotherhood of steel goon.”

Kathleen notices his presence before he even sits down and gives him one of her prettiest smiles.

“Good morning.” She has a British accent. Unusual here in Boston.

There’s a small. Barely noticeable bit of blood on the cuff of her left sleeve. It looks like it was washed off in a hurry.

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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She pulls her dress over her head. “Promise?” And with that. She goes to grab a wrench that appears to fit the bolts on his armor.

Sturges had taught her a thing or two.

She approached from his blind side and started unscrewing the bolt.

Meanwhile in the market. A young blonde woman makes her way to the noodle stand and orders some noodles. She’s trying really hard to be inconspicuous but she’s pretty. She’s clearly new. And she’s wearing a bright blue vault suit.

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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Mel thinks a moment before taking off the chain around her neck. On which are two wedding bands. And then she starts unbuttoning her dress.

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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“You’re an inventor?” She asks.

“I know plenty of ghouls. It’s nothing to be ashamed of… hell the only reason I’m not one is because I was a vaultie. Cryo vault. Research on the effects of long term cryogenic exposure.”

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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“And I didn’t consent to you grabbing me.” She counters. Following him into his house.

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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She follows him up the stairs. Keeping remarkable pace. Maybe because his armor makes him slow.

“Maybe you’re done but I’m not.” She argues.

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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Mel sighs.

She gasps going quite red when she’s moved. Before glaring and following him.

“Hey! We aren’t done talking wiseass!”

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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“Right. The people inside the safe city walls. The rich. More important than the ones outside on farmland who are being attacked by raiders. Or ghouls. My mistake.” She sasses.

“Maybe you should meet with Hancock. I think you need some waking up time the reality of the wasteland.”

“Piper. You know I love you. But you’re still young. And I’ve gone to school to learn doublespeak. To learn to see through propaganda.” Mel sighs.

“Nick talked to you lately? Anything about Shawn?”

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"

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“I’ll call you whatever I want. You see here in America we have this thing called free speech.” She replies condescendingly.

“So you haven’t even been here a month and yet you think you have what it takes to what, rule the world?” She asks.

“Maybe if you actually did a stint with the minutemen. Or spent some time trying to help people in goodneighbor get off chems. Or- I don’t know proves anything you’re saying.”

“Come on Piper. You’re supposed to be a journalist and you trust that the law he probably made is jsut to protect kids. Not to cover his own ass? No man should be judge jury and executioner. Those laws are unjust. Your people deserve the right to know what’s going on.” She’s approaching him now.

“Let me guess the press is probably on your payroll too.”

“What’s up bitches?” Mel stumbles into the VIP lounge in the third rail.

“How high are you?” John arches a brow.

“I’m not high.” Mel replies.

John stands up and smells her breath. “No but you’re drunk as a skunk.”

“My husband is dead and my baby is gone. Let me drink.” She replies trying to shove him away.

“Look. I get it. Life sucks. But let’s do something about it. Go kill some raiders or something. We all know I’m not against imbibing. But this has been goin on for weeks… Zee help me out here.” Hancock frowns.

@i-am-a-baron

Zemo thinks for a moment before deciding to take the offensive route, if she's mad at him she won't want another drink for a while. "If you keep drinking like that you'll have another kid to loose in this hellhole and no recollection of the father at all"