#// them: yeah we're gonna go play tonsil hockey
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@justificd ordered a murder egg combo
X6-88 can’t say he cares much for Diamond City. He has been here on assignment many times, between relaying orders to Kellogg and occasionally being the one sent to pick up McDonough’s reports. But he’d never spent much time in the city proper, out among the humans, until he started accompanying Father’s aunt on the surface.
She seems to have a fondness for it. In the beginning, she told him it was because of its resources, and as it’s a trade hub, X6-88 understood. But, in the recent month, she confessed to him that it was because sometimes, she needs to be around people. “Not that you’re not,” she’d immediately said, hands darting out to press against his lower arm. “I’m sorry. I didn’t phrase that right.” X6 took no offense, but knew what her response would be if he told her that, so he didn’t.
This time, they’re here so she can meet up with her... partner. X6-88 doesn’t understand why she has romantic or physical interest in the man, but it isn’t his place to question her. He will follow his orders, which are to remain in the Diamond City Market while she convenes with her partner in Home Plate.
X6 remains near the door like a guard, leaned up against the wall with his arms crossed. Waiting is not difficult for him. He will wait.
#justificd#muse ;; x6#rp ;; thread#// pours one out for the fic i've planned and will never write that we're using as the backdrop for this#// x6: it isnt my place to question you#// x6: questions her anyway#// x6: and judges her#// for the curious elle's ''boyfriend'' is deacon#// its a cover story#// so she can give him intel without x6 being suspicious#// them: yeah we're gonna go play tonsil hockey#// x6-88: ew. i'll be over there#// them: [trash talks the institute]
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