#fallout oc: Lydia Delacroix

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Raul: Hey boss, you’re from Canada right?

Lydia: yup.

Raul: Can you settle something between me, Gannon and Veronica here, Do you have deathclaws up north? She says yes, but we say no because you told us it’s always winter down there now, reptiles and snow don’t mix well.

Lydia: *looks sick* Okay, I want you guys to picture hunting in a frozen wasteland, It’s night time the aurora lights are painting up the area a beautiful mélange of dark blues and bright purples...a Rabbit hops passed as you think “it’s gonna be a good night...” then you hear that all too familiar bone rattling roar, and then there’s a rotten stench in the air, it saw you before you saw it. your eyes frantically look around the irradiated tundra... then you see it a large gnarling mass of Death, claws...and fur.

 [Takes a drink from her canteen]

Raul:...are you...are you trying to say you guys have wooly-Deathclaws up north?

Lydia: Yeah, life finds a way and it’s fucking terrifying, Also our Brahmin are hairy too, we use their wool to make clothes, also have giant beavers instead of mole-rats, and rad-wolves instead of nightstalkers...and frogs instead of geckos and two headed moose.

[the three listen intently to the difference between the Mojave and the Canadian wasteland.] 

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[During Cass’s quest]

Lydia: Look I know the Van Graffs and Crimson caravan screwed you over, But Cass, you’re talking about starting a turf war between them! someone innocent could get killed!

Cass: Wouldn't that be nice.

Lydia: Cass, is this you talking or the liquor?

Cass: Lydia...*takes a long drink of whiskey* I am the liquor.

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Dean Domino: [Talking to himself while walking through the desert] Because you let her, you let Lydia push your buttons. That's why you stormed off with no map, gun, means of communication, or lifesaving water. And that's why you died in the desert. *pause* Holy shit I'm gonna die in the desert. *Gasps* Just like Lydia’s talking gecko said!

[Flashback to the cafe Dean and Lydia resting and eating Mac & cheese and canned peaches, as Lydia is talking about the time she fought a giant fire bear while, tripping on Datura root tea and how a talking gecko told her the future.]

Dean Domino: How. Would I ever. Die in a dessert? *opens bottle of water and takes a drink.*

[Back to the present]

Dean Domino: Well, *shrugs* pretty close.

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[After leaving the Sierra Madre together Lydia brings Dean up to speed on the Mojave’s new wildlife.]

Dean Domino: So what do these “Deathclaws” eat?

Lydia Delacroix: EVERYTHING! THEY EAT EVERYTHING! And fear is their bacon bits! ...Also bacon is now Mole rat, Get use to it!

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Joshua Graham: Lydia, I'd like you to remember Matthew 7:26. "The foolish man who built his house upon the sand."

Lydia Delacroix:  And you remember.....Da..um, Matthew... 21:17.

Joshua Graham: [Bemused]  "And he left them and went out of the city, into Bethany, and he lodged there?"

Lydia Delacroix: Yeah..... Think about it.

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[Lydia’s sources tell her someone’s planning to rob the Tops during a dance contest,She knows it’ll take a thief to catch a thief and asks her old friend Dean for help.]  

Cass: *to Arcade*Okay. [Groans] Ho, hoo. How did you manage to step on both of my feet at the same time?

Arcade: I'm horrible at this. When can we stop? 

Cass: I'm horrible at this... 

Arcade:I know, I know. Title of my s*x holotape. 

Cass: Huh, well done. Title of my s*x holotape. 

Arcade: Oh, my God, look at Lydia and that Domino guy!

[Cass, Arcade and half the Tops watch Dean and Lydia dance the tango impressively.]

Arcade: They could really win this thing. 

Cass: How did you get so amazing at dancing? 

Lydia: Guys, focus. Dean found a back stairway over there. 

Dean: And spin! [Lydia spins away then back to Dean who dips her] 

*the other contestants clap*

Arcade: *in awe* Who is she?

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[Vulpes and Lydia accidently get thrown into the strip’s jail after an incident, just after Vulpes warns that the Legion has been spying on her a woman rushes passed the redhead almost knocking her down.

the woman drops her bag in the process and the courier picks the bag up calling the woman only for a scary amount of chems & chips to fall out of the bag, Next thing they know Vulpes and Lydia are surrounded by MPs and hauled to jail for suspicion of robbery and chem smuggling.

the police chief believes that they’re innocent, but until they can get the footage from the Securitron the two are stuck there. While moping about this the chief’s wife comes in and while hugging her husband the wife looks at the guard standing in front of Vulpes and Lydia’s cell.

With bedroom eyes she blows him a kiss and winks, Vulpes looks on with a grimace while Lydia’s jaw drops at boldness of the wife. Their Guard smirks gives the wife a nod than stands up a bit straighter when the Chief completely unaware turns to look at the stunned detainees and assures them they’ll be out soon. 

Cut to an hour later Vulpes and Lydia are watching their guard and the chief’s wife vigorously making out in full view of their cell.]

Chief’s Wife: *breathless* Aron stop!

Guard *aka Aron*: Melissa your trembling, what’s wrong?

Melissa: Ian’s getting getting suspicious! You know he’s been asking questions at the Mormon fort! We have to get out of here!

*Vulpes rolls his eyes as Lydia follow them completely enthralled.*

Aron: … And say goodbye to all that money? I don’t think so. 

*grabs Melissa’s hands*

Aron: We just need to bide our time.

Melissa: *slaps Aron hands away* How can I trust you Aron? when you haven’t even told Charlene about us yet?!

Aron: *appalled* have a heart Mellissa, the woman’s still in a coma!

*Melissa scoffs and looks away, Lydia’s jaw drops, Vulpes couldn’t care less.*

Lydia: *whispering in disbelief* a coma?

Vulpes: *huffs in annoyance*

{Cue Ian walking in, Aron runs to the break room.}

Ian: Hi Honey! *Melissa smiles innocently at him*

Ian: *dropping the nice act* I just got back from the ambassador’s office, he thinks he going to kill our little real estate deal...

Melissa: We can’t let him do that, what about those pictures of him and that Wrangler ghoul?

Ian: There on their way to the news papers right now... We’re gonna destroy the old bastard!

Melissa: Perfect, Now all we have to worry about is Old man Jenkins... Maybe we should send your friend Eric to pay him a visit?

[They giggle to each other as another  officer brings a man who hurries into the cell and stands next to Lydia excited.]

Gambler: What did I miss? *Vulpes shakes his head*

[later, Lydia and her new friend are enticed listening to Ian tell Melissa a tragic story of his past, while Vulpes stares at cell wall seemingly in his own little world]

Ian:... And as I pulled her from the wreckage, She was so..*chokes up* d-disfigured, that I didn’t even know... It was my own sister! *breaks down crying*

Melissa: Don’t worry, Dimitri is the finest reconstructive surgeon in the California! 

Lydia: *whisper* Who’s Dimitri?

Gambler: *whisper* He’s the head doctor at Hub Medical, him and Melissa had an affair last year then he-

Ian” SHUT UP IN THERE! 

*Lydia and the Gambler jump away from the bars startled, as Ian breaks down crying again.*

[later.]

Melissa:[to Aron and Ian]  We can still pull this off!

Aron: You’ll never get passed the DNA test Melissa, Even you’re lies aren’t going to be enough this time!

Ian: But Aron If you didn’t buy the mining rights, Than who did?

Aron: Don’t either of you see what’s going on? the perpetrator who bought the mining rights, is the same person who stole Ms. Margret’s diamond brooch, *Lydia and the Gambler look at each other slack-jawed, Vulpes pretending to nap cocks a brow.* They're also the same person who framed Nathan for Andre's murder that horrid night! And that person’s name is...

Prison Guard: Okay Missy you and Your buddy are free to go.

Lydia: Awww...

Vulpes: *jumps of the cot outraged*What?!

Prison Guard: Move it. 

[Lydia complies while dragging a protesting and struggling Vulpes behind her.]

Vulpes: No! Five more minutes, You can’t just do this to me now! dammit!

Lydia: C’mon... um...Vincent, Don’t make this harder than it has to be

Vulpes: It was the Ambassador right? or Thurston?! No no The janitor...Wait no he’s Ian’s amnesic brother! Ekk! *gets yanked out the office by one of the guards, while Ian, Melissa and Aron look at him like he's insane.* 

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[Lydia and Dean leaving the Thorn on the trail of a missing child, Dean noticed how tense things were between Red Lucy and Courier.]

Lydia: Six months. Dean: Six months what? Lydia: [about Red Lucy] We dated for six months. Dean: I didn't ask. Lydia: Yeah, I know. You were not-asking very loudly. Dean: I know. I'm like a Jedi like that. Lydia:....what’s a Jedi? Dean: Oh you have much to learn my young Padawan...

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[Lydia and Cass are helping Veronica pick out a dress for her date with Christine.]

Lydia: [going through a trunk fill with Cass’s dresses] Were you sober when you bought these? [holding a bright yellow mesh dress.] Cass: I don't even remember. I hate all my clothes, they're all from when I was drinking... more. Veronica: Whoa... What were you when you bought this?  [holds up a cherry red plastic Nuka-cola dress] Cass: Popular.

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[Dean and Lydia make it to Novac and run into Manny, who the ghoul notes seems pretty close to Lydia.]

Dean: Are the two of you dating?

Manny: Uh, no, just friends. [Dean looks Skeptical] What? Can’t a guy and a girl just be friends?

Lydia: Please.

Manny: Are you two together?

Dean & Lydia: Not yet./ Absolutely not.

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{the inhabitants of the wasteland somehow managed to get TVs broadcasting again, Raul Tejada and Dean Domino start on a sitcom together.]

Dean Domino: You Cheeky Bastard is filmed in front of a live studio audience.

Raul: Oh, Dios Mio! Where is my roast Gecko?

Dean: Hmm, by now I think it's in my lower intestine.

(A recording of Dean’s laughter and Lydia’s awkward chuckling resonates in the background.) 

Raul: You ate it? But I told you my boss was coming here for dinner.

Dean: Well, unless she likes mole rinds, she's going home hungry.

Raul: You cheeky bastard.

[Another recording of Dean laughing plays along with some clapping, cut to commercial.]