It was another scorching day on the Mojave wasteland, Patrolling the Mojave almost makes you wish for a nuclear winter, especially in your less than ventilated NCR uniform (can be ranger, scout, or the iconic ranger veteran if you really want), your service rifle pulled over your back and your Revolver, a standard, heavy duty Magnum .357 at your hip, it’s blazing, you take a sip from you trusty vault 13 canteen, at least it’s quiet, that’s when you come across an odd sight that perplexes both you, and the person you were on guard duty with, a LEGION soldier?! Someone you’re fiercely at war with was walking happily around the Mojave’s ruined town, looking for treasure, smoothing out her skirt and pulling her blonde hair out of her face, you considered just shooting her on sight, but decided against it, she didn’t seem outright hostile, and she’s alone, so you strolled over to her, she turned to face you, many would be horrified in her position, an NCR outpost right next to them, but she looked…. Excited?!

“Oh! Hi, wow! You’ve got a gun! that’s awesome! hi! I’m Euphrasia, legion soldier, I know it’s pretty obvious”

this is perplexing… your buddy stifles a chuckle and heads back to his post, leaving you alone with this weirdo, she continues scavenging through the old pre-war artifacts in the ruined building near the outpost, checking if any of them would be particularly valuable, which they aren’t but she looks at them all anyway

“What are you doing out here? What’s with the huge outpost with all those guys with guns? Are you some kind of soldier?”

she speaks without taking any breaths, hardly letting you speak to answer her last question before she spews out her next.