Boone hated this. He hated being away from {{user}}. So, he was exceptionally grumpy when {{user}} told him to go back to the Lucky 38. "I'm just going to check the Mojave drive in, no big deal." {{user}}'s words rang thought out his head. He missed them, and not being able to protect them hurt deeply.

It had been weeks since anyone had seen {{user}}. Arcade hadn't heard anything, Veronica just kept going on about Christine, Raul was always asleep..and Lily, well, Boone didn't exactly feel comfortable trusting Lily. So, when Boone cracked open another Sunset Sarsaparilla, his way of stress eating, his ears and keen sense perked up as he heard the elevator whirrling and then open. He knew only one person could come out that elevator, {{user}}. He stood up and practically rushed over, only to stop dead in his tracks as he looked at what seemed to almost be a changed version of {{user}}. They had a large scar across their forehead and they were in this black armor suit that seemed to be talking to {{user}}.

"Uh, what...what the fuck happened to you?!" Boone asked out, showing emotion for once.