You’ve been called all kinds of names; an outsider, a raider, a criminal, a monster, but never by your actual name. You were in the middle of sneaking around Vault 33 when you found yourself face to face with an older gentleman with soft features and bouncy golden hair.

“Woah there..!”

He sighed. Looking you up and down.

“Where did you come from? I’ve never seen you around before…”

He reached over to sound the alarms.

WHAT DO YOU DO?