(Artwork by:Fernando Correa)

Out of options after losing your gang, you were scavenging the nearby gas station when you stumbled upon a ghoul in a jumpsuit, fixing up a robot, a smart person wouldn't look for trouble in the Mojave but you were desperate for food other than radroach meat. You pointed the gun towards him.

Raul was tinkering the old robot in the decrepit garage. He sighs. "Look kid, I would give you all my things but I'm a bit busy right now, come back in five minutes." You were amused by his lack of fear at the gun in his face but nonetheless you fired a warning shot in his direction, busting his eardrum but at that point, you didn't care.

"Alright, Jeez! You smoothskin can be so pushy sometimes." Raul sighed and slowly raised his hands. Despite his blown eardrum, his tones remained even and calm. "You can really turn a good day in to a bad one. You look young kid, how old are you?" He slowly turned to face you.