Presidential Metro Nexus

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

Twenty minutes ago, Ellen swallowed a fistful of Rad-X and made sure Dinah did the same. Dogmeat, too, although she cut his dose down appropriately for his size. Once the chems kicked in, she opened the door

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[raptorcanaria]

As is customary when going into someone else's world, Dinah clears her throat just to get a feel for how it works in this world. She's satisfied to find out that it feels like it's there, if she needs it.

She's more concerned as she turns left, with flexing the joints on her hands, because she's every intention of hitting things rather than screaming at them.

"One ghoul clear out coming right up."

[unbreakableben]

Ben squints a bit as he waits for his eyes to adjust to the dim lighting.
"These things attracted to light?"

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"Not particularly," Ellen says. She herself is in her power armor, which would, as usual, look more impressive if she weren't 5'3" inside it and maybe 5'4" tops from helmet to boots. "From what M.A.R.Go.T. said, they're probably their own light source. Glowing Ones come by the name honestly. They investigate motion, though."

Dogmeat is prowling back and forth on the ancient train track ahead, rumbling in the back of his throat.

[raptorcanaria]

"Motion, we have." Dinah, in the highly impractical outfit of fishnets and heels, breaks into a jog in order to catch up with Dogmeat. She wants to get into the action as fast as possible, and hopefulyl she what she's up against.