Out of Milliways:
GNR Plaza. In which the Lyons' Pride is met, and terrible green things must be faced.
Three Dog. In which the Voice in the Darkness is finally met, face to face.
Ellen had meant to step into the crumbling remains of an old, old elementary school and find herself a corner to hide in for a while. The door, it seemed, had other plans. She pauses just inside the Milliways door, blinking as she pulls off her armor's black-and-gold headpiece; then she lets out an enormous sigh, and her shoulders slump. "Um," she says, waving to one of the waitrats. "Would anybody mind if I just sat over here with my back to the wall for a bit? I'm going to need some whiskey or proper beer or something soon, but right now I just kind of need to- thank you..."
That last is because the rat chirruped reassuringly and trotted off to the Bar. Ellen's going to offload her rifle and her pack now and slump against the wall until she's got shoulders to the wall and backside on the floor, and maybe hyperventilate a little or something. Just for a bit. It's been kind of an interesting few hours.
[tinytag: Ellen (Vault 101 Dweller), Annabelle Newfield, Yuuno Scrya]