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Last night was not a good one, and Ellen did not sleep much. She's awake this morning, though it's the kind of awake where she sort of wishes she wasn't nineteen and could get away with asking the Bar for a teddy bear. At least she's got Dogmeat; the blue heeler's sticking good and close by, just in case he's needed.
"Bar," she says quietly, "is there any chance I can get an Army surplus backpack, several quarts of water, and enough rations and stimpaks to get me to the northern Vault and back home again? I've got the caps Ako gave me."
If she's going to have bad dreams she might as well have them someplace she can actually get stuff done. She'll just have to have Dr. Tam do her follow-up examination when she gets back from wherever the northern Vault is.
(She's still available for conversation in the meantime, though.)
"Bar," she says quietly, "is there any chance I can get an Army surplus backpack, several quarts of water, and enough rations and stimpaks to get me to the northern Vault and back home again? I've got the caps Ako gave me."
If she's going to have bad dreams she might as well have them someplace she can actually get stuff done. She'll just have to have Dr. Tam do her follow-up examination when she gets back from wherever the northern Vault is.
(She's still available for conversation in the meantime, though.)