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The last week of October in Ellen's world has always been a solemn one, ever since the War. What started on the twenty-third finished, so far as the Vault population was concerned, on the thirty-first, when the black rains first fell. It's the kind of thing that lends itself to consideration and solemnities back home; here... well, here Ellen isn't so sure. Still, she doesn't feel as if it would be appropriate to leave in the middle of the week of remembrance, especially since it's still only September back home.
For now, however, she's got a sign up at her table:
Tailoring and repair work of all kinds done while you wait. Reasonable rates on anything from clothing to shoes to firearms to electronics (no micro-chips). Payment can be made directly in flattened bottlecaps if money is a problem. Ask for Ellen Park if she's not at this table.
(She is. She's got General Chase's overcoat on over the black inner jumpsuit she took from the Enclave dead woman, for visual reference.)
[Car keys bait for Medusa, but anyone is welcome to tag. Tinytag: Doctor Girlfriend]
For now, however, she's got a sign up at her table:
Tailoring and repair work of all kinds done while you wait. Reasonable rates on anything from clothing to shoes to firearms to electronics (no micro-chips). Payment can be made directly in flattened bottlecaps if money is a problem. Ask for Ellen Park if she's not at this table.
(She is. She's got General Chase's overcoat on over the black inner jumpsuit she took from the Enclave dead woman, for visual reference.)
[Car keys bait for Medusa, but anyone is welcome to tag. Tinytag: Doctor Girlfriend]