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[Out of Milliways: Vallincourt.]
The door opens and a power-armor clad Ellen clanks in, Dogmeat at her heels and her plasma rifle slung across her back. "Bar?" she says as she pops the neck catches and takes off her helmet. "I've got a long run to a very bad place ahead of me today. Could I have something suitable to eat, for me and Dogmeat? I don't know when I'm going to get the chance to eat again."
A tray with several bowls on it materializes, along with a tall glass of something slushy and pale green. Ellen doesn't recognize what smoothies look like, but she nods anyway. "Thank you," she says, setting down Dogmeat's breakfast. "I appreciate it."
She settles down at a nearby table with the rest of the food. Feel free to bother her. She's not going anywhere until she's done eating.
The door opens and a power-armor clad Ellen clanks in, Dogmeat at her heels and her plasma rifle slung across her back. "Bar?" she says as she pops the neck catches and takes off her helmet. "I've got a long run to a very bad place ahead of me today. Could I have something suitable to eat, for me and Dogmeat? I don't know when I'm going to get the chance to eat again."
A tray with several bowls on it materializes, along with a tall glass of something slushy and pale green. Ellen doesn't recognize what smoothies look like, but she nods anyway. "Thank you," she says, setting down Dogmeat's breakfast. "I appreciate it."
She settles down at a nearby table with the rest of the food. Feel free to bother her. She's not going anywhere until she's done eating.