Like For A Starter From KATE !!

like for a starter from KATE !!

i am. once again tempted to add some muses here. currently considering: maxwell darcy (oc bos paladin, later on member of the 'capital renegades'), my version of james from fo3, jonas palmer, liam binet, and perhaps amata ...

“This is just what I needed.”

broke: dr. li had feelings for james

woke: dr. li had feelings for catherine

the realization that she must be starving makes his stomach drop to the floor. he forces lucy from his mind. the vault trained her to be fine out there! if anyone could survive, it was her. this girl -- terra, she must not have had the same advantages.

when she speaks again, it forces him from his own head, and he offers her another hesitant smile. ❝ that's nice of you, but there's plenty of food down here. you should eat as much as you'd like. ❞

he does take the opportunity to venture further into the room, still maintaining a safe few feet from the wastelander. chet doesn't want to scare her; being in a new place, however safe, would be bad enough.

❝ where are you from, terra? you don't look like some of the other surface dwellers i've seen. ❞ if they hadn't plucked her from the desert, he could see her fitting right in with the other vault dwellers. ❝ they were, um, mean looking. ❞

Hungry? "It's for me?" She wonders if this is a trick, but she is hungry enough and tired enough that she figures she can take the pain if things go wrong; she's trained to withstand that, after all, she just wishes she didn't have to accept it.

The food smells and looks good, more than anything she's ever been given before, and Terra's eyes grow big with interest as she slowly sits, still staring until he speaks again.

"Chet," she repeats, blinking. Her name? "My... my name was-is Terra." It's strange to say it now, it means she's speaking to someone who doesn't already know it, someone who bothered to ask. It's also comforting to use name, have names, it's like they are really people.

Still a little wary, she picks a piece of the unknown food with her hand, smelling it before taking a bite: doesn't burn, doesn't scratch, isn't bitter. Good. Lighting up, she starts eating faster, and it's a warm feeling to be given that much food without having to do nothing for it, but then there is a faint memory, something she can't quite reach, that tells her to stop. She looks back at Chet. "Do you... do you want some too? It's good. We can share... Chet."

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