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Ethan had watched the shotgun totting man ramble on, when he left Ethan began laughing. He then stood up after collecting his payment, 60 caps, for the gun job. He was about to leave when he noticed one of the patrons, who happened to be wearing rather unique power armor, seclude himself in a booth. Ethan remembered the contact he had had with the brother hood of steel, it was a good memory. He walked over to the man slowly noting his size. He noticed the man cleaning his weapons a super sledge and mini gun. Whoever this stranger was, Ethan thought, he sure liked to make a statement.
Ethan sat across from the man and placed his rifle on the table and began pre maintanice checks of his own. He didn't say anything to the man, not yet anyway. he just sat theirthere checking the sights on his sniper rifle as the man wiped blood off a hammer.