Snippet #1960508

Lucas had only been in the Lucky 38 for half an hour before this “Ringo” made his speech. Neo York, it sounded appealing. An adventure, it had been a long time since Lucas had one of those. He thought the trek south from Capital Wasteland would have been interesting but more than anything...it was tedious. But a new place, a new start. That was exactly what he needed. But could he really make this decision so quickly? He had only been in there half an hour. He was so delved in thought that he didn’t even notice he had lost the game of blackjack. Cursing under his breath he rose from the table. He could at least enquire about this new adventure, hell he needed something new. His caps weren’t going to last forever...especially in New Vegas...Gambling and Lucas just didn’t mix.

With a sense of purpose Lucas approached the bar and asked for a whisky. A few of the strippers flashed their “goods” in his direction, but he ignored it. Without turning to the man he was addressing he gulped down his whisky and signalled the bartender for another.

“So you’re heading to this Neo York, huh?”

The bartender came and poured Lucas another.

“Need any particular skills to join your company Mr Ringo?”

He gulped down his second whisky and signalled for yet another

“What kind of people ya’ lookin’ for?”