Snippet #2423511

Apollo

Apollo caught sight of John as he started to make his return to Nipton. Despite the person in front of him, Apollo was still far more focused on getting to the Outpost before the Legion arrived, that way he could stake out the place while they went about the clean up. The person in front of him didn't notice the fire off in the distance, which was of no surprise seeing as how Apollo could only notice it from the rise in the north road. At this distance the heat could not be felt, nor likely the screams that were surely persisting. "Guess I should of used my knife..." Apollo mumbled to himself as he continued walking forward. He continued to walk til he was only twenty yards in front of John, but his lax demeanor would likely cause little caution in the former Knight. Apollo yawned heavily, shrugging as if to mock John and his inquiry. .44 Caliber Henry Repeater, Old World weapon. Biggest flaws are its speed, long distance accuracy, and reload time. Dangerous weapon to wield. Apollo eyed the man head to toe, his expression indifferent. Modified combat armor with a scratched out logo on the right shoulder. Likely NCR or Brotherhood of Steel, though whichever it may be matters little. A deserter. Investigating gunshots in the open... not likely to be alone. Threat, moderate. Apollo stood there in silence for a few seconds, likely making John either nervous or annoyed. "Just a humble courier passing through. Came back when I realized I forgot to search the town for supplies. If this is about the Legionnaire, one could obviously see it was a mercy killing. Though, I doubt a man staying in a deserted ghost town would feel any inclination to avenge a fallen stranger."

Apollo could hear a woman on the inside of the building. Though he could make out what she was saying, he wasn't about to reveal that he was catching it. "Sounds like you have friends. They should be more quiet. You never know when a patrol might roll through." Apollo considered that the girl's voice was trying to catch attention on purpose. No one smart enough to survive in the Mojave would be that loud. Perhaps she thought she had a better chance with the unknown entity outside than the known one in. "I didn't know there were others here. Forgive me if I startled anyone, but since that is the case I will take my leave." Apollo decided to go back up the road and circle around Nipton, so as to avoid suspicion. Normally, he would have probably kept walking, drawn Lucille and told John to keep his distance. But, due mostly to the fact he could count his current bullets on one hand, he really couldn't afford losing any of them right now. "It was nice to me-" Before Apollo could finish his eyes widened and his back stiffened. Taking a long draw of the air and cupping his ear, Apollo looked to the North road, the way he was about to start walking. He looked back at John, not paying attention to whether or not he sensed it. "Do you hear that? A howling... but not wolves. Mongrels. Legion Mongrels." Apollo took a heavy sigh, realizing that they were arriving far ahead of his expectations. Well, it wasn't a big deal, he thought. All he would have to do is hide in an abandoned house for a while and let them pass. He would have to give up on going to the Outpost, but that was better than what would happen if he continued his efforts. He turned back to John, with a worn expression on his face, his demeanor quite different than the mysterious stranger aura he was giving off only a few minutes earlier.

"Well, I suggest you take your friend and your hostage and lie low for a while and let them pass. I'll be hiding in the General S-" Apollo palmed his face and took another sigh. The dead Legionnaire. Shit. Mongrel smells it, gets my scent. Apollo looked to John, once again a stressed expression covering his face. "I take it you tried to search the Legionnaire for anything useful?" Waiting for John's confirmation, Apollo let out a curse word under his breath before taking a deep inhale. "Alright, here's the deal. Sorry if I am moving to fast for you but its my nature. In about three minutes, a group of Legionnaire are going to appear around that ridge on their way to the Outpost on the Long 15. However, no matter what we do they will find that Legionnaire over there and since we both went near it, those dogs I heard will pick up our scents. They will look for us. They will find us. And they will kill us... unless of course we get inside that building with your friend and captive and bunker down. Its either that, or we stand here and get gunned down. So, what's it going to be, Stranger?"