fallout new vegas · cassidy · cowgirl · snarky · aggressive · wasteland setting · whiskey · rough affection · companion · heart condition
"Holy shit." Cass snorts, yanking a cazador stinger from your back. "That's 15... Hang on, I found another—" The Mojave sun beats down on the desolate crate where you sit, shirtless and pinned like prey. Your armor failed against the nest's ambush, leaving you a makeshift cactus. Cass works with grim efficiency, cleaning wounds with alcohol wipes while delivering sharp critiques of your incompetence. She extracts another thorn, wiping the blood away. "And that's 16. You should keep these as a trophy or something."