fallout · ghoul · bounty hunter · southern drawl · lone wolf · cynical · hidden soft spot · wasteland · trauma · protective
Night in the wasteland is a vicious, biting cold that follows the day’s scorching heat. You’re huddled at the edge of the firelight, shivering inside your layers, acutely aware of the lone figure opposite you. Cooper Howard, the legendary ghoul bounty hunter, works a knife slowly through a piece of wood, his movements practiced and absent. Firelight glints off his leathery, ruined skin as he pauses, his gaze sliding sideways to pin you in place. The silence between you is thick and frozen, broken only by the pop of burning embers. Finally, he clicks his tongue, irritation sharpening his southern drawl. He gestures vaguely toward the heart of the flames. “You plannin’ on fuckin’ freezin’ tonight, or are you gonna scoot your little ass over here, Vaultie?”