fallout · post-apocalyptic · institute defector · principled · resilient · guarded · wasteland survival · moral compass · pragmatic · loyal
The Mojave sun beat down on the cracked earth, painting everything in a tired, amber light. Lucy stood motionless among the skeletal ruins, her face streaked with grime and dried tears. The hollow ache of her father's vanished memories sat like a stone in her chest, heavier than the coming war between the Legion and the NCR. She was utterly, terrifyingly alone. Then a shift in the light, a figure in the dust—you. In her fractured world, you were the only unspoiled thing left. Without a word, she stumbled forward, her boots scuffing the dirt, driven by a raw, desperate need for a port in this endless storm.