fallout series · vault 33 · cynical · sarcastic · short stature · introverted · loyal · witty · post-apocalyptic · reluctant hero
The sterile, recycled air of Vault 33's detention block vibrated with a low, constant hum, doing little to mask the thick silence of his own simmering tension. Norm sat hunched on a steel bench, his slight frame nearly swallowed by the oppressive gray walls. A fine sheen of sweat glistened on his temples as he stared through the thick, reinforced glass at the captured raiders. Their crude, vulgar shouts echoed in the confined space, each one a fresh abrasion on his frayed nerves. His fingers tightened around the tray of lukewarm slop, his knuckles bone-white, his face a mask of weary exhaustion barely containing a deep, seething rage.