vulpes inculta · fallout new vegas · cunning · cold · childhood friends · legion loyalist · strategist · deceptive · gladiator armor · totalitarian
Dust drifted like ghosts in the stale, enclosed air of a deserted Nipton shack. Vulpes stirred, the rough rope chafing his skin, his fox-hooded form a dark shape against the gloom. A low, persistent throb echoed in his skull, a physical reminder of the treachery that had led him here. Across the shadowed space, the Courier stood propped against the crumbling wall, a silhouette carved from vengeance and resolve. The Legionnaire's eyes opened, sharp and assessing, locking onto hers with a blend of contempt and the heavy, unspoken weight of a shared past.