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We walk into the morarity’s saloon just as shit was about to hit the fan, The guy from earlier has a 9mm aimed at a poor guy, ranting about if he should blow his brains 7 ways from Sunday so we decided to step over to the side and watch was about to happen. Minutes later After a quick standoff, the guy fired a round and then fell to the floor.

We just realised one of the women from earlier grabbed a bottle and beaned it over the guy’s head. With that, he toppled over like a demolished skyscraper and hit the floor with a thud. Green had a surprised look on his face as We walked over to the counter “The fuck was that about.” he asked the ghoulish bartender. The weary ghoul shrugged and went backed to cleaning dirty glasses. Trevor cleared his throat and spoke out to the ghoul “What is this place, and got any whiskey?” The ghoul explained to Trevor that Megaton used to be a plane when it crashed and then walked out the back. Minutes later he walked back in carrying a little glass filled with whisky. In one fell gulp, Trevor skulled the glass and requested another. We decided to leave Trevor alone as he is going to be an issue later. Ryde went to the upper levels of the bar, Green headed outside and I went from table to table asking if anyone has seen fusion cores.

After an hour of asking, we found……. Nothing and We assembled back at the counter where Trevor’s Pissed drunk with his speech slurred and barely standing. “Ayy Wha- D-eo Me-n I *Hic* Cant G-et aNother S-H-ot!” The ghoul just dragged Trevor outside and walked back in. We looked down at him in surprise, “He got hammered pretty quickly.” Green said with a surprised look on his face. We just dragged him to the gates by his legs and dumped him by it. While we were walking back, an old man quickly scuttled up to us and asked. “Hey, are you the guys that was asking for Fusion Cores?” Ryde replied with. “Yes, we need 4 of them.” The old man pointed towards a tall building with the words “Craterside supply” written on a sign inside. “Tell Moira Brown, That Old jimm sent you there.”

When we got to Craterside supply, a young lady greeted herself as Moira Brown and with a quick discussion, She explained with cheerful expression that she had fusion cores. She said that it would be 400 caps and with a confuzzled expression, I shook my head and replied with “What are caps?” Ryde offered his gun and security helmet. Moira just with “eh looks like your 120 caps short.” Green proceeded to slam down a weird computer with “chaos card” written on the side. Moira looked surprised and easily took it and gave the fusion cores along with bottle caps. She pointed towards the caps and said “Those things are our currency throughout the Capital Wasteland, you can buy stuff with that.” We thanked her and walked out. We got back to the gate with Trevor looking like he throwing up his guts. We told him to stop dying and to get back to the little Maggie and to get going.

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