The mojave was becoming a safer place day by day, with the help of Governor Crocker. The good doctor had decided to continue traveling with her to explore the wasteland and help more people. “Well what did you expect? Caesar’s training is so thoroughly ingrained that they don’t know what to do.” Arcade replied, blasting another plasma round into the charging Veteran with his plasma pistol. So she got honorably discharged and began work as a courier. She wanted to do more for her country, while her father would have wanted her to stay put. She was an NCR gal through and through, a patriot and a ranger, like her father before her, but one thing they disagreed with was the politics. Maybe, within a few months, all the lands of the South West would become a part of the NCR, but that was just the wishes of a patriot.
Plus, with a NCR and Followers Garrison in Big Mountain, they were finally had some breathing room to capitalize on their victories. Truth be told, she didn’t really give a damn in remembering, to her it just sounded a lot like the politics back home. “I’m getting real tired of this shit” Said Christina, as she pumped another shotgun shell into the legionary, this time another Vexillarius sent from the warlord Gaius Magnus, the ‘rightful’ heir to Caesar.
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