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I can’t believe how different this place looks.
The lighting alone is transformative, but art!
Eve’s mural is breathtaking. I feel like dragging Higgs and Loken back down here just to see it. Surely even those assholes would have to acknowledge the humanity it shows.
No. You’re right. They’re never gonna understand.
Well, my sources tell me they’re good and miserable working for Arthur. I hope they’re making him miserable, too. Bastards deserve each other.
Nope. Still no sign. She was in Pittsburgh, for sure, but she didn’t stick around. At least three different people claim to have seen her back in Megaton afterward, but then it’s like she disappeared off the face of the Earth.
I’m letting Deacon sow the ground with ghost stories about Owyn Lyons, though. Variants on what we started when your people hacked Liberty Prime for me. I know it's a long shot, but anything that could slow Wonder Boy’s plans without committing resources is worth trying. I wish I’d thought to put a big white beard on the robot before Watervilet. Hey! Remind me to talk to Eve later, I just had an idea for a propaganda poster.
Your friend Hackett is alive. He and a bunch of refugees from Rivet City ended up in someplace called Canterbury Crossing. Oh. Well, I was close. Anyway, they’ve carved out a foothold there, and are paying enough tribute to the Brotherhood to remain semi-independent. Just like Megaton, there is a small garrison in place, but they’re not quite occupied yet. And they are still pissed.
All this information is about four months out-of-date, though. No telling what’s changed since then.
So that’s about all I’ve got about your old stomping grounds. Any chance I can get you back up in the sunlight someday soon and show you what we’ve accomplished here?
Of course you have, but reading reports isn’t the same as seeing it yourself.
Lucy and Daniel are doing even better in Assonet than I had expected. And my expectations were pretty high. Three years in, and she’s ready to establish their first two satellite farms this spring, and has chosen sites for a dozen more. His salvage operation is at least twenty percent more efficient than my best Northbridge team, and it looks like they’ll be ready to start some light industry by next year.
And Plymouth? My God. I was ready to tear Nick down for parts when I discovered how young Bertha was, but she’s a dynamo. Absolutely brilliant. Tough as nails. And she’s a born leader. Most of her people are on the younger side as well, but I’ve seen her stand down a forty-year-old ex-Gunner sergeant, and get him “yes ma’amming” more enthusiastically than a fresh-out-of-the-box Mr. Handy.
Between MacCready’s Rough Riders and Danse’s Dragoons, every known raider den and feral nest in the greater Boston area has been cleared out, and the worst of the beasties have either been killed, contained, or driven into the Glowing Sea to keep Strong and the surviving mutants entertained and out of our way.
The Incomers, overall, are doing well. They’re blending in, mostly happy to be given jobs that don’t involve regular beatings and starvation. No real leaders have emerged from their ranks yet, but as brutally as they had been treated, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. But they are enthusiastic, hard-working, and loyal. I’ll confess that for the first year or so, I’d see Piper’s scars, and resent the crap out of them, but she doesn’t at all, and they absolutely idolize her, so yeah, they were worth the price we paid to free them.
I don’t think I'll ever stop hating the Gunners, though.
No. I really don’t think so. The ones still on Spectacle are irredeemable hardcases. As long as I’m in charge they can stay out there and rot. By the end of the Long Walk, it was pretty clear which of them were reformable and which weren’t. I’ve had to send two of the parolees back, and a dozen or so more of them have died already, most likely at the hands of some of their former captives.
No. Finding their killers hasn’t been a real priority.
What? You’re just realizing now that I’m a hypocrite? And I thought you were smart!
Ow. OK. I deserved that.
But what I really want you to see is the new families.
The numbers aren’t even half of the story.
Synths and mixed synth-human couples would have taken in ten times the number of orphans if they’d been available.
With very few exceptions, synths love children.
And they’re good parents.
Is it fair that they can’t have their own?
Is it possible to change that? Some sort of upgrade package?
Has the culture down here evolved enough for that possibility to be explored?
You’re right. Piper and I have talked about it.
A lot.
We know what it is like to want to have children and not be able to.
It’s too late for us, but does it have to be for the synths?
The lighting alone is transformative, but art!
Eve’s mural is breathtaking. I feel like dragging Higgs and Loken back down here just to see it. Surely even those assholes would have to acknowledge the humanity it shows.
No. You’re right. They’re never gonna understand.
Well, my sources tell me they’re good and miserable working for Arthur. I hope they’re making him miserable, too. Bastards deserve each other.
Nope. Still no sign. She was in Pittsburgh, for sure, but she didn’t stick around. At least three different people claim to have seen her back in Megaton afterward, but then it’s like she disappeared off the face of the Earth.
I’m letting Deacon sow the ground with ghost stories about Owyn Lyons, though. Variants on what we started when your people hacked Liberty Prime for me. I know it's a long shot, but anything that could slow Wonder Boy’s plans without committing resources is worth trying. I wish I’d thought to put a big white beard on the robot before Watervilet. Hey! Remind me to talk to Eve later, I just had an idea for a propaganda poster.
Your friend Hackett is alive. He and a bunch of refugees from Rivet City ended up in someplace called Canterbury Crossing. Oh. Well, I was close. Anyway, they’ve carved out a foothold there, and are paying enough tribute to the Brotherhood to remain semi-independent. Just like Megaton, there is a small garrison in place, but they’re not quite occupied yet. And they are still pissed.
All this information is about four months out-of-date, though. No telling what’s changed since then.
So that’s about all I’ve got about your old stomping grounds. Any chance I can get you back up in the sunlight someday soon and show you what we’ve accomplished here?
Of course you have, but reading reports isn’t the same as seeing it yourself.
Lucy and Daniel are doing even better in Assonet than I had expected. And my expectations were pretty high. Three years in, and she’s ready to establish their first two satellite farms this spring, and has chosen sites for a dozen more. His salvage operation is at least twenty percent more efficient than my best Northbridge team, and it looks like they’ll be ready to start some light industry by next year.
And Plymouth? My God. I was ready to tear Nick down for parts when I discovered how young Bertha was, but she’s a dynamo. Absolutely brilliant. Tough as nails. And she’s a born leader. Most of her people are on the younger side as well, but I’ve seen her stand down a forty-year-old ex-Gunner sergeant, and get him “yes ma’amming” more enthusiastically than a fresh-out-of-the-box Mr. Handy.
Between MacCready’s Rough Riders and Danse’s Dragoons, every known raider den and feral nest in the greater Boston area has been cleared out, and the worst of the beasties have either been killed, contained, or driven into the Glowing Sea to keep Strong and the surviving mutants entertained and out of our way.
The Incomers, overall, are doing well. They’re blending in, mostly happy to be given jobs that don’t involve regular beatings and starvation. No real leaders have emerged from their ranks yet, but as brutally as they had been treated, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. But they are enthusiastic, hard-working, and loyal. I’ll confess that for the first year or so, I’d see Piper’s scars, and resent the crap out of them, but she doesn’t at all, and they absolutely idolize her, so yeah, they were worth the price we paid to free them.
I don’t think I'll ever stop hating the Gunners, though.
No. I really don’t think so. The ones still on Spectacle are irredeemable hardcases. As long as I’m in charge they can stay out there and rot. By the end of the Long Walk, it was pretty clear which of them were reformable and which weren’t. I’ve had to send two of the parolees back, and a dozen or so more of them have died already, most likely at the hands of some of their former captives.
No. Finding their killers hasn’t been a real priority.
What? You’re just realizing now that I’m a hypocrite? And I thought you were smart!
Ow. OK. I deserved that.
But what I really want you to see is the new families.
The numbers aren’t even half of the story.
Synths and mixed synth-human couples would have taken in ten times the number of orphans if they’d been available.
With very few exceptions, synths love children.
And they’re good parents.
Is it fair that they can’t have their own?
Is it possible to change that? Some sort of upgrade package?
Has the culture down here evolved enough for that possibility to be explored?
You’re right. Piper and I have talked about it.
A lot.
We know what it is like to want to have children and not be able to.
It’s too late for us, but does it have to be for the synths?
