Good to hear things are going well. It seems that my power drill is serving me well; if we count it as a weapon skill I bet I'm one of the most skilled in our entire military.
I've got a lot of disease resistance, though; that's always good.
Indeed, makes you less likely to contact STD's.
I kill a giant radscorpion with Replica, smash in a snatcher's head, perform dirty surgery, and slaughter scootaloos.
That is truly awesome.
I'd like to make a request. Make my profession Dr. Zed.
You are now Dr. Zed, the earth pony surgeon butcher killer mare.
Now I just need to find some microcline and build you your very own butcher shop/surgery room.
And Indi is indeed shaping up to be a right tough old bitch. Still young, but who can ever love a bucking knife wielding kleptomaniac?
Khenal can, and does, being your lover and all.
But since we are all so busy with everything there is just no time for love and children.
Honestly though, I am getting tired of this, I want grandchildren before I die, and to have grandchildren I need children, and to get those Crazy Cow needs to put out.
So tonight I am going to rearrange things, put our squad off duty and assign us to a burrow attached to the meeting hall and food stockpile.
It will have it's own rooms and well, and they will stay there until they marry each other.
I'll also have to pick out a waifu for Lycaeon.
...I am thinking Corai.
Corai? You up for surrendering yourself to Lycaeon?