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[IamanElfCollaborator]

Penelope looks interested.
"That reminds me of a few kinds of similar suits at home they use to fight monsters...."

[SOLDIER First]

"I had much better protection at my home, but, er, it's still there."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"So......why not wear that? Unless you can't."

[SOLDIER First]

"Where I was going last, I was more worried about keeling over from rad poisoning than getting shot.."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Wouldn't the raiders be a constant worry? Sorry if I'm prying a little, I'm just interested to know, is all."

[SOLDIER First]

Wilson shakes his head again.
"I mostly stayed in the Mojave. ..from what I remember, anyway. I think they're called Raiders over on the East Coast, but in the Mojave you really worry more about Powder Gangers... or the Legion."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"I see. You sure you're okay talking about this?"

[LordPorkins]

An knocking sound fills the room. It appears to be issuing from the nearest entrance.

[SOLDIER First]

"Of course. Everybody lives in the wasteland. The Mojave, the Midwest, the Commonwealth... Not talking about what we go through is like not talking about.. well, eating."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Alright, fair enough. I've only heard of such things from news reports from other cities, to be honest."

[Twi]

The Donchaka are happy to partake in it, and it isn't even dance fighting so much as it is Synchronized fighting, as they explain in the powwow, keep the dancing to peacetime, they say, demonstrating how their ability to fight in unison increases the more they follow the beat.

As for drills, they often use competitions and Hunting to supplement their training, which naturally provides their crucial sustenance as well.

Synchronized fighting. Okay, they can get behind this. Probably. They're no Koreans, but it sounds pretty cool.
Also weapons are compared. And tactics. And all sorts of things. VODKA.

donchaka fairies when

Wilson seems extremely flustered, for a featureless suit.
"I-I'm not so sure.."

Yamal watches him stutter and stumble through his explanations, with the help of Penelope.

She idly notes what he says about post-apocalyptic West Coast, but the grin spreading over her sharp face shows what she's really focusing on, even as he gets out of his helmet.

"Sounds like someone wants to have their way with my hull, hm?~" she purrs, reaching out and grabbing at the survivor to pull him in. Uncomfortably close.

[SOLDIER First]

"You mean on th-- d'whuh. UM, I-I didn't.. mean it.. _{like that..."}

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Penelope frowns.
"I was talking to him, you know."

[Twi]

"You mean on th-- d'whuh. UM, I-I didn't.. mean it.. _{like that..."}

Her eyes twinkle, and Yamal squeezes just a little harder on Wilson's exposed neck. And she grins just a bit wider.

"Oh? Then how did you mean it?"

Penelope frowns.
"I was talking to him, you know."

"Fite me bitch Ahaha! We can share, we can share~"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

journalist versus massive shipgirl
who wins
....
the journalist, duh
she's covered wars, ya know