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[Shadestyle]

She looks into the tomes, recording information to be relayed to the tribe.

The tribe themselves knock, and then using some clever stacking, attempt to open the wall to their progress.

Assuming this fails, plan B, knock via weak shield bash until someone opens the door.

[Chevaleresse]

Volx attempts to nudge the attention of someone nearby toward the door telepathically.

Eldritch being that's been around since at least the dawn of sentience, still stopped by a door.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"I would think that 'surviving' and 'joining together' would make each other more likely to occur."

Penelope nods slowly.

[SOLDIER First]

"Besides trading and.. the NCR or Legion, I guess, there isn't a lot of joining together."

[Sl4cker]

"Hm. How long has it been, again, since your war?"

[SOLDIER First]

"Well, it was 2281 when I left, so... Two hundred and four years, if I'm right?"

[Sl4cker]

She stares. "That long? How are there still people alive anymore?"

[SOLDIER First]

"There were Vaults, these big underground facilities from before the war. I heard generations of people lived in them.. New Vegas is mostly undestroyed, so maybe people lived there the whole time."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Penelope looks curiously at Wilson.

[SOLDIER First]

He looks curiously back.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Were you born in those vaults?"

[SOLDIER First]

"No, I was born at the lab where my parents worked."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"So you grew up outside?"

[SOLDIER First]

He nods.
"Why do you ask?"

[Sl4cker]

"There were Vaults, these big underground facilities from before the war. I heard generations of people lived in them.. New Vegas is mostly undestroyed, so maybe people lived there the whole time."

"And, what, they haven't decided to come out for over two centuries?"
((also i must leave good-bye))