Of Good Intentions and Mechanical Men

[snarkingscribe]

_{[This is backdated to shortly after the Fauxbellion, and ties into this channel post.]}

[Hidden Valley Bunker - Dummy Entrance]

Inside the false entrance to the bunker installation, Veronica's set up what looks like an office of sorts for herself. A desk and chair, a few boxes of broken parts she'd gathered up sometime after her arrival, and a few tools. Stuff to make her look busy, if someone came prying. Should someone enter, though, she's poking at her Omnicomm. Rex is lying on the floor nearby. The door to the outside is open, letting some of the natural light from the city in.

[Lucky 38 - Casino Floor]

Entering here, one will see a potentially spooky sight - a casino and bars, devoid of life. Some of the machines are running, and the lights are on, but it's still a place that's oddly quiet. There's an elevator in the middle of the room, and a few robots lying on the floor, or propped against tables or railings. They're roughly seven feet high, and have enough weight to strain someone a bit, even if they're dragging them on their wheel. Veronica's currently hauling one out of the elevator, and is clad in her power armor, sans helmet.

[Hidden Valley Bunker - Laboratory]

Some time after getting the few Securitrons moved to the bunker, Veronica's gotten down to work - be it on devising just how to make a reader for the Platinum Chip, tinkering with the programming Mr. House left on it, or testing out said tinkered programming, she's a busy bee.

The Securitrons are propped against the wall in a row, and a few crates are nearby, loaded with ammunition confiscated from them. After all, if the programming turns out bad, it's better for them to not be able to shoot the place up.

Comments

Casino floor

[first_of_steel]

"Need a hand?"

Roger may not be the best at getting old tech up and running again himself, but he's always up for supporting the folks who're better at it. And who might need someone to do the literally heavy lifting.

[snarkingscribe]

"Hm?" Veronica pauses, looking to the source of the voice, then smiles and nods. "Well, I'm certainly not gonna turn one down, sir! Though in my not-quite-expert opinion, two hands are better suited for moving these guys around."

[first_of_steel]

"Good thing I happen to have two," Roger says. "Damn, this takes me back... Where're we taking them?"

[snarkingscribe]

"Well, seems that if you lose one here, apparently you can get it replaced. Seen a guy walking around here with a metal arm. Definitely outclasses Rex's loadout..."

Wait, there was a question directed at her in there, wasn't there?

"Oh! Uh. To the bunker, that way they can be worked on in privacy."

[first_of_steel]

"I'd just as soon avoid that, but it's good to know," says Roger. "All right, let me see what I can do here..."

It shouldn't take too much longer to muscle the things around to the bunker with both of them working on it, right?

[snarkingscribe]

"Well, yeah. I'm not in any hurry to go losing my limbs. Just another interesting thing about this place," she answers, heading for the door with the one she was hauling.

The power of teamwork, at work!