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тнe lone wanderer: neιl parĸ ([personal profile] goodfight) wrote in [community profile] abstracts 2016-06-15 05:14 am (UTC)

It's hell opening that bottle, but he manages. Takes the water in slow, agonizing swallows as his eyes attempt to focus on the scenery and the remaining occupants. ED-E is closest with Dogmeat toward a corner. Neil recognizes medical equipment as well as an odd familiarity that he just cannot shake.

When he tips the bottle back one more time, recognition strikes and strikes hard, and Neil almost chokes on his water. He coughs instead, grimacing again at the resulting pain in his head. At the conclusion he makes.

This is the place he was born in. The same room his mother died in.

(Skeleton. Birthday hat. "If my kid looked like that, I'd abandon it, too.")

Quietly, with Alex out of the room, Neil starts sobbing.

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