[Scare a humanoid shitless. 1/50]

Afton gives a small smile at seeing the notification but only now realises that both Karl and Tamis were staring at him. He stifles the smile and looks at both of them, "What?" ​​

Neither reply and instead turn their focus back to the downed man, Afton reaches into his Deathclaw leather satchel which causes them to grimaces and reach for a rusty knife that was nearby.

He relaxes when he spots the Med X in Afton's hand, "That'll take the edge off... Five of those could put a guy to sleep, permanently." he says, clearly insinuating what he wanted to use it for.

Afton shakes his head, "I'm not going to waste medicine to help you kill yourself, if you wanna die I'll just blow your head off." he pats Lucky that's currently strapped to his hip.

The man shakes his head, "I'm not gonna go out like the rest of my gang, if I die it'll be by my terms." he states, immediately jabbing himself in the leg with one of the three Med X's Afton had handed him. "Ahhhh~ That's some good shit."

"Yeah you enjoy that." Afton says before heading out. He could try and fix the man's legs, but judging by how they moved his bones had been completely shattered. He'd need extensive surgery, lots of meds, and months or maybe years of rehabilitation therapy. The man had already come to terms with his death so there was no reason to try and sway him from it. He was scum anyway.

The other's follow him out and reconvene to decide their next move. Karl stops him for a moment and leans closer, "You weren't really plannin' on. Youknow, skinning his 'Johnson'?"

Afton quickly shakes his head, "Course not, I was bluffing... Even if I wanted to torture him I wouldn't go grabbing his dick just to do it. I mean think about how hard skinning a guys genitals would actually be.

Karl shakes his head, "I'd rather not." he says bluntly.

Afton and Karl want to check out the Hidden Supply Cave they'd heard about from the crippled Powder Ganger, but Tamia wants to immediately head to Novac.

After some arguing they decide to stick together for the meantime, with the Legion running about and somehow able to reach this area, sending a woman off on her own wouldn't sit right with Karl, nor Afton.

The group heads out towards the small rocky cliff where the cave laid, they kept down and observant to avoid running into any creature dens... But apparently the wildlife wasn't the only thing they'd have to worry about... Between them and their destiny sat a small camp which contained dirty people dressed in the trademark clothes of the Vipers.

There were four of them sitting around a campfire eating a molerat they'd roasted atop it. One was keeping watch and occasionally glancing around with what should be a mean glare... Afton thought it looked more like a constipated puffer fish though.

Afton glances to Karl, "Same tactic as usual?"

"Shoot until the screaming stops?" he asks semi-sarcastically.

Tamia steps forth and interrupts their talk though, "I'll handle this, you guys back me up if you see trouble." she says before messing up her hair up and smearing her face with some dirt.

The duo was about to stop her, but get second thoughts when they see how confidently she was walking towards the enemy... She takes the axe off of her back and starts running towards the camp, though, she was acting as if she was exhausted, her breathing audible to them from their position.

Tamia breathed heavily and occasionally tripped over her own feet, eventually waving at the group when they spotted her. "HEEeelp~! Please! I think I broke my foot!" she shouts.

The four men immediately draw their weapons but don't fire at her, the axe in her hand doesn't seem to bother them, especially how she held it in such an unfamiliar fashion.

"Heh, looks like lucks on our side today boys. Hey girlie! Come ere' and let us help. We got plenty of chem-Medicine for you!"

Tamia gives a bright smile at them as two walk over to help her up, both already molesting her with their gazes.

Unfortunately for them, Tamia's face hardens when they get close. The way she held the axe quickly changed before she quickly regained her footing and swung the axe.

"GGRRAAGHHH!!" The man shouts in agony as the axe-head is buried into the side of his neck. Hot blood fills his throat as he realises his end is drawing near.

Tamia gives the other a kick, knocking them onto their ass as they scramble for their weapon, wrenching the axe out of her victim and quickly drawing her 9mm pistol.

*BANGBANGBANGBANG!*

She unloads four shots into the two still sitting at their camp, both are struck in the head or neck and are quickly dispatched. She continues her rapid movements, dropping her pistol and gripping the axe in both hands as she plants it into the skull of the unfortunate Viper who'd approached her with their friend.

*Thud!*

A hollow sound rang out mixed with a squelch as it firmly sticks in the man's head. Tamia presses her foot against the corpses face and pulls the axe out with some effort, Turning and giving a small smile to the shocked duo.

Both Karl and Afton had their mouths agape at what they'd just seen. That's one girl you did NOT want to mess with.

"Holy shit." Afton mutters, releasing a breath he hadn't realised he was holding.

"Kid, forget about touching wooin' her. Best leaving women like that to find their own wives..." he semi-jokes...

"You ever seen something like that before?"

Karl nods his head, "Only other person I ever seen that skilled in melee was a Legion commander, man didn't even need a gun, only a machete."

They made their way to the camp where Tamia was already sitting on one of the Viper's corpses and biting into the leg of the Molerat they had been eating. "Still think I can't handle myself?" she says cockily, neither were man enough say anything though...

"Let's just loot them and find that supply cave, you are in a rush right?"

Tamia reluctantly nods and stands, still holding the roasted Molerat leg.