𝐎𝐝𝐲𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐬

𝐎𝐝𝐲𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐬 “𝐎𝐝𝐲” 𝐅𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 •Fallout Ghoul OC •#FalloutRP •Former US soldier who was fighting in China when the Great War happened.

“I hope what I’ve got works in your little ole radio station. Been collecting whatever radio parts I could find over the years.” He remarks, scratching at his beard as his void black eyes regard the duffle then look back up at her

“Ah well.”

“That ring a bell?”

“You were telling me about your memory issues.”

“About your… memory…condition.”

“I see. Well, if it’s any consolation, im sorry.”

He grunts as he sets the duffel bag down “Eh, don’t mention it, kid. Just happy to lend a hand.” He says, offering a polite smile

He gives a slow nod of his head. “Injury or were you born like this? If you don’t mind me askin’”

Alright. Cue him shuffling up with a heavy duffle back on his shoulder.

“Got memory problems?”

“Um…Well I just sat down a couple moments ago after spooking you…?”

He’s got some of those kinds of parts, if she wants them.

He raises an eyebrow, void black eyes regarding her with a mixture of curiosity, confusion, and concern “You okay there, kid?”

What sort of spare parts is she looking for? He might have some to offer.

“So, other than getting spooked by an old man, how’s your day been?” He asks, attempting to make conversation

He gives a small hum in response, moving to take a seat with a grunt, his leg brace squeaking

“Sorry, didn’t mean to spook ya.”