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Ms.Ezra
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Utah. New Canaan. Those words had triggered in Ezra an almost nauseating series of memory flashes the moment she re-connected with Ringo at the Crimson Caravan Company. The last time this had happened was when she retrieved her pistol from the Khans at Boulder City. She had remembered unwrapping it from a box, and the shock from the first time firing it and feeling the recoil. At these words, she'd had flashes of a man, old enough to have a greying beard, laughing as he helped her up from the ground. And a leather-bound book being thrown to a dusty floor.
Now that Benny was dead, Ezra was intent on digging deeper into why Utah and New Canaan had triggered such a reaction. House and his plans had been brewing for decades, so she figured they could wait another month or so while she finally took the time to sort herself out.
Which was why she was now part of a caravan headed to Zion Valley. Jed said they'd be meeting up with the New Caananites, if not reaching the town itself. She didn't know what to expect. Would one of them recognize her? Or was she going to walk away and be disappointed to learn New Canaan had just been one more stop on the journey she'd taken before coming to the Mojave?
ED-E hovered above her, his sensors scanning the area around the valley where they'd made camp after the sun came down. It wasn't likely a Deathclaw was skulking around the rocky landscape of the pass, but it was better to be safe than sorry. The robot had come along at her urging, citing his sensors as a way for all of them to sleep easier. She took off her hat and leaned against the rock to look up at the clear sky. The only light for miles around was the camp fire just coming to life, allowing the stars to shimmer in all their glory. She sighed and tried in vain to search for a radio signal on her Pip-Boy. But they were too far to even pick up Mr. New Vegas, so she'd be forced to listen to the inane things the others talked about around the campfire.
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Now that Benny was dead, Ezra was intent on digging deeper into why Utah and New Canaan had triggered such a reaction. House and his plans had been brewing for decades, so she figured they could wait another month or so while she finally took the time to sort herself out.
Which was why she was now part of a caravan headed to Zion Valley. Jed said they'd be meeting up with the New Caananites, if not reaching the town itself. She didn't know what to expect. Would one of them recognize her? Or was she going to walk away and be disappointed to learn New Canaan had just been one more stop on the journey she'd taken before coming to the Mojave?
ED-E hovered above her, his sensors scanning the area around the valley where they'd made camp after the sun came down. It wasn't likely a Deathclaw was skulking around the rocky landscape of the pass, but it was better to be safe than sorry. The robot had come along at her urging, citing his sensors as a way for all of them to sleep easier. She took off her hat and leaned against the rock to look up at the clear sky. The only light for miles around was the camp fire just coming to life, allowing the stars to shimmer in all their glory. She sighed and tried in vain to search for a radio signal on her Pip-Boy. But they were too far to even pick up Mr. New Vegas, so she'd be forced to listen to the inane things the others talked about around the campfire.
http://tinypic.com/r/2utks50/8
http://tinypic.com/r/160tute/8