"Cut them loose," ordered Frances as she reloaded her pistol. Behind her Dianne, now better known as her callsign - Farsight, took up an overwatch position covering one of the exits to the large hut with her hunting rifle as Stitch made his way through the tribal hostages, cutting their bonds free with a scalpel.
Vault boy wasn't one of the prisoners.
Frances couldn't help but be reminded that it was her in that position not long ago, having been taken by rogues and then sold to these raiders to suffer unspeakable indignities. She and Dianne were lucky, surviving until the Brotherhood of Steel rescued them and recruited them into their ranks. Their other friend Brenda was less fortunate, and ended up as dinner a week before the rescue.
These tribals wouldn't suffer that fate though, now they were free... Free to serve the brotherhood. With this success Frances was allowed to expand to a full squad, gaining recruits Trevor the fat, goatee Brian and Robin who does his best to emulate his favorite comic book sidekick.
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