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[EP: OTA, MacCready] Probably gonna break this one
It wasn't a year, not yet. Coming up on one yeah, he was pretty sure, but fuck if he actually knew. It was messed up trying to keep track of one day at a fucking time when the calendars were kinda the same just shifted some and he didn't really know what day it was when he left in the first place. Still. November. End of November. Seemed about right for the time of year when he left, though you really couldn't tell it by looking outside. It didn't get cold enough. Not that it really snowed all that much in the Commonwealth in November either. Sometimes. They'd get flurries and crap. He'd heard stories of endless blizzards further north and tales from ghouls from back when the bombs dropped about a couple decades or whatever that everything was frozen. Not now. Not anymore.
Not here either.
Still, it was probably an anniversary of something. The day he met Blue? Shit, maybe. No. No, that was before Halloween. Close on about the time they finally raided Med-Tek though and Daisy's caravan set off with the cure for Duncan.
Close enough.
Reason enough to imbibe a little.
The months in the inn, the months of quiet, all this time with so little to shoot at...
Fuck, it chafed at him, and he sat in the slightly crisp morning sun, hanging out in the garden as he pulled an institute laser rifle apart, wondering if he'd be able to figure out something new from it this time, maybe see about actually making the damn thing quieter.
Not here either.
Still, it was probably an anniversary of something. The day he met Blue? Shit, maybe. No. No, that was before Halloween. Close on about the time they finally raided Med-Tek though and Daisy's caravan set off with the cure for Duncan.
Close enough.
Reason enough to imbibe a little.
The months in the inn, the months of quiet, all this time with so little to shoot at...
Fuck, it chafed at him, and he sat in the slightly crisp morning sun, hanging out in the garden as he pulled an institute laser rifle apart, wondering if he'd be able to figure out something new from it this time, maybe see about actually making the damn thing quieter.
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The magic felt warm and weird and he didn't much like it, but he held still for it anyway. Everything anyone had ever said told him he was supposed to trust Pike and that she wasn't going to hurt him.
He was still pretty sure he didn't deserve this and whatever thing gave her power like this was gonna realize that pretty quick and turn it back on him.
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Pushing up her sleeves, she took her symbol in one hand with the other touched his jawbone gently. Instead of casting Cure Wounds again she opted for Regenerate. She’d only cast a handful of times, but also kept prepared.
As the power left her body, she felt it travel through her arm and focus on Mac’s teeth. Her earlier spell would have cured any wounds to the living tissue, but she could feel the teeth begin to reknit, closing cavities and cracks and bring life into the core of each tooth. A moment more of concentration and the nerves simultaneously reignited and calmed, as she found a balance within his body.
“Ha!” She whooped, throwing her fist into the air. “That had to have done it!”
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His mouth...
"How the fuck..." Magic. It was always magic with them. Always magic with all of them. And there he was, the one guy without it.
He dropped his gaze, feeling humbled and unworthy about the whole thing in his little bitter way. "Thank you," he murmured.
The way everyone had spoken of Pike before she showed up, shit the way they still did... she definitely earned it.
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Tucking her finger under his chin, she urged him to look up at her. She was not going to let him treat her any different because she’d worked a minor miracle on him. “You can repay me by letting me fire that lasery thingy a few times.”
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"Lemme put this one back together and we can go somewhere where no one's gonna yell at us for shooting at their crops or experiments or anything else, alright?" he offered, giving her a little smile to kinda like her see her handiwork.