false confidence - injured, joining

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BENNY G.

"at this point, ain't he just buzzardfood?" benny came to the other dweller with a frown on his maw, looking at the Dobermans rough state. jeez, it was painful just to look at. he couldn't imagine what sort of unbearable pain was surging through the canines body. initially the fox didn't really want to help, seeing it as useless waste of time. food. medicine. he might just die on them overnight anyhow if he couldn't make it through the significant drop of temperature.


nevertheless, his sliver of good morality prodded him until a long sigh drew from his lips. "cozy, wanna get some water to clean him up?" thank god for the abundance of cacti in the territory. "i'll get some'a those wax leaves and stryker, my pal, bring'im to camp or somethin' so we can get more paws to help." it was gonna be rough trying to save rigel, but if he fought through it to survive, he may just be one lucky son of a bitch.

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