Although keeping his face expressionless, Stone was listening intently to the radio broadcast. Rumours of new ‘armies’ were common in the wasteland. They usually consisted of a coalition of merc groups and they usually lasted only as long as a major decision had to be made. The fact that Three-dog believed these Equestrians warranted a news slot meant that it was serious.
And if they were opposing the Brotherhood of Steel then it would most likely mean that the Aqua Pura shipments would be disrupted. There would be equal amounts of opportunities and dangers for a mercenary in the near future.
“You here about the Ripper, Stone?”
He pushed himself away from the wall and nodded to Hannibal. Stone liked the guy. He was a survivor and Stone respected that. Had they been alone, he might have asked the old man his opinion on the latest broadcast.
Instead he answered, “That I am. Any luck getting your hands on one in decent shape?”
Before he could get an answer he heard a commotion behind him. A small girl barged her way through the crowd and tried to push her way past him.
Stone blocked her with his leg and looked down at her. "Easy. Patience is a virtue."
He turned back to Hannibal.
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