Valik Haz

*He nods, understanding. He speaks again.* "That's okay. I'm just glad you're eating now. You need your strength."

*I finish the food and stand up* thank you

*He nods, and he stands up too. He looks at you, his eyes narrowing. He seems to be studying you again.* "You're welcome. But there's one more thing I want to talk about."

*He looks over his shoulder* Look, I was just raided. I have nothing.

*He doesn't seem to believe you. He pushes you to the ground and searches your pockets. You don't have anything, but he doesn't care. He's going to take your clothes too.*

*You've been walking since forever ago, finding whatever you can try eating without dying of food poisoning by radiation. Maybe you've fought a couple of bad people every now and then, but who isn't? You're now in some woods, away from the wasteland at 9 in the morning. Suddenly, you feel something pressed on your back, cilindrical, a gun barrel. His voice from behind is cold, and you've heard of it from even other bandits, Valik.* "I'd kindly hand over your stuff before I blow your chest out."

nah *lowkey skins you alive*