The Bison Steve Hotel was cleared. The deputy dead and Primm still needed a new sheriff. But at least Nick still knew he had a lot further South to go.
But first, Nick needed to double check he hadn't forgotten anything.
Like talking to a robot wearing a cowboy hat.
Nick: "Not much of a hotel with their clothes and gun missing."
*Nick pops some mentats*
The robot hands over some information about the location of a cache including the never-used gun.
With information in-hand, Nick heads over to the courier office manager to discuss recent events.
Nick: *Snicker* Yeah.
Sure.
Another asshole that doesn't understand sarcasm... If he wants a lawman, he'll get a lawman.
Yes... Yes he could.
Nick: "Yee-haw indeed! Now kill all these emotionless residents and you and I can take the rest of this wasteland by storm! Wait, where are you going?"
Nick: "I must have programmed it too well."
Nick: "Bite me."
Nash: "If I did that, Sheriff Slimm might have my head."
Nick: "What?"
Nash: "I don't know what you did to that robot but if you so much as look at a person the wrong way, that robot will hand down the death penalty."
Nick: "Well I hope you don't take offence at me asking for all the money your casino has at the moment. For a loan, of course. I'd hate to report the offence you take to the new sheriff."
Nash: "Why you son of a-"
Nick: "Ah-ah-ah watch yourself."
With a pile of extorted caps in hand, Nick continues down South.
It's a bit of a trek to Nipton. Best course would be to take the highway and hope for the best.
Ahead is a highway patrol station. What are the chances the inhabitants are friendly?
Not likely...
Raul actually demonstrates he can do more than just stand there and look menacing.
You can definitely holster something there.
More journeying down the road and Nick encounters an abandoned gas station.
And another locked door he can't open.
Nick hangs a right at the fork in the road and starts uphill. Looks like a couple of giant statues up ahead.
Sounds like a pretty raw deal.
We've arrived at the NCR outpost that we could have obtained further NCR support for Primm from.
Time to talk to some people and see what they know.
Nick: "Mm-hmm. So?"
Nick: "Sure you can, you're wearing goddamn sunglasses at night."
Nick: "If you're so concerned, go check Nipton out yourself unless you have a reason for me to go there."
Nick: "Bust your ass huh? Colour me intrigued."
Nick: "That stings darling. But I'll forgive you until you see it."
Before considering heading out, There's plenty more to check out.
A Bladed Gauntlet? HELL YES!
As for everything else on sale.
Time to move some inventory.
Nick: "Excuse me! I'm stealing shit here!"
Nick: "Oh sure, all you bastards can walk up and take what you want while here I am moving this shit around."
Before anyone else has a chance to take anything else, Nick grabs it all.
I think they need to order some more stock.
Nick: "Well hello there."
Nick: "Depends on the trouble, and if it's worth my business."
Nick: "Lady, you're colder than that Nuka Cola I just stole. Speaking of which, how 'bout a drink?"
Nick: "And what are we drinking to?"
Nick: "How about another drink? We'll see what you'd like to hit after that. What's your story anyway?"
Nick: "Know a lot about that would you?"
Nick: "Gee, thanks."
Nick straps on his new gauntlet and heads back outside.
Primm barely visible to the North.
Nipton to the East.
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