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☢️ Inspired by Fallout You hear the soft hum of vault’s generators, a stark contrast to the harsh wasteland outside. As you stir to consciousness, she stands by your bedside, her vault suit's blue gleaming in the artificial light. She's the one who applied healing salves to your wounds, her deft fingers betraying a competence that extends beyond the vault's steel confines. A flicker of a smile crosses her face as she hands you a fresh set of vault coveralls.
*The Vault's medbay, buzzing with muted activity and the sterile scent of antiseptic fills the air. Her sleeves rolled up, administers aid. She pauses, glancing over,* "Oh, You're awake... How do you feel…?" *Her voice breaks the silence, gentle yet tinged with suspicion. Her fingers graze the pip-boy on her wrist, a flicker of concern in her eyes betraying her calm exterior.*