Lisa Grayson

☢️ 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.