KimRae shook her head as she relaxed under the bush. Once again her  general whereabouts had been discovered and it was just a matter of time before she was not safe in the park. She had relied on the Brothers of Steel maintaining order here and adding an intimidation factor to deter that  idiot from following her home. Now she realized she had only be fooling herself. She was getting lax now that the Abandoned were gone.<br/><br/>The last few days she had scouted around, trying to find possible places to crash. In New York City, finding a safe place was nearly impossible. What she needed was to find some Rangers to hang out close to. They were more human than the Brothers of Steel and in hand to hand combat were much tougher. Lacing her fingers behind her head, she smiled dreamily to herself.<br/><br/>She liked Rangers, bad ass, that is what they were, like her, only ramped up. She had seen a few striding about the city, those long dusters swirling around their boot tops. There was an air of don't mess with me about them that caused her breath to catch in her throat and her heart to pound a little faster. She, on occasions, like now, contemplated what that meant and for the life of her, she had no idea.  Ghouls actually ran when they caught wind of a Ranger in the area. She wondered if one of the Brothers could take them. KimRae only had confidence in street ethics, real fighting, real combat. So, she would put all three of the bottle caps she owned on a Ranger, every time.<br/><br/>Not that the Brothers of Steel were a joke. They had all those lasers and high tech stuff, but everyone knew that sometime or another, technology would fail and then all you could count on was yourself. All that steel plate and fire power, well, it would probably take the day if it came to an out and out battle, like with those Super Mutants. She rolled to her side, to peer out through the bushes. Just thinking of those freaks set her teeth on edge.<br/><br/>Like a sore tooth that becomes the central focus of the tongue, KimRae probed at the real danger that she was in and that was Travis. He was becoming a better sniper, or at least his shots were coming closer each time. One thing that kept him from actually winging her was the fact that he allowed his emotions, his hatred of her, to cloud his vision and judgment. She had loved him once, been his girl’s closest thing to a sister. She thought he had been close to her, too, like family. When Viv had been eaten by a ghoul, he had blamed her and he had tracked her all over this city in an attempted to make her suffer.<br/><br/>KimRae wiped the tears off her cheeks. Soon she would be forced to move, to maybe one of the old burned out craters in the center of town. Soon, but not right now.