Bite crawled from the darkened corner when the dust of battle had cleared and the NCR troopers had moved out of sight, making furtive glances in the direction that they had gone. He was mildly disappointed that the Steeler one didn't die, but was quite willing to settle for the trooper that had been smashed by the super mutant. He nimbly leapt upon the bleeding corpse like a vulture and expeditiously searched him for valuables. The man's service rifle was coated in blood and bent nearly in half, useless except for spare parts. However, his 9mm handgun was in a much better shape. He took the trooper's hip holster, fixed it to himself, and put the handgun within. He also removed the man's remaining 5.56mm and 9mm magazines, stored them in his pack, and prepared to move on. Bite looked back in the direction he had came, overcome with the feeling that he would probably not see this place again.<br/><br/>He followed the troopers' trail east, not yet willing to give up on acquiring the gear that the Steeler carried. A laser rifle and a suit of Brotherhood of Steel armor in good condition could bring him around two thousand caps, not even including the ammunition or chems they might carry. With that amount of money he'd be free to binge on whores and chems for a few weeks, or perhaps purchase a new set of gear. He smiled in thought for a moment before putting his mind back to the task at hand.<br/><br/>As Bite followed the trail closer to his prey he could hear drunken singing, the kind one might hear from a saloon or 'round a campfire. The lonely sound echoed through the desolate gray ruins, oddly dismal despite the upbeat lyrics. Bite was drawn to remember earlier times spent with companions. He mouthed the words in tune with the ghostly echoes of a former age, smiling bitterly under the grey mask that he wore.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic">Blue moon, now I'm no longer alone<br/>without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own.</span></div><br/><br/>He continued to follow the sound east, remaining out of the sight of the troopers and his quarry.