They were led through the various hallways in the building, many of them seeming to be worm-like passages than an actual hall. Soon, they were brought to a room that had some yellowish light escaping under the door; Loretta prepared herself for in case Bright had somehow gone feral. She could feel Emma's nervousness about being there at all, and couldn't blame her either, since some of the older ghouls had lost their eyelids and looked downright freaky. making eye contact with them was one of the few things that still made her shiver; she couldn't imagine having to sleep with her eyes open forever.<br/><br/>The ghoul that had led them in, wearing his Brotherhood robe, opened the door and and told them humbly, "<span style="color: brown">Here you are. They're all yours, Bright.</span>"<br/><br/>What the two saw inside was surreal. There stood a man, a ghoul, a<i>Glowing One</i>, the majority of his skin somehow still intact. Though only parts of him shone through the scaly remnants of his skin, their glow was so brilliant that it illuminated the whole room. He gave Loretta a polite nod, and turned to Emma, a bit surprised to see a human with her. His gaze, though vivid, was not hostile, and he kept his eyes on Emma for a few moments before turning back to Loretta. "<span style="color: lime">So, I hear that you bring ill news, stranger.</span>" His voice was unearthly, and it fit with his radiating aura, something that seemed to have descended from heaven above.<br/><br/>Loretta nodded. "Yeah, it's pretty bad. Found out that The Legion's taken interest in your rockets. Considering what those bastards do to ghouls, you folks wouldn't be able to run fast enough to escape them."<br/><br/>Jason's face, through the glare of his own light and the deformed skin around his cheeks, seemed to fall although it was hard to read his expression entirely. "<span style="color: lime">...I am unsure of what to do. Pray tell, at what time are they supposed to arrive?</span>"<br/><br/>Crossing her arms, Loretta told him grimly, "<span style="color: purple">Sometime tonight, probably just after midnight. They got a small unit on both sides of the basin, so even if you tried to run, they'd still have your hide.</span>"<br/><br/>Jason folded his hands behind his back and paced a few times worriedly. He then looked to both Loretta and Emma. "<span style="color: lime">And why have you come to tell me this if you have just as well doomed yourselves? There is little point in doing so, if we were all fated to die anyway.</span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">That's where this comes in.</span>" Loretta swung her shotgun to the ready and cocked it. "<span style="color: purple">I've killed deathclaws before. Wasn't easy, but I did it. And my friend here's pretty damn good with anything that can explode. Some guys with bumper swords, car doors on their chests and feathers on their heads won't have a chance... that is, if we've got the firepower to keep it up.</span>"<br/><br/>Jason then stood erect. "<span style="color: lime">So what would you ask of us in return? There is little I can think of among the Brotherhood's belongings that you would find valuable.</span>"<br/><br/>Loretta made a bit of a smile and said, "<span style="color: purple">Just keep us loaded on ammo, give us a place to stay, and I'll be happy as a clam. Dunno if I can say the same for my friend, but I sure as Hell take sport in blowing away those inhumane fuckfaces.</span>"<br/><br/>In return to Loretta's words, Jason smiled widely, showing off his mouth and the almost painfully bright glow from behind his teeth. "<span style="color: lime">You must have been a blessing from the Creator himself to offer such services. We will waste no time in preparing you for your endeavor.</span>" His expression was as though he'd gained another soul's worth of happiness from what had been said. "<span style="color: lime">Oh! Please, excuse me,</span>" he said, looking a tad embarrassed, "<span style="color: lime">I haven't even asked either of you for your names. I am Jason Bright, at your service. And who may the Brotherhood's saviors be?</span>"<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">I'm Loretta Taylor.</span>" She gave Jason a salute, and then looked over at Emma, awaiting her to make her own introduction.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>