Becca sat as far back as she could in the chopper. With the adrenaline worn off she was shaky and sullen and just needed to collect herself. She braced her elbows on her knees and put her head in her hands. Fingers gently rubbed her temples and she just took deep breaths. She went back over the day and just shook her head. She should be dead ten, maybe twelve different times. The realization made her feel sick to her stomach and did nothing to help her trembling. She was not cut out for this madness. She was a mechanic not a warrior. She fixed things but how was she supposed to deal with all of this. Duos, if that was any sort of name he cared to go by, needed someone on his side if this broke bad but what help could she offer. She had no idea if she had the skill to help fix him and if it came down to it, they would probably just shoot her and do what they wanted. Then there was Jynx. She wanted to help the girl but did she want help? She had obviously been out in the wastes a long time and had survived. What the hell could she do to help the girl? The pang of guilt she felt did not help. Part of her wanted Jynx along because she could be the "muscle" Becca knew she was not. What the hell had she gotten herself and the other two into?<br/><br/>Her thoughts were interrupted when she caught sight of Jynx's meal. The urge to be ill almost won out but she managed to fight it down. Thankfully it was not long after that they began the landing procedure. She looked out over New Vegas. It had been a long time since she had been there and never beyond the outskirts. Becca caught her reflection in window glass. She looked terrible, pale and dishevelled. God she hoped whatever happened they had hot, running water. She just wanted to soak in a nice bath. When everyone piled out of the chopper, Becca leaned over to D.<span style="color: indigo">"you might want to have someone check the mechanism that drives the rotor. I could hear something grinding. Needless to say, it the gears wear down and the rotor stops spinning while that thing is in the air something very bad will happen." </span>It was spoken in a quiet nonchalant way that was more due to her exhaustion than a lack of concern.<br/><br/>Becca walked the short distance to the car, both to marvel that someone had a working one and to properly thank those that had saved her. She was a firm believer in proper thanks for a good deed done. Waiting silently for them to disembark and stretch, she was shocked to see the girl just break into a full out run away from them. Her head cocked to the side in confusion. What the hell is that about? She thought. The ghoul was quick to sprint after her and Becca caught a pink blur speed past the car as well.<span style="color: indigo"><b> "Oh son of a bitch!" </b></span>Becca muttered, seeing Jynx go after the girl as well. Her eyes flicked to Duos and D and then to the trio tearing off.<span style="color: indigo">"W-wait right here, don't move!"</span>She said before letting her pack hit the ground and tearing off after them. They had a pretty good head start but she had to try and stop Jynx. She was very concerned for what would happen if Jynx caught up to the girl. Visions of the lizard from earlier clouded her vision as well as concern for Jynx. Running around like that, injured as she was could not be good for her.<br/><br/>In her haste to try and help, she realized she had left Duos alone. She promised his she would not do that. Fuck! Why was nothing easy since these people had come into her life? She stopped, looking around and easily seeing the part in the crowd. Tearing off in that direction she promised herself that she would get back to the group as soon as she could and she prayed that nothing happened to him while she was gone. She knew that if any harm came to Duos she would never forgive herself.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>