Fallout, Second Life

Adam spent the next good chunk of time telling Salvatore about his adventures since he had been gone. Starting with the Vault full of horrible monsters and ending with his recent trip to The Pier. Unlike Eve, Salvatore got the unabridged version. It's not that he didn't trust Eve, but Salvatore was his partner. If Eve stuck around he would gladly share all his secrets with her, but Salvatore was already in it with Adam. This meant that if Mr. Cantelli called Adam for more work, even if he would prefer not to, Salvatore would probably do it with him.

Needless to say Salvatore was none too pleased with Adam doing work for The Guild. However surprisingly he was unbothered by Adam doing work for Madam Aquamarine. Even his decision to deliver the chems was met with a casual shrug. As far as Salvatore saw it, drugs would circulate even if he killed her, someone would fill the gap, who and what are inconsequential. He didn't have any moral dilemma about it.

Regardless, after he finished up telling his story Salvatore returned with his own. It was a much less exciting story than Adam's mostly about a lot of walking. But it was not without its dangers. Apparently the job was not worth the caps he was paid.

"Frankly I'm beginning to think I make more money with you, whatever sort of amount you throw my way than I do with these random assholes who don't even have a good route planned." Adam laughed.

"Yeah, Scaving is exceptionally lucrative."

"Nah, you are just crazy and lucky." Salvatore grinned. Adam nodded.

"Fair." Adam chuckled. "I've begun to understand that I may be the exception to the Scaver rules. Few are as good as me, I understand."

"That's 'cause guys with your skills would instead either find stable work as a guard in a town like Midway or with The Guild, god forbid, or a mercenary like me. Why throw yourself in danger when you can find stable work?"

"That's half the fun though." Adam said with a teasing grin.

"Hence the crazy." Salvatore said, a smirk of his own. "Well everyone is crazy nowadays, guess we just pick and choose what kinds we are okay with."

"Anyway it's good to have you back, Salvatore." Adam smiled and ate the last bits of his sandwich.

"It's good to be back, kid."

Adam left the bar shortly after, paying 12 caps for the sandwich, and headed back into Midway proper. Once inside he walked through the flea market, making some deals until he was noticed by Ms. Watson again.

"Oh! Adam!" She called out with a smile as she saw him wandering the stalls.

"Oh, hi Mary." Adam smiled. "How have you been?"

"Wonderful, actually." She smiled back, tucking some hair behind her ear as she did. "I wanted to thank you for what you did, showing up for the children last minute like that, but when I went to find out where you were I heard that you had left for a while."

"Ah yes, I'm sorry, I stopped at The Pier for work." She laughed softly.

"That's okay, I just realized I never got a chance to properly thank you for your help. So as late as it is, thank you, Mr. Baxter." Adam chuckled.

"Anytime." He smiled. "If you ever need me again I wouldn't mind helping out. I am an… expert in the old world too if you ever need someone to come and give a seminar about that." Adam said jokingly with a laugh.

"Oh! That actually sounds like a wonderful idea!" Ms. Watson said, which surprised Adam.

"There is a lot of information that is hard to come by for the old world, of course other classes have to take priority but knowing how we got here is important too. If I need help on the subject I will surely call upon you!" She smiled brightly.

"Oh! Well sure, let me know. I may not be around Midway as much as I used to be, but if you ever snag me I would gladly help out."

"Wonderful." She said back. "I won't take any more time out of your day, Mr. Baxter, I just wanted to thank you again. I hope you have a fantastic day."

"You too Mary."

After she walked away Adam resumed what he was doing and continued walking around the flea market. Once he was done he then decided to head to the third floor to try out one of the interesting activities he noticed yesterday. All three sounded fun, but knowing the third floor it was probably going to be expensive, he had to watch his money now, but if the raid on the building was going to be as lucrative as he thought it would make him enough money to not have to worry about it.

Eventually he settled on the batting cage. It cost 100 caps for 1 hour, the same price as the movie theater. Honestly, for an hour, while 100 caps was pricey, it wasn't too much of a ripoff. Either way Adam paid his fare and stepped into the batting cage all geared up for play. Adam quickly realized that if Baseball was still a sport he would be in the MBA.

Adam's enhanced clone body not only had superior strength which naturally allowed him to hit the balls far harder than one would expect, but it also increased his hand eye-coordination and visual acuity far more than he had realized up until now. He did not miss a single ball except for the first one the entire hour he was playing. The only reason he even missed the first one was because he was not ready for the ball yet as much as he thought he was.

By the time Adam was done, he was convinced that despite the circumstances of his birth this body truly was a blessing. He was not even the slightest bit tired either, though he was aware of how well his body could handle exertion so this was not a surprise. Still this really helped him grow an appreciation for how, despite the immoral actions of the scientists, they truly did create a superior body. For that he was thankful.

After he got finished in the batting cage he explored Midway a bit more, and then had dinner for the night. This time he tried a new restaurant, one that was sitting on the tarmac in the back near one of the old employee entrances. The food proved to be quite good, and cheap too, it was honestly quite surprising since this place was so out of the way, but maybe that was why. In either case after paying 34 for his meal he headed back to the layover to turn in for the night. It was a bit early by now but he had things he wanted to do tomorrow so waking up early was better.