CANARY SAM
A new client, huh? Go upstairs. Can’t sell you so much as a candy bar until you talk to the boss.
Hellos
What can I get you?
Looking for a fix?
Got everything but the quantum. You’ll have to ask the boss about that. But I wouldn’t recommend it.
So, you’re still alive. That’s the second one today. Boss must be in a good mood.
Why do they call you Canary Sam?
You know how miners use canaries in coal mines?
Well, we plan on moving around a bit, so Eightball keeps me around because I’m radiation sensitive.
If I get sick or drop dead, that’s how they know a place is too hot.
Why would you agree to that?
Well for one, I’m addicted to RadAway. And the chill doesn’t amount to much if you’re aren’t burning up.
The chill?
It’s the high you get from the meds. It’s kind of like iced tea. You gotta boil it up before you kick it down.
Did you know Carver?
For all of ten minutes before the boss gutted him. Not much for words, you know. More of a screamer, if you catch my drift.
What brought you here?
Eightball was looking for someone to deal the quantum once the chef finished cooking.
She knew me from back when I sold chems to her old raider crew.
How did you meet Eightball?
Yeah. She used to be muscle for one of the raider gangs that ran the metro.
But truth is, I hadn’t seen her around in a while. Word is she did something batshit and got her ass locked up by her own people.
Why did the raiders lock Eightball up?
Don’t know. Can’t say I’m not curious, though.
Fuck, I’ve seen raiders kill their own brother and eat the corpse, and no one so much as bats an eye.
So for Eightball to get locked up by one of her own, sheeit, I can’t even imagine what kind of fucked up shit she did.
A lot of the mercs Carver hired seem suspect.
Ha, you get what you pay for, right? Yeah, personally I think he was charity case, but who knows.
Let’s trade.
What you see is what I got.
All right.
I got something that’ll fix you up real good.
Later.
See ya.
If you don’t have caps we can trade quantum for Psycho and Jet. Then when everything flips we’ll sell it for twice as much.
This is the only place in all of D.C. where you can get your hand on quantum gravity.
What’s in quantum gravity?
To tell you the truth, it’s a cocktail of mud water, sugar, and drain cleaner.
You can try and warn the fiends, but I doubt they’d listen. Too much brain damage.
Goodbye
Adios.
Later.