Its only been 10 years sense the nuclear bomb dropped that destroyed the common wealth. in my travles i have met many great people across the common weal but nobody was like Alex. Alex was the perfect person that anyone would wanna travel with, He had a good sense of humor, he could talk his way outta just about anything....and when he couldnt he could shoot his way out too. Let me tell you i have never seen that skilled of a shooter in my entire life. Me, i was a alright shot, i could talk the bar tender into giving me a free drink if i was lucky enough and i had a big looting problem. But more loot gives me a chance to experiment with what i like to do...building robots! i dont know what about it but i find something very calming about building robots. they have really helped me about building up my old towen after the Nuke took it out. i build robots to help me with normal everyday problems, But there is something else i have planned.....a vehicle! of some sort......im still working out the kinks. hopefully everything will go to plan. im hop-"Hey Rick! what are you typing there? you where really typing up a storm there!" i looked up from my terminal and i see alex standing there with his red hair and him reloading his hunting rifle. "Hey alex! nothing much just putting an entry into my journal. Did you shoot somethin'?" i asked. He set the hunting rifle down on the desk "Yeah there was a group of farels wondering awful close too the town" he said. he sat down on the couch across the room. "Good job alex! hopefully ill have this new security system up and running soon so we dont have to worry about farles or anything like that." he let out a smirk "I dont know Rick.....you could always use the target practice!" he saod laughing. i let out a painfully sarcastic laugh and smirked......that damn sense of humor......
