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loveyoudarling ([personal profile] loveyoudarling) wrote in [community profile] vault66 2020-05-13 08:58 pm (UTC)

Chocolat Misu | OTA

[1 - Waking Up From An All-Too-Real Dream]

The last thing she remembered was the wedding. The sound of bells and cheerful laughing faces. The warm light of the summer sun and the cool breeze of the ocean. She also remembered all the things she was feeling at the time. Happiness, joy, and a subtle twinge of bitter jealousy. She had promised herself that she would try her hardest to not be angry or disappointed at the loss, after all it was Tira, but in the end those deep rooted feelings still remained.

Her sister or not, she still lost the one thing she never wanted to let go of.

Well she wouldn't have any of it! He may be Tira's husband, but she'd be damned if she wouldn't at least put up a fight! She'll follow him all the way to the honeymoon if she has to! She just knew she could somehow convince him to be hers!

She was just grabbing her things in a hurry, shoving them all into a suitcase with a fury in hopes to catch up to the new couple before they arrived at their vacation spot in the hot springs up north. And then, quite suddenly, the most peculiar thing happened.

She woke up.

It was a rush of a sensation. He sound of gas leaking as she drew her first breath. The cool stagnant air of the Pod Room brushing over her skin as she groggily found herself stepping forward into the seemingly empty metal room.

"Oh..." What? Where was she? This place was completely unfamiliar. It felt so cold and dead. How did she get from the wedding to here? And even worse, where were Carrot and Tira? "Carrot? My beloved? Where are you? ♥"

He had to be around here somewhere, right?

[2- Roaches Rigorously Riot Riled Robot]

Upon adjusting to her awakening within the vault and begrudgingly coming to accept that this land was nothing like the home she had in any of her memories, Chocolat was quick to adjust. Not that she particularly enjoyed her stay; the place was a mess and almost everyone felt too high-strung and sad in her opinion. But regardless she knew more than anyone that home was simply what you made of it.

She was just in the middle of cleaning down the halls with some heavy duty bleach when she happened to notice the large line of roadroaches just a few feet away. There were quite a bit of them, and they seemed to be marching with intention.

Funny, she had seen them around but she had yet to see them behave in such a conformed manner, and the fact that they didn't seem to be charging at her was even more surprising!

So it was with a bit of curious hesitation that she put down her cleaning supplies and followed off after them. Keeping her distance before she suddenly picked up on the large ruckus coming from the kitchen.

Instead of running in all gung-ho though she simply peaked in from around the corner, taking on the point of an onlooker rather than a participant.

"Oh, that one really has some fight in it. It actually looks like he can finish all that himself."

She was amazed actually, the Mr.Handy's all looked like barely working junk when she first saw them, but here this one was taking quite a few cockroaches on it's own!

[3- Hopefully Keeping An Eye On The Pods]

It was late, or at least that's what the Pip-boy permanently attached to her arm seemed to be telling her. It was only for this reason that she found herself wandering around, knowing full well that most of the others were probably asleep at this point.

She knew that hope had been dwindling for almost everyone at this point, but something that had been brought up to her earlier on had been lingering in the back of her mind.

He may not just be a dream. He may just be in one of the unopened pods.

Dear god she really hoped that was the case, but she wasn't going to feel secure with the idea until she had absolute confirmation on the matter. And that was why she found herself back in the pod room, casually looking around at the sealed capsules with lingering hope.

"Oh my beloved darling, I can't stand to be away from you. Please wake up soon. ♥."

She wasn't even really sure if this particular pod was his or not, seeing as the glass had been muddied over with time, but none the less she leaned down against it, her index finger swirling little heart-shapes upon the metal. A small shiver taking over her as her bare bosom pressed against the cool metal.

Perhaps she should have actually put a shirt on before she decided to leave her room in the middle of the night. Oh well, no changing that now.

[4 - Free For All]

[Have any other ideas you wish to play out with Chocolat? Want to plot something out? Feel free to comment here with a starter or PM me with ideas and I'll be happy to reply!]

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