ZThemes
Girl in leather, should have known better.

Maria Morietti; Lone Wanderer.
Independent Fallout 3 RP
Faceclaim: Cara Delevigne.
Location: The Capital Wasteland/DC.

--- Currently 5 months pregnant.

Tinned Peaches [Harkness|Maria|Butch]

rebellionwithcause:

security-chief-harkness:

His back pressed against the outer shell of the ruined plane curling against the metal and turning his attention towards the person in front of him. His arms were folded. Harkness smirked. “I have time" it was a reply to a question spoken moments ago. He had allowed the silence to follow before answering. 

There was a flash of teeth as the smirk grew. As much as he was trying to remain stoic the other brought the less serious side of him. Pushing off of the plane he strolled towards him, the light dim from the small lighting available. Hell, It was the middle of the night and his shift had been uneventful so far until his patrol came this far. 

Good. Because he really wasn’t going to take no for an answer. When did Butch ever take no as a reasonable answer. He didn’t have Ellie tonight so it was the perfect time for the three of them to get together again. He returned the grin, cheeky and full of unknown mischief as always, but mainly because he was glad that he didn’t have to persuade him to do this. 

"Right well get your ass through that door then." A hand landed on his shoulder as he shifted round behind him, placing the other hand on the opposite one and practically shoving him off the flight deck and into the corridor. "I’m makin’ sure ya go now before you decide that you have paperwork or some other bullshit to do." His pip-boy was off for the night, no distractions and Harkness wasn’t going to be disturbed either. A quiet word with Lana had sorted that out for him. 

Needle dropped down the record she flows around the room, slowly dancing around a bed covered in various cans; ‘a gift from your admirers in the Wasteland.’ Yeah. A fuck-load of unmarked cans, fantastic, not that she was worrying…yet. 

"Tutti frutti, oh Rudy, A whop bop-a-lu a whop bam boo."~

HOWEVER for the first time in what seemed like forever Butch and Harkness were coming to her room to hang out just like old times. It seemed like an age away since their last meet up like this. She was excited.

The door went and skipping (well, as best as she could) over to the door she pulls it open with a signature, sun challenging smile. 

"Ooo now who sent these two handsome men to my door," she laughs, "Oh no wait," she gives Butch a screw-eyed look, “Oh no this one is faulty, his hair isn’t right I’ll have to send him back to the firm.” 

rebellionwithcause: [09868] Bitch, get to the lab now :)

rebellionwithcause:

missmaria101:

[99867] WHO are you calling bitch? Bitch. I’M COMING~ <3 

Jumping up from the bed she skips (?) down the corridor and over to the lab an excited smile plastered over her face. 

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutchieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." 

Don’t mention it.” He had been planning this for months, every time he had stepped foot out into the wastes he had been searching for them, making damn sure that if he couldn’t find a pair he would find someone that could make them. Luckily he had found them. A bit of repair here and there but and making sure that they were the real deal. 

"Fuckin’ try them on." He waved a hand at her. "We’ll have to go down to the house, see if you can work them." There was a challenging tone to his voice, but he had seen Maria dance and there was no doubt she had a natural talent for it. "Love ya too Nosebleed. now stop thankin’ me and start trying them out. I wanna see if they fit alright."

The shoes are clung to her chest for a moment just holding the moment, relishing in their beauty to combat the overwhelm she was feeling. 

Right, right. Setting herself down she kicks off her boots, pulling the shoes on over her black leggings. Wiggling her feet she beams a grand smile. "They fit me perfectly." she taps them against the floor, then holds her arms up; universal speak for ‘up’. "You’re gonna have to carry me on down to the house though cause I’m not taking these babies off." 

And she wasn’t getting them dirty either. 

rebellionwithcause: [09868] Bitch, get to the lab now :)

rebellionwithcause:

missmaria101:

[99867] WHO are you calling bitch? Bitch. I’M COMING~ <3 

Jumping up from the bed she skips (?) down the corridor and over to the lab an excited smile plastered over her face. 

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutchieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." 

He had searched for fucking ages for this, she deserved something for herself. Alright fair enough she probably wouldn’t be able to use them for quite some time, or at least she would have to break from it at some point in the next few months. "Well I got a glimpse once that ya liked dancin’, so I spent sometime findin’ ya some proper shoes. Took my fuckin’ ages so ya better like them."

So she opened the box and the scream that echoed through the city was probably loud enough to attract every single dog in the wasteland to their location. In her hands were ballet shoes, actual, beautiful dancing shoes. Tears welled up in her eyes, these were the shoes she’d dreamed of. 

"Butch," she gasps, gasping back the tears. The emotions from the last ten minutes too much, “They’re beautiful, I love them.” her eyes focus back on the pink silk. "and I love you, thank you so much, for everything.

security-chief-harkness: [THIS NOTE ENTITLES YOU TO /THE/ PLASMA RIFLE FOR THE REMAINING HOURS OF YOUR BIRTHDAY]

When she finds the note, hidden out of sight she whines, throwing her head back, whimpering. Holding it in her hands she goes to find him, eventually when she does she waggles it in his face, bottom lip out. 

"You have to be nice to me I’m pregnant." then she makes grabby hands at the rifle. 

rebellionwithcause: [09868] Bitch, get to the lab now :)

rebellionwithcause:

missmaria101:

[99867] WHO are you calling bitch? Bitch. I’M COMING~ <3 

Jumping up from the bed she skips (?) down the corridor and over to the lab an excited smile plastered over her face. 

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutchieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." 

"Yeah, yeah alright." He didn’t think much about it, it was just something he knew inside, only he had never spoken about it before, never said it out loud. It was just fact. Like Wally used to be his Brother, Maria was his Sister. He didn’t shirk away from the hug, but welcomed it. "Course I do, wouldn’t have said it otherwise. Now, come on open ya fuckin’ present before I do it for ya." 

"Right, right." she pulled away, wiping her eyes with a laugh. Damned emotions, it just really, really honestly touched her deeply. Waving her hand in front of her face she composes herself and goes back to the box, opening it up with excitement. 

rebellionwithcause: [09868] Bitch, get to the lab now :)

rebellionwithcause:

missmaria101:

[99867] WHO are you calling bitch? Bitch. I’M COMING~ <3 

Jumping up from the bed she skips (?) down the corridor and over to the lab an excited smile plastered over her face. 

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutchieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." 

Shaking his head at her giddiness he spins in his chair with a smile, taking the box from his desk and holding it out to her. "Here’s ya confirmation. Happy Birthday sis."

Greedy hands take the box, eyes wide staring at it hungrily, she’s about to tear into when she freezes, looking up like a deer in the headlights. "…Did you just," she blinks, hormones kicking in a lump already rising in her throat, lip wobbling. "Bu—Brother.” her arms fly around his waist, "Do you really mean that? You’ve never said that before oh my god." she’d forgotten the box in her hand. 

rebellionwithcause: [09868] Bitch, get to the lab now :)

rebellionwithcause:

missmaria101:

[99867] WHO are you calling bitch? Bitch. I’M COMING~ <3 

Jumping up from the bed she skips (?) down the corridor and over to the lab an excited smile plastered over her face. 

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutchieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." 

[09868] You bitch! See you in a bit!

He could hear her before she entered the room. Instantly he put his hands over his ears as she practically screamed his name.

"Guessin’ y’know why you’re here then birthday gal."

The skip continues as she bounds over to Butch, the dance in her step unceasing. "I thiiiiiiiiiink I have a good idea, but you’ll have to confirm that Dumb-Dumb." 

A courier comes along with a small box in hand along with a note.

I have a habit of finding ruins of old accessory stores so I keep a lot of trinkets I find. I heard you were pregnant so I thought these would be nice? One for you and one for your child whenever it comes… I don’t know. I hope for the best for you and your child. Happy Birthday.

Sincerly Avrid

She opens it with a broad, beaming smile. How adorable, thank you Avrid. 

"Look Pud," she drapes the smaller pendant over her belly, "isn’t this nice?" 

oleandershaman: Leaves a handmade flower crown and some homemade perfume oils at her wake.

"Oh." she gasps, handling the items delicately. "Oh my this is…this is beautiful — FREDDIE COME AND LOOK AT THIS." 

She spends the next hour oggling it with awe. 

She spends the whole day walking around with a party hat on singing 'Happy birthday to meeeeee~” 

rebellionwithcause: [09868] Bitch, get to the lab now :)

[99867] WHO are you calling bitch? Bitch. I’M COMING~ <3 

Jumping up from the bed she skips (?) down the corridor and over to the lab an excited smile plastered over her face. 

"Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutchieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." 

security-chief-harkness:

With instinct his eyes roamed the Marketplace as he approached the small eatery. An extra moment was spent searching for the current guard on duty who offered him a nod of greeting. He was relatively new and as such Harkness made a note to visually check in on him occasionally as he drank.

He smirked giving Maria a small shrug, he wasn’t as excitable as the vault dweller but coffee was damn coffee. His mouth objected to object to the retaliation but he had nothing he could say to that. Harkness laughed. “Ouch" he mocked with a roll of the eyes.

Automatically his hand brought the pot closer to himself to pour. She had enough energy as it was and the guidelines with this kind of bullshit and pregnancy failed him. Giving a big smile he patted the gun fondly, not as different as she would her stomach. “Part of the job unfortunately “so, what’s the matter?

Harkness wasn’t going to take the damned coffee away from him, he would certainly feel her wrath in an instant. She fires him a warning glance before looking back into the dark depths of her mug, swirling it experimentally before taking a long, well appreciated, sip. It only burned her tongue slightly. Ow. 

"Me and Pud just wanted to come see you," she says matter of factly. Recently their interactions had been limited, Harkness was still getting his barrings back, he was still re-learning everything he once new. Getting familiar with it all once more. It was a frightening thought to her, loosing her memory she couldn’t even begin to conceptualize it, but poor Harkness was experiencing it and couldn’t do a damned thing but keep on going. It was admirable really. He never ceased to amaze her. 

"…I’ve missed you." 

thelonewandereravrid:

@missmaria101
NOPE I AM 100% Awake

you banana <3