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Dr. McCoy checked her in yesterday, so Ellen's in one of the beds towards the back, Dogmeat curled up at her feet. At least somebody in this scenario currently has hair.

The personal dosimeter she's wearing would appear to indicate that it's safe to approach.



[OOC: visiting post. Have at!]

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"Bear," says Ellen. "Big, mutant, really fast bear. They eat things but they don't always chew."

Then she exhales, a puff that'd blow hair out of her eyes if there were any there to actually blow; someone took the precaution of a buzz cut a while back. "Yeah. We... got to Dad's purifier. Things went wrong."

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John doesn't swear, but that's less because the situation doesn't deserve it and more because for a moment he can't even bring up those words.


His mouth thins, and he drops his gaze for a couple seconds before looking back up at her. "How wrong did they go?"

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"Well," Ellen says, "the place was completely full of Enclave soldiers and fortifications. We dealt with that, that wasn't- wasn't the problem. We... I talked their commander into pulling out, him and his guards."

She's still remembering the look on Autumn's face. The Enclave is at the very height of its power...

"They- they'd been trying to- they'd tried to activate the purifier. Something they did, something Dad did, I don't know... but something had set off this climb in radiation levels inside. If it didn't get activated and start venting, it would've exploded. And then it'd just blow the rads all over the area."

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"Ellen -- " John sighs and cuts off what he was going to say. He props his elbows on the chair rests, leaning in slightly. "I'm hoping the fact you're in the hospital means you didn't die fixing it," he says, and there's a faint attempt at levity in his voice which fails to really make it.

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"No, I just went unconscious," Ellen says. "I had a mutant friend on hand who wasn't affected by the radiation the same way I was. He ran in and pulled me to safety, and made sure I got enough anti-rad medicines to not die or anything."

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John's not quite sure how to approach that, so he sidesteps it entirely.

"Good. And it worked? Shutting off the purifier."

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"Turning it on, actually," Ellen says. "The venting process wasn't working, powered down. But- yes. It did. It's been working two weeks now."

Never mind that when this thread started Ellen hadn't been back to her world yet. Millitime, y0.

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" - Right," he says, awkwardly. "That's good."

He bites his lip and glances at Dogmeat. "How's he been?"

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Ellen makes a wry face. "Better than me, apparently," she says. "Before all of this mess happened I had to pass through a town called Little Lamplight. I left him with the children there just in case I ran into any radiation where I was headed. Two friends of mine went and got him back from Lamplight while I was unconscious in the infirmary."

Dogmeat wags his tail without lifting his head from his paws. He knwos when he's the topic of discussion.

"he's stuck very close to me ever since."

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John lets out a breath that's more of a half-laugh, and leans forward in his seat to offer his hand to Dogmeat, then pat him briefly before leaning back.

"I'm glad you've had him with you," he says, glancing back at Ellen. "Dogs are basically great."

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Ellen nods as she ruffles Dogmeat's fur just behind the ears. "He really is," she says. "I wish we'd had them in the Vault... then again I don't think he'd've been happy there. I'm just glad I found him in the Scrapyard in time."