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“Count to three?” Eve said.

Charon kept his gun clenched tightly in hand, eyes shifting towards their destination. They would make it. They would make it or so God help him this whole journey would have been for nothing. They would make that fucking run. “I got your back.” He said.

She nodded. “An’ I got yours.”

“Count to three.”

Eve swallowed hard, the super-mutants were not far from them now, actually within range to run only a few steps considering how fast they were on their feet and smack them around with their giant sledgehammers. She tried her best to keep her labored breathing at bay, but her nervousness was preventing her from doing so.

“One...” Eve began, Charon counting in his head along with her.

The super-mutants who held a melee weapon brought their clubs up in an attacking position, their pace quickening when they realized that the two were planning on fleeing. Eve was already shaking in her boots from the fright that surged through her at this sight; she knew all too well that she could take at least one of them down on her own...but there were close to five or six muties circled around them, which put her and Charon in a do-or-die situation.

“Two...”

Eve readied her feet and kept her fighting stance in place, legs spread and ready to run. She grit her teeth, there was blood in her mouth after being knocked into a wall previously, which in turn gave her a ridiculously large headache. She wouldn’t be letting a measly migraine stop her now, though. The two of them had to get out of this alive, or she would never see her father again...if he was still alive, that is. Mama, help me, for the love of God... She prayed in her thoughts.

It was time. Eve lifted her heels and pressed to the side, Charon immediately following in motion with her. “Three!” And with that, they both bolted like two bats out of hell, bullets from a chaingun dancing with their feet.


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first off, you have no idea how proud i am of how this came out. i put a lot of heart into it, and i'm fucking proud of how it came out. i think i could've done better on the background, but my creativeness was nearly sucked dry after i had started cleaning up the picture XD;

this is the first time i've made something like this without the usage of brushes, i did it all on my own, and i am damn proud of it. especially with Charon...that asshole took up most of my time because i wanted to try my best to do him justice. this piece means a lot to me.

i used Eve (my Fallout OC) and Charon for this because i think that, even though Charon is a distant person and Eve is quite temperamental and sometimes clumsy as a wing-nut, they still have to make sure the two of them survive together. i mean, Eve did buy Charon's contract, so it's his job to keep his mistress safe.

the only thing that pisses me off is that i can't seem to have him and Fawkes following me at the same time Dx ffffffffff.

i failed at trying to draw the super mutant camp outside the mall area, here. which is why that humongous pillar in the background fails to look like the Washington Monument. XD;

song inspirations:

Papa Roach - Crash
Combichrist - Get Your Body Beat
Eisbrecher - Mein Blut
NIN - Every Day Is Exactly The Same

Copyright (c) 2009 oOWhiplashOo/ME. DO NOT STEAL OR USE WITHOUT MY PERMISSION OR I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN AND MAKE YOU SUFFER I SWEAR IT.
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