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Dec. 10th, 2012 10:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's been a very, very busy day at the factory, both on the premises and around the perimeter, and while most of it is well in hand Ellen really just needed a breather. She's settled in at one of the tables in the Bar, doing her best to mend the inevitable vagaries of time's effects upon her favorite pair of boots.
(It's her only pair of boots unless you count the ones built into her power armor, but whatever.)
Since Dogmeat's asleep under the table nearby, rather than on guard, she could be bothered.
(It's her only pair of boots unless you count the ones built into her power armor, but whatever.)
Since Dogmeat's asleep under the table nearby, rather than on guard, she could be bothered.