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Well its been a long trek across the desert sands, in the blistering sun, sleepless nights, fighting death-claws, and looting everything that wasn't bolted down while stashing a hefty amount of ammo for some fun on the strip. While oddly liked by NCR, he always found a way to make caps off them whether it have been stumbling across a mound of dead soldiers or picking them off from a distance undetected. Tho, his start was a bumpy one also a bloody one, just slaughtering anything for caps, ammo, and guns he never liked living on the strip even tho he liked to gamble and then steal his money back. Being happy alone he has met a few that had gained his respect, Veronica not being one of them due to the fact that she wore that robe and never took it off for anything, not even for a fancy dress she always wanting. While having quite the stash and reputation, hes starting to get bored and possibly looking for a new avenue for caps.