Meet the Ranger

Chomp sighed as he sat in the mess hall at Sloan for dinner time. Work was still stopped because of those damn death claws Even though the NCR head delivered them more dynamite They didn't have the troops to spare to kill the damn things infesting the quarry. "At least they were able to heal snuffles before skedaddling" he grumbled wondering when they would be able to get back to work. His thoughts would be interrupted as the door opened as a figure entered the mess hall. Turning around his eyes widened at the sight at first he thought the man was an NCR ranger but once he saw the golden star on his trench coat he knew exactly what he was.

Riley took in a breath as he entered the mess hall. Walking over to The lady serving food he purchased some dinner before taking a seat at the table with chomp. "Evening" he greeted before digging into his food.

"Never thought I'd see one of you desert rangers" Chomp stated, "what brings you all the way to Sloan?"

"Just passing through had some business up near Vegas heading down to the Mojave outpost now to meet up with an old friend" Riley replied taking another bite.

"How the hell did you get past the death claws," Chomp asked in astonishment.

Riley proceeded to lift a bag onto the table containing several heads of the creatures "Don't got to get past them if you just take care of them you boys should be able to get back to work" he stated. Finishing his food the ranger left the dumbstruck Chomp at the table before heading out into the evening.