be as friendly as possible

Seeing as how you don't want to get shot by the woman, you slowly raise your hands in the air and look at her in the eyes.

"My name is John Doe, i'm looking for a place called vault 15. Do you know where it is?" you ask her as you get a better glimsp at her.

The woman was your age, maybe older by a year or two. she work black leather armor that contrasted her red hair and pale skin. she also had wide hips and a look that said she'd kill you and take your junk in seconds.

"please. I just want to help my people." a bit of a plead in your tone as you know your the best shot at your home surviving

she lowers her rifle as another woman walks up to her and what looks like whispers into her ear something. the new girl was of African-American descent with a chocolate tone with her hair a bit frilled and wearing a trader vest. She then turns and looks you up and down.

"well boy, sorry to tell you this, but vault 15 was smashed a while back." The black woman says.

"However, thier is a town called Shady Sands about a days walk from here. you care to join us to going there?" she asked you