Entry 2, 9/4/2286

I’ve been travelling for a couple of days now with Bruce, I never truly realised just how messed up the wasteland is. Just in the last couple of days, we’ve been attacked by Radscorpions, Bloatflys and all sorts of fucked up critters, not to mention the occasional roadside raiders. And we’ve still got a long way to go!

Luckily for me, Bruce was able to handle them, quite easily I might add. Though I tried to help with a pistol he gave me, though I missed more than I hit. Bruce says I need more practice.

Speaking of Bruce, he’s not what I expected at all from a super mutant. He’s kind, polite, and just a really nice guy. We’ve been talking a lot since he rescued me, I told him what the Raiders did to me and my family, and how grateful I was that he showed up. He seemed to get angry at first, but then calmed down and comforted me, he put his hand on my shoulder and God is he strong. I definitely don’t want to get on his bad side.

I asked him more about his people, though sadly it seems that what people say about mutants is mostly true, as he said that he is one of the few super mutants who are friendly to non-mutants, and even fewer are ones with human and ghoul levels of intelligence. I tried to ask more, but he started avoiding the questions, so I stopped, not wanting to make him uncomfortable by prying into his private life.

I’ve come to really like Bruce, I hope we stay friends in future.