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[....huh. Jack just watches her, listening to every word. Opened the Vault. Had him in his head? Rhys had...Jack in his head? He'd gone crazy and thought that his beloved boss was living inside him? Whoah. He'd known the kid was dedicated, but that was reaching Nakayama levels of...]

[Waitaminute. Nakayama. That AI program he'd spent ridiculous amounts of company time on. Whatever happened to that? he doesn't know. It had been on Helios, probably, in the scientist's lab.]

[Rhys worked on Helios. Rhys had cybernetics. ECHO eye, data mining tech, net hookup, the whole deal. In his brain. He's seen the useless remains, everything's rendered useless on this planet.]

[Now what could go into an ECHOnet neural port and result in somebody having a bodyless Handsome Jack inside their head?]

Holy shit, Nakadrama llama really did it? I mean...you are talking about the Handsome AI Program, aren't you? That was plugged into Rhys' cyberport?

[Now why hadn't Rhys mentioned this little tidbit? Oh they were gonna have such a chat...]

[Fiona shrugged]

You got me. I always thought he was crazy. A few meat bicycles short of a psychoes parade. But, he knew things about Helios that only someone really close to Jack would be able to figure out. Could be an AI Program. Still doesn't make me want to trust you like we're best bros.

Ha! Yeah, that sounds like Rhys. But sweetheart, I swear to you on the soul of my beloved Butt Stallion, I never met the kid before he showed up on my Pokegear. Here.

[He spreads his hands in a 'swear it, ma'am!' gesture. Hey, maybe this is salvageable after all!]

[She's really cute.]

I was busy opening a Vault, dealing with some asshole Vault Hunters, then I was here. You don't have to trust me. Just...don't punch me. You break it, you buy it, you know. And I don't think you could afford that.

[A synthskin replica of his unblemished face custom made to attach directly into ports on his own face had not come cheap.]

[Fiona wrinkled her nose in disgust. She didn't want to buy anything Jack was selling. It was against her better judgemet to believe what he was saying but it sounded as close to the truth as she was ever going to get from someone like him. And he swore on the crystal unicorn. For the moment, she could drop some of the animosity.]

The name's not sweetheart. It's Fiona. And I think we might be on to something with this Vault thing. Could be a clue to getting off this freakshow of a planet and back to Pandora... which, I can't believe I just said.

Fiona! I like that.

[And he likes her spunk.]

Honestly, I can't tell you which planet's better. This one or Pandora. They're both ungoverned frontier worlds full of weird, mutated animals. Except on this one, weapons don't exist and neither does dying or apparently space travel. Vaults, though....

[He shrugs. He's thought about the very same thing. He knows all there is to know about Vaults, and the power they contain. The Vault of the Warrior had been open. Ish. And Lilith had done something with her freaky siren powers. He's heard the rumors about godlike Pokemon, slumbering beneath the earth.]

Wouldn't surprise me if there was one of those here. Look, you want a ride into town? Boner's got dibs on the basket, but the back's all yours! I'll buy you lunch, we'll talk Vaults.

[Decisions, Decisions. She could hop on the back of Jack's pedal bike, accept that she'd have to put her arms around his waist to keep from falling off (or at least one arm on his waist and the other on her hat), and drop her guard that much more to accept his help. Or, she could refuse and walk back to town alone, still uncertain of where she was or how she could possibly get home.

One way or another, something told Fiona that Jack would remember her choice. She could make an enemy or a shaky ally. She just hoped she wouldn't regret this later.]

Fine. But make a move while I'm on the bike and your ass will be in the dirt so fast you won't have time to think of a witty pick up line. Got it?

Wow! What move do you think I could make on a rolling bike, with you behind me? I actually wanna know, that sounds like it could be fun!

[He picks his bike back up and then heaves a sigh. Doom Boner is looking up at him expectantly. The bike is ready to go! He belongs in the basket! Why isn't he in his basket already?]

And Doom Boner's just a baby, we don't want to scar his poor virgin psyche! Alright, you useless pile of lard and bones, let's go.

[And with an audible grunt, Jack hauls the puppy up and deposits him in the basket. He's not surprised she agreed. He's got a way with people. Even people that don't like him.]

[And she thinks his pickup lines are witty!]

I mean, all joking aside, I'm the one putting myself at risk here. What's to stop you from jabbing a pen into my neck while I'm driving? But I like to believe the best in people!

[She rolled her eyes at him, wondering why the hell she was getting on the bike with Jack. There were a million things wrong with this situation. Of course, being here on this strange planet was equally as messed up.]

You're in luck. I don't happen to have a pen handy. But I've been known to make a weapon out of the strangest of things.

[She climbed onto the bike, shifting the backpack over her shoulders.]

Truce until we reach the next town. For the puppy's sake. I can't believe you named it Doom Boner.

Yeah, you're Pandoran.

[Why were all the hot ones crazy and harboring homicidal intentions toward him?]

[He regards the bike and the bandit girl on it. He knows this can work. He's seen it on TV. He's just never been stuck with such a primitive mode of transportation before.]

Alright, I...you know, I don't think I've ever done this. Not with a bicycle. I think you need to sit sideways. So we don't crash when I try and pedal. And of course I named him Doom Boner, look at him! All doom-y and bone-y looking.

[Fiona sighed and stood up once more. In a strange way he reminded her of Rhys. She didn't know if that was a compliment or a serious insult - to either Rhys or Handsome Jack.]

Get on the bike. I'll... squeeze in behind you. How long is it to the next town?

Go ahead and squeeze anything you want!

[Like he's not gonna make a comment. She's cute! Clearly bicycles have some positives going for them.]

[He swings his leg over the bike and settles into position. If he's gonna be on a bike, he's gonna be Handsome Jack on a bike. His sheer aura of awesomeness automatically makes whatever he's doing cool, including this.]

All aboard, beautiful! It's not too long. Longer uphill than down, but we'll get there before dark. And in the meantime...you get the greatest gift ever. My company!

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