Sweets Ranch, Kitchen

Inside the mansions kitchen is comparable to a five star hotels kitchen from the old world, it took a ot of time for sweets to build up this kitchen. Several masked Reapers mill about cooking for their brethren, several stations still open.

*K.I.S.S.A.S.S Leads B into the kitchen*Mind your manners around the reapers, most of them are still tribal.

B stops at the doorway to stare, contemplating how bad he needs the pills. A sudden bunch of neurons with the soul purpose of bringing agonizing pain shoot through his head.
"Uhg! What's a reaper?" B asks as he takes the same path through the kitchen as the robot. He makes sure not to touch anything.

*Sweets voice comes in clearer on the robot.* See those tall scary guys with the skull masks and guns. Those are reapers.

B gets to the nearest station and fiercely looks in the cupboard for glasses.
"Why?"

They were a tribe I protected back in the beginning of the wasteland, they soon grew and started to see me as some kind of god so they modeled masks after mine, and started dressing like i was. All very odd, but very handy when i needed an army to fight vonkraft.

B yanks a cup out of the cupboard and shakes it at the robot.
"You... Your sick. Taking a tribe of people and making them your personal army?!"
B grabs his head and whines, then quickly uses the cup to take the pills.

*a robotic hand takes the cup to a sink, as it works on filling the glass a tall muscular reaper is behind B*We not taken... we fight for honor, reaper save us from raider, unkillable warrior, we honor him by taking his robes, and fighting at his side.

B does a 180 and takes a step back, muttering "Jesus," under his breath.
"Well," he says as he watches the robot and scratches the back of his head, "he did say 'Mind the Reapers' like we where walking through his garden and you guys were, like, roses or something..."

*Sweets returns*Skullcrusher, go and help the construction crews with the mobile hospital, they could use your strength. *the lumbering reaper leaves* I said mind them as their names arent just for show and can take offense easily, i doubt you want to see why hes called Skullcrusher.

B takes the glass back and takes the pills.
"It's too early to have to worry about my well being," he grumbles, rubbing his temples. "You got any coffee?"

*Sweets floats over to the coffee pot, after a moment it beeps dispensing a cup of coffee.* Hands were alot faster than wireless controls.

"Thanks," B grumbles as he takes the coffee. B leans back against a counter and looks around at the men who can easily rip him limb from limb work together to make breakfast.
"So I'm stuck here until your done in that chamber, right?"

You're here as long as you want, but as i offered if you will be trustable, we need an encrypted network set up, and these guys aren't in that wheelhouse.

"Uh-hu,"
B leaves to go back to Sweet's office.