Atomica #5 (Part 2)

ISSUE 5: RIVETING CONVERSATIONS (Part 2)

Slipping onto the main deck, ducking behind an ancient fighter plane, Atomica activated her armour dove into the river.

ACTIVATING HAZARDOUS ENVIRONMENT MODE.

Wait, what?

The suit flowed around her nose and mouth causing her to gasp as she hit the water. None made it in. She was breathing normally.

Cool.

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The swim through the broken bow of the ship was largely uneventful. The mirelurks were easy to evade. The taps less so.

Someone is living here.

Making her way more carefully after narrowly dodging out of the way of a proximity mine, Atomica eventually found the old lab.

She approached the man who was inhabiting it, expecting to have to explain herself.

“ATOM-1? Its been a dog's age! I heard you were dead! Is that the new armour? Well. Can't be that new, it was 18 years ago when Doctor Atomic and I were working on it.”

The man was Pinkerton himself. After thoroughly peppering her with questions, she managed to get a word in edgewise.

Pinkerton told her the whole story. How her mother and father were Enclave agents working out of the Institute until the coming of the new President and the insidious, genocidal Project Purity. Couched as a salvation for mankind, James had discovered that it was in fact intended to restore the purity of Homo Sapiens. It would kill anyone who was genetically deviant from the Institute's marker profile.

They had fled here to the USS Flagg in order to use the advanced science bay left behind by a daring, highly trained special mission force whose purpose had been to defend human freedom against a ruthless terrorist organization determined to rule the world.

"Of course, the whole Nuclear War sort of put the kibosh on that deal! Heeheehee!"

The last he had heard of them, Doctor Atomic had infiltrated the insidious Doctor Li's team in his civilian identity, meaning to finish work on Project: Atomica when they had shut it down for good.

“Well, young lady, you have a lot of work cut out for you. So what do they call you? ATOM-2? Heeheehee.”

“I took my name from the armour. I go by Atomica.”

“Atomica? Oh! Oh, I see! The ATOM-1 CA suit.. Ah TOM ee cuh! quite clever! Here, you'll need access to your father's files.”

Thanking the man, she took the holotape from him and left him to work on trying to revive the mighty ship in peace.

That night, in her rented hotel room, Atomica played the tape. It proved the story of the creation of Rivet City, which would please Moira. It also began to describe the case files of Doctor Atomic and ATOM-1. Her parent's personal journals. She sat up all night listening. The last batch of files was all technical data, which she loaded into her PipBoy for later perusal.

SOURCE CODE ACCESSED.

CONVERTING WEAPONRY TO LOCAL POWER.

WEAPON RECONFIGURED FOR DUAL MODE.

TERTIARY FUNCTIONALITY RESTORED.

ARMAMENTS AT ONE HUNDRED PERCENT.

About time.

Atomica made her way to the deck of the mighty carrier. Gazing out over the Capitol Wasteland, she knew that her mission had just begun.