>You say that, but it's always Piper who barbecues my ass with Molotov
>cocktails meant for the enemy. I don't think she really loves me.
>

For me, it was Cait. But, that was when she was on the junk, so maybe that's an explanation. Piper just thought that six inches was the optimum range for a combat shotgun (i.e., charge into melee, shooting). Admittedly, for your typical double-barreled roomsweeper, that's pretty true, but for the Wasteland equivalent of a CAWS, you should be a little farther back. In case of charging mirelurks in any case.

Ebony the Black Dragon

"Life is like an anole. Sometimes it's green. Sometimes it's brown. But it's always a small Caribbean lizard."