I deleted this story then resubmitted, now its betaed! thank you Wolf Geyson!

This was the first one here now that its betaed well, lets see what the internet thinks.

by the way I've forgotten what i put for the Russian so don't ask.

I watched smug though the dividing plane of glass, as Silus stuttered as Lieutenant Carrie Boyd told him the truth about me, that I was not a member of legion.

She left the room with a chuckled and turned to face me, "good job, I would have loved to see you beat snot out of him, but you clearly a expert.

I smiled "just doing my job."

"here," she pulled a thick bag of caps from her belt "twice what we normally pay, but your a expert."

"thank you." I tipped my hat and turned to leave as she lit up a cigarette as she leaned against the wall.

Just as I was about to leave, I heard her say, so softly I may have missed it "now if only you could help with my other problem."

I paused and turned around "what other problem?" She looked up from her contemplation "there in the cell across from here, I was not going to bother you with it, I don't even know what to do with them honestly, follow me."

She walked out of the hall way and I followed with a slight wave to Veronica, who I left in the hall way and we walked across the hall to the jail.

After waving the two guards who prevented me from opening it, during my first look though of the building. She opened the door and a string of what I assumed to be expletives erupted from the room.

"Эй, мать ублюдок, я хочу, чтобы мои права! Выпустите меня! Вы свиной головы уродливый ублюдок!"

I gave a sideways glance at Lieutenant Boyd, who simple expelled a great gust of air and gave a gesture that was equal parts frustration and hopelessness "problem." she said simply and we walked in.

In the cells were seven men, each wearing NCR civilian clothing.The one man who had been yelling was standing up staring at one of the guards who was watching them over.

"We have been over this before, I don't know what the hell your saying, so SHUT UP!" the guard yelled back clearly he had a long day.

The man, looked young, and poorly shaved laughed and shouted back "Я не знаю, что вы сказали, но вы по-прежнему уродливым мать ублюдок! Твоя мать постели с козел, что ли?"

"Just SHUT UP!" the guard yell back

"Sargent Jackson! What did I tell you about yelling the prisoners?" Lieutenant Boyd said back. Said sargent Jackson stood up straight

"Sorry Lieutenant, but this little shit," he looked at the man head on "just will not shut up! Frankly it been getting on my nerves all day! Permission to go off duty, before I do something I regret?"

"granted go and get something to eat."

"Sir!" He saluted and left while the man gave a laugh"Я знал, что ты не имел позвоночник Вас!"

"Просто заткнись! были в достаточно дерьма, как это с вами из piling больше над нами!." A older man in the back said back.

I gave a look to Lieutenant Boyd "who the hell are they?"

"Life sure would be easier if I knew. All I know is that a ranger patrol found them out in the desert in a shoot out with Jackal gangsters, their weapons are in a wooden box over there." She pointed to a box in the corner of the room.

"The patrol supported them and the struggle was quickly ended. But when they could not explain them selves, at least in a way we can understand, the rangers quickly subdued them with no losses and here they are."

I turned to Veronica "can you make any sense of them?"

"No, never I've never heard any thing like it, maybe its a prewar language that survived."

"Lovely." Boyd said I walked over to the box and picked up the first gun from its cushioning of straw."

It was a crude gun, with a box magazine that stuck out to one side. Looked like it was made of pipes and parts of other guns, a bastardization as it were. After sliding the magazine out of the gun a couple times I put it back. I turned back to Boyd "any ideas?"

"Your guess is as good as mine, at this point I look for any source that could tell you about languages, assuming this is prewar."

"Right then, I'll get right on it." I stood up and stretched slightly, I already had a few ideas were to look.