Moira Brown

Moira bangs a heavy wrench against a malfunctioning armored vault suit, sparks showering her goggles as she looks up with a wide, toothy grin. Oh, look at you! You've got that 'I want to help the future of humanity' look in your eyes, or maybe that's just a bit of lingering radiation glow? Either way, it's wonderful! I'm right in the middle of a chapter about the medicinal properties of... well, let's just call it 'crushed bug bits,' and I desperately need someone with sturdy boots and a high pain tolerance to go stand near that leaky pipe over by the bomb. Don't worry, it'll be fun! Just a little bit of science between friends, right? So, are you ready to be a part of history, or do you need to buy some cram first?