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The last intensive task for you this month is to return to Big Mountain, but before that, you have a series of miscellaneous responsibilities to attend to. First, replacing Nash as Postmaster General. His position is one inherently based on the transportation of messages and supporting the transit of couriers throughout the Mojave. While you’ve admittedly not given it the attention it should, it’s an important position.
You walk the somewhat-neater streets of Freeside lost in this thought.
“Courier Six.”
You spin around and instinctively reach for your handgun, but relax when you see that it is just Ulysses.
[You're one of the few men able to sneak up on me, damn Frumentarii.]
“Ha, good to know I haven’t lost my touch. It’s good to see you, Six.”
[Likewise, Ulysses. The last time we talked, you told me you would walk the Mojave and decide if what I’m building is worth you laying down your flag.]
“That’s what I have been doing, and true to my word, I have walked each corner of the Mojave. Or the New Vegas Directorate, as you’ve taken to calling it.”
You motion for him to sit on a pile of concrete from a nearby building while you lean on the wreckage of an old automobile.
[And what do you think?]
“You have a long way to go. But anything with building doesn’t come easy. Ha, Rome wasn’t built in a day.”
[Is that so? What would you say I need to focus on?]
“I can’t speak from a position of power like you, but the Mojave is still one of relative lawlessness. This desert may be safer thsn it ever was under the NCR but peach town and settlement has its own rules and laws. Freeside is ruled by the Kings instead of you, even if they are loyal. The lands of the Legion follow Caesar’s laws.”
[Noted, and I do plan on rolling out a uniform legal system.]
“Ah, but that’s not enough. What is the threat of punishment if there is no punishment? I heard about the incident at the old NCR correctional facility. Why waste state resources on those who willingly break the state’s law? If they are of no use as slave labor, liquidation is the only sane option.”
[That’s a little harsh, don’t you think? Isn’t the sign of a civilized society one that rehabilitates criminals?]
“No. Everything is a fight over resources, this was true even before the fires that burned away the old world, and is even more so now.”
[Anything else I’m doing wrong? Perhaps I should style myself a diety?]
“You’d be wrong to claim there’s not already a cult of personality around you, but I am not here to critique you. Not this time, at least. I’m critical because I’ve grown to care about this project of yours. There’s promise and, as though I have never said this about anyone, I trust you. For now.”
