Exiled

[AngleWyrm]

Got a call from someone running from a faction; she was an exile, probably the leader of that faction being run off by a mob with torches, pitch forks and ray guns. On a flighty little whim that she might be ok, I took her in, and she turned out to be a good researcher/medic.

Two days later, a drop pod crashed nearby with her sister in it. No addictions, no tragic personality defects, so we nursed her back to health and she joined us.

Another day passed and another drop pod landed, this time with her mother in it! Apparently the whole family was running to escape persecution.

So I built them a three-bedroom house.
And here's the gang all gathered together at Lillith's place, celebrating the wedding of Frontier Marshal Blades to her sweetie Jeff the Miner: