DALLAS
rosalΓa marina fontana was born in new vegas to one loving parent. gomorrah was no place for a little tyke to run around, but run she did.most of her younger life was spent in the pawn shop in westside, selling trinkets she found in the neighboring buildings, abandoned by the people who lived there before the bombs dropped.she made quite a few caps doing that, and by the time she'd turned sixteen, she was doing mercenary work while her mother still made her trade doing sex work.rosa never entertained that line of work, and when she turned 18, she joined the desert rangers, wanting to keep the mojave safe and sound for her mother and all the ladies at gomorrah.
of course, that didn't go so well. especially when the rangers got absorbed by the ncr, the new california republic.instead of staying by and withering beneath her republic overlords, she defected and struck out on her own where she met the man whose name she would steal β dallas bywater.he was a khan by birth but a wastelander by choice. he had left the khans when he was fourteen to strike out on his own. he'd nearly died a thousand times, and he died a final time when he met rosa.she seduced him, and in turn, he seduced her. she had sworn when she was little to never fall in love. but man plans, and god laughs. at least, that's what dallas always said.
on a regular merc job at the searchlight airport, dallas and rosa were set upon by radscorpions. while rosa managed to escape unscathed, dallas did not. he was poisoned beyond belief, and his leg was marred outside of recognition.he died a slow and painful death in rosa's arms, and instead of being sad about it and mourning him properly, she buried him in a shallow grave and marked the grave with her name.she traveled alone in the mojave, drifting from town to town with little to no care for the people but plenty of care for the caps they carried. her name? dallas bywater.