T'was a chilling, cloudy day on the outskirts of the greater Fairhaven area, where a gathering had been organized in a familiar spot, just at the point where the edge of the bubble met the remnants of the highway leading into the vast expanse beyond. The faint wafting of the wind was all that upset the quietude, gentle breeze carrying with it the chills of a dying winter, but at the very least one could be thankful that it wasn't raining. The familiar sight of the jeep a certain Hellhound had rented a while back greets those willing to partake in an expedition out beyond the bubble's protective reach, though it was not a Hellhound that leaned over the front of the car, tip-toed upon a tall rock and with his head under the bonnet. A fennec by shape and smell, the only giveaway that it was Otto were those deep, dimly glowing crimson eyes. Seems he was fiddling with the engine block... too distracted to notice anyone approaching right away.

Fenris trots up behind Otto and the jeep, his gear jingling gently as he jogs. The burly tanuki totters to a stop a pace or two from the Jeep. "You got some adventure under that hood for me, boss?" he asks jovially, smoothing down his orange and saffron robes.

Rather than from the city, Edel comes sauntering onto the scene from the direction of the bubble's exterior. "Engine troubles?" She asks, slinging her duffle over her shoulder. "Need a hand?" She folds her hands behind her head, stretching her back.

Ebreus strides toward the meeting place in his new armor. A grin on his face as he goes through his usual out of bubble checks, ticking them off one by one. Shotguns, Nanomagic (as if he could forget somthing surgically attatched to his brain), hand grenades, and his new Messer all accounted for. With his pre-exit checks done he starts into a light jog through the cool winter's end weather toward the rented jeep, his drones following him. Spying the the Fennec and Shiba Inu by the vehicle he jogs up as his combat drones move to a 20ft periminter. "Hello Otto, Edel." he says and leans lightly against the side of the jeep. He looks over the two of them, the Hellhound crimson eyeglow peeking through his lightly tinted visor, "How's the engine check out?" he asks.

*bonk* Otto seems to have underestimated the distance between the bonnet and his head, his scalp striking that hard metal surface, prompting him to ack sharply and rub his head, ears folded down as he regards the arrivals. "Hell's bells... Heya Fen!" he greets, then glances over towards Edel as she arrives. "Oh, just checking the oil." Otto waves a hand dismissively "You can take a peek if you want, I don't mind!" he shrugs lightly and leans back over the edge of the vehicle to tinker with something in there. "Hmmm, what's this..." is heard as a series of odd mechanical sounds follows, a few parts tossed over the fennec's back as he uh... works? "Bah, that'll do her good." Otto finally concludes, hops off of his rock and wipes his oil-stained hands off on a rag he had slung over his shoulder, before tossing that away as well.

Opening the door, he raises his ears and peeks over the dashboard to peer out through the windshield, before adjusting his seat, a few books placed there to help his shorter stature peer at the path ahead without too much trouble. Oddly enough, his feet still managed to reach the pedals! Neat! Turning the key, he fires her up, the engine coming to a near-instant rumble of motion, before Otto hops back out and looks around for anyone new. "Oh, heya Eb. Glad you could join us." he casts the mutant a nod and a smile. "Fantastic. OKAY FOLKS!" Otto looks among the group and clears his throat.

"Reports indicate that there is a mostly untouched farm... you know, with the fruits and the veggies and the meats and aw, you know what I'mma talkin' bout. Anyway! We have reason to believe there are some pretty snazzy looking bits of salvage over there, so it's our job to head on over, pacify whatever wandering schmucks we might encounter, haul the loot back in and then all go have a pint to celebrate our mediocre accomplishment. Sound about right?" he raises his brows and looks among the group. "Questions will be answered along the way!"

Edel offers a polite wave to Ebreus as she looks over the jeep, shrugging. "If it works, then there is no need. Not much use for old motor engineers these days, what with vehicles all being in pieces. I am used to it." She rubs at the back of her neck, frowning. "Isn't it a bit rude to knock over whatever group found and possibly got the place running first? Sounds a lot like raiding to me."

Fenris frowns at the short sum up. "A farm?" he asks, "You don't have us trying to lay claim to somebody's home, do you?" The tanuki fold thick arms across his broad chest. "If this is a pillaging mission for the Z," he says, "You can count me out and you may just have to fight your way through me."

Ebreus nods as Otto explains the mission and that questions will be asked on the way. "Sounds like fun." he says before Fenris and Edel raise their concerns. "Raiding probably won't be called for. Unless they shoot first then we could probably negotiate for the salvage... and if they do respond to visitors with leathal force it might be better for us to shut them down... some less bulletbroof people might die if we don't."

"A farm, heh. If it's untouched, then there shouldn't be anybody there to worry about. Hopefully, at least." Phosphorus remarks, having shown up with minimal fanfare. She came with her standard medium armor kit - helmet, vest, armored trousers, helmet, gloves, boots, rucksack. Weaponry is situation-appropos, too - primarily stuff for moderate to long range. She leans casually against the vehicle, glancing at the others in turn, waiting for the briefing to wrap up.