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	After checking over her shotgun, Dio gives Cookies another pat upon the head and makes her way out of the truck with a firm and quick stretch. "Very well, my lady. With the techniques I've learned from the Promethean's Flame Bearer training, I might be able to put some of it to work. Let's head off now and get this done before anything adverse manages to cross our path." With a nod, the lioness makes her way towards the solar farms as requested.		After checking over her shotgun, Dio gives Cookies another pat upon the head and makes her way out of the truck with a firm and quick stretch. "Very well, my lady. With the techniques I've learned from the Promethean's Flame Bearer training, I might be able to put some of it to work. Let's head off now and get this done before anything adverse manages to cross our path." With a nod, the lioness makes her way towards the solar farms as requested.
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	Which would likely be great for comping, but who knows what lurks in these chill sands, lit only by the light of the trucks?<br> <br>Within the rear compartment of the vehicle, Arano sat with a look of utter boredom on his face, looking out at the long stretches of desert. Every so often he'd remind himself that this was technically hostile territory and he should be more focused, but then how long can one remain vigilant before monotony took over and one stops truly watching? In these moments when he realized he had lost focus he'd turn away for a bit. Looking towards Edel, he tries to break the silence, "So, how often do you go this far out? I have to admit that this is probably the furthest outside Fairhaven I've ever been since P-day,"<br> <br>Edel peers at Arano for a moment. "I have no clue how far we're out, but not very often. I tend to stay within the Fairhaven bubble most of the time, but sometimes, if I'm feeling lucky and adventerous, I'll wander out." She polishes off her little snack and puts the wrapper back into her bag. <br> <br>Arano nods and pays the outside world another glance, "Crazy as the world can be these days, sometimes easy to forget that there is an entire planet outside the city... wonder if I'd be able to make it to Europe..." he wonders idly as he starts scanning the horizon again, just for the hell of it - pays to be vigilant when one can!<br> <br>Cooped up inside the trucks for another long excursion, Dio decided she might as well help with a bit of scouting to pass the time. Might as well do something productive, even if the night presented a challenge to her eyes. The lioness peeks out the side, scanning the enviornemnt, keeping her ears open, and nose filled with scents.<br> <br>Cookies keeps herself nice and curled up in a seat, eyes closed, ears flat against her head and catgirl basically tuning out for a little while, lost in a world of her own thoughts.<br> <br>From atop the comms truck Maxwell tries to make watch, binoculars back in hand as he surveys the surrounding zone. A part of him wanted to just be inside, working on his tech, trying to make adjustments... But it was too much of a risk in this environment. A misfire was trival in Fairhaven, but out here, it was deadly. And so he watched... Scanned. All one could do on the long trip in.<br> <br>The desert is flat and clear save from nocturnal hunters of the shockingly normal sort. Sure there are some potholes and such but the only thing that could be marked as abnormal were some rather large holes in the here and there as if dug out by something large emerging. But for reasons unknown save luck there are no further incidents and the convoy soon breaches the exterior into the facility known as Solar 1, the trucks fanning out as soldiers form squads and prepare to sweep out and secure the section of the facility surrounding the massive solar reflecto array.		Which would likely be great for comping, but who knows what lurks in these chill sands, lit only by the light of the trucks?<br> <br>Within the rear compartment of the vehicle, Arano sat with a look of utter boredom on his face, looking out at the long stretches of desert. Every so often he'd remind himself that this was technically hostile territory and he should be more focused, but then how long can one remain vigilant before monotony took over and one stops truly watching? In these moments when he realized he had lost focus he'd turn away for a bit. Looking towards Edel, he tries to break the silence, "So, how often do you go this far out? I have to admit that this is probably the furthest outside Fairhaven I've ever been since P-day,"<br> <br>Edel peers at Arano for a moment. "I have no clue how far we're out, but not very often. I tend to stay within the Fairhaven bubble most of the time, but sometimes, if I'm feeling lucky and adventerous, I'll wander out." She polishes off her little snack and puts the wrapper back into her bag. <br> <br>Arano nods and pays the outside world another glance, "Crazy as the world can be these days, sometimes easy to forget that there is an entire planet outside the city... wonder if I'd be able to make it to Europe..." he wonders idly as he starts scanning the horizon again, just for the hell of it - pays to be vigilant when one can!<br> <br>Cooped up inside the trucks for another long excursion, Dio decided she might as well help with a bit of scouting to pass the time. Might as well do something productive, even if the night presented a challenge to her eyes. The lioness peeks out the side, scanning the enviornemnt, keeping her ears open, and nose filled with scents.<br> <br>Cookies keeps herself nice and curled up in a seat, eyes closed, ears flat against her head and catgirl basically tuning out for a little while, lost in a world of her own thoughts.<br> <br>From atop the comms truck Maxwell tries to make watch, binoculars back in hand as he surveys the surrounding zone. A part of him wanted to just be inside, working on his tech, trying to make adjustments... But it was too much of a risk in this environment. A misfire was trival in Fairhaven, but out here, it was deadly. And so he watched... Scanned. All one could do on the long trip in.<br> <br>The desert is flat and clear save from nocturnal hunters of the shockingly normal sort. Sure there are some potholes and such but the only thing that could be marked as abnormal were some rather large holes in the here and there as if dug out by something large emerging. But for reasons unknown save luck there are no further incidents and the convoy soon breaches the exterior into the facility known as Solar 1, the trucks fanning out as soldiers form squads and prepare to sweep out and secure the section of the facility surrounding the massive solar reflecto array.

	Ripley looks over the data they have on the facility and instructs "We need you extras to work the solar fields while the heavy techs and engineers try to take down as much of the reflector as possible."<br> <br>As they stop, Arano slowly heads towards the back. On his way he looks to Edel with a smirk and says, "Wanna bet 5000 credits before this is done we end up fighting a sandworm of some kind?" He thinks back to the larger holes back there and makes his way out. On hearing the instructions from Ripley he responds with a simple, "Yes ma'am," as he starts making his way towards the other members of their little group.<br> <br>Edel makes her way out of the truck and scratches her cheek. "My best is on sandworms. Or other sand denizen." She looks towards Ripley. "Do you want my help with the rest of the techs, or somewhere else?"<br> <br>Maxwell needed not to think of his decision. As a scavenger, he was merely competent, but as a technician, he held far more power. Stepping in to join the team of engineers, he takes a moment to introduce himself, prepared to head out and assist with the dismantling of the farm's reflector array.<br> <br>After checking over her shotgun, Dio gives Cookies another pat upon the head and makes her way out of the truck with a firm and quick stretch. "Very well, my lady. With the techniques I've learned from the Promethean's Flame Bearer training, I might be able to put some of it to work. Let's head off now and get this done before anything adverse manages to cross our path." With a nod, the lioness makes her way towards the solar farms as requested.		Ripley looks over the data they have on the facility and instructs "We need you extras to work the solar fields while the heavy techs and engineers try to take down as much of the reflector as possible."<br> <br>As they stop, Arano slowly heads towards the back. On his way he looks to Edel with a smirk and says, "Wanna bet 5000 credits before this is done we end up fighting a sandworm of some kind?" He thinks back to the larger holes back there and makes his way out. On hearing the instructions from Ripley he responds with a simple, "Yes ma'am," as he starts making his way towards the other members of their little group.<br> <br>Edel makes her way out of the truck and scratches her cheek. "My best is on sandworms. Or other sand denizen." She looks towards Ripley. "Do you want my help with the rest of the techs, or somewhere else?"<br> <br>Maxwell needed not to think of his decision. As a scavenger, he was merely competent, but as a technician, he held far more power. Stepping in to join the team of engineers, he takes a moment to introduce himself, prepared to head out and assist with the dismantling of the farm's reflector array.<br> <br>After checking over her shotgun, Dio gives Cookies another pat upon the head and makes her way out of the truck with a firm and quick stretch. "Very well, my lady. With the techniques I've learned from the Promethean's Flame Bearer training, I might be able to put some of it to work. Let's head off now and get this done before anything adverse manages to cross our path." With a nod, the lioness makes her way towards the solar farms as requested.[[Category:RPLogs]]

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	"What I felt was the soldier keeping up the field almost pass out and the soldier transporting us complain. Your toys are a great emergency measure, but I wont have them stranding us or burning out our safety net. So while you may keep them ready and deploy them in dire circumstances, attaching them to the other transports could get us all killed. The rest of you apes, piss, spit and kiss, five minutes until we get back underway!"<br> <br>Edel rolls over and sprawls onto her back, limbs splaying out. She'd be awful to share sleepng space with, certainly. Thankfully, she isn't sleeping for much longer, stirring awake with a yawn. "Nn. Are we there yet?" She rubs at her eyes and sits up before scratching at her side.<br> <br>As he gets his response, Max only nods, seating himself up on the top rung of the ladder. "That's exactly the point, Lieutenant. They do nothing before the effect, and do nothing afterward, and unless you want me firing them from the comms truck in our dire circumstances with the risk of missing outright, I need to get them in place now." Placing the used disc into another pouch on its own, the raccoon gglances around the top of the trucks. "I can place them down and leave them idle, as a single shot measure per disc. Since I'm in the comms truck, you can just order their use, but it'll be miles better having them attached and waiting than the order going out and having me popping up top to fire these things from a crossbow." However, even as he explains himself, something hits in his mind for a moment, catches. The solder transporting us? Did she mean the driver? Did the pulse rock the truck's inside too? "And when we get back I'll have to ask about the effects. The pulse order might be a bit too tailored to server bubble use, come to think..."<br> <br>Arano crackes and eye open and lets out a big ol' yawn, maw stretching wide with the sudden intake of air as he steadily gets to his feet - really needing to shake off the fatigue, "I don't think so - at least I'd be surprised if we did make it without more shooting," he says as he slowly climbs out of the truck to stretch. Might not be long, but a little time to work out the stiffness would be good for him.<br> <br>"Ah! Good, you're awake." Dio smiles and continues rubbing over the cat girl's head and soon joins her in taking a seat. "I do hope you're prepared? You've been acting quite docile on this mission. Perhaps you're not afraid of the mission itself, but rather... Bah, a topic for another time," she says, waving her hand and reaching down to pick-up her shotgun. "We have an opportunity to help a lot of people with these solar panels should everything work out. I suppose that's something to consider."<br> <br>"I said we are leaving in five minutes!		"What I felt was the soldier keeping up the field almost pass out and the soldier transporting us complain. Your toys are a great emergency measure, but I wont have them stranding us or burning out our safety net. So while you may keep them ready and deploy them in dire circumstances, attaching them to the other transports could get us all killed. The rest of you apes, piss, spit and kiss, five minutes until we get back underway!"<br> <br>Edel rolls over and sprawls onto her back, limbs splaying out. She'd be awful to share sleepng space with, certainly. Thankfully, she isn't sleeping for much longer, stirring awake with a yawn. "Nn. Are we there yet?" She rubs at her eyes and sits up before scratching at her side.<br> <br>As he gets his response, Max only nods, seating himself up on the top rung of the ladder. "That's exactly the point, Lieutenant. They do nothing before the effect, and do nothing afterward, and unless you want me firing them from the comms truck in our dire circumstances with the risk of missing outright, I need to get them in place now." Placing the used disc into another pouch on its own, the raccoon gglances around the top of the trucks. "I can place them down and leave them idle, as a single shot measure per disc. Since I'm in the comms truck, you can just order their use, but it'll be miles better having them attached and waiting than the order going out and having me popping up top to fire these things from a crossbow." However, even as he explains himself, something hits in his mind for a moment, catches. The solder transporting us? Did she mean the driver? Did the pulse rock the truck's inside too? "And when we get back I'll have to ask about the effects. The pulse order might be a bit too tailored to server bubble use, come to think..."<br> <br>Arano crackes and eye open and lets out a big ol' yawn, maw stretching wide with the sudden intake of air as he steadily gets to his feet - really needing to shake off the fatigue, "I don't think so - at least I'd be surprised if we did make it without more shooting," he says as he slowly climbs out of the truck to stretch. Might not be long, but a little time to work out the stiffness would be good for him.<br> <br>"Ah! Good, you're awake." Dio smiles and continues rubbing over the cat girl's head and soon joins her in taking a seat. "I do hope you're prepared? You've been acting quite docile on this mission. Perhaps you're not afraid of the mission itself, but rather... Bah, a topic for another time," she says, waving her hand and reaching down to pick-up her shotgun. "We have an opportunity to help a lot of people with these solar panels should everything work out. I suppose that's something to consider."<br> <br>"I said we are leaving in five minutes!

	Ripley gets up from her perch and heads back to her truck, tossing a towel onto Hicks as he rises. Other soldier stretching their legs, goofing around briefly or actually dipping to the side to seek one form of releif or another even if it were just of leg cramps.		Ripley gets up from her perch and heads back to her truck, tossing a towel onto Hicks as he rises. Other soldier stretching their legs, goofing around briefly or actually dipping to the side to seek one form of releif or another even if it were just of leg cramps.<br> <br>"Yes Ma'am.", comes the reply, raccoon kicking off from the metal rungs to land back upon the ground. He'd tried, he reasoned to himself with a shrug, although it sounded like he'd caused rather more problems to their patchwork bubble than he'd thought... Pulling another disc, slowly turning it over in his finers as he returns to the comms truck. There was no way to really test the theory forming in his mind, the alterations he could make... But still, his mind ran the possibility through in silence.<br> <br>Cookies purrrs quietly from the attentions, though she gives Dio a funny look. "Afraid? Why would I be afraid?" She squints a bit and then shakes her head, looking down at the floor and enjoying the rubbings. "I guess that's nice," she mewls out sleepily. "I forget. Are we gonna get paid?"<br> <br>"I'm not quite sure," Dio comments, putting a finger to her chin. "But do you know what's really important?" The lioness turns her head to look Cookies' directly in the eyes with a rather serious expression. "A hard day's work, helping people out. There's no money required when your soul's fire is ignited by such a fuel." Silence, for almost an entire minute. And then, laughter. "Sorry, it was quite difficult to keep my expression so stern. Surely I must be commended."<br> <br>Arano does some more stretches, working the kinks out, and just generally trying to keep himself limber. He walks around a bit outside, keeping close to the truck so when they leave he can just jump right int. He took in the fresh air as he did so, not really conversing, just keeping to himself for now.<br> <br>Edel just stretches out in her spot, not really moving much, except to pull another snackbar from her bag. "Let's hope it won't take us too much longer to arrive. I'm ready to jump into the action and get my blood flowing."<br> <br>Soon enough the trucks snarl to life, rumbling and snorting exhaust before the first truck swings out onto the road, skipping a direct trip into Barstow to aboid risking an alien bubble and mutants. Soon enough taking the roads into the hot winds of the desert...cept at the hour they enter the desert it has darkened and begun to chill quite severely. The lack of infrastructure is painfully obvious in the crystal clear beauty of the stars utterly unobstructed by city lights.

			Which would likely be great for comping, but who knows what lurks in these chill sands, lit only by the light of the trucks?<br> <br>Within the rear compartment of the vehicle, Arano sat with a look of utter boredom on his face, looking out at the long stretches of desert. Every so often he'd remind himself that this was technically hostile territory and he should be more focused, but then how long can one remain vigilant before monotony took over and one stops truly watching? In these moments when he realized he had lost focus he'd turn away for a bit. Looking towards Edel, he tries to break the silence, "So, how often do you go this far out? I have to admit that this is probably the furthest outside Fairhaven I've ever been since P-day,"<br> <br>Edel peers at Arano for a moment. "I have no clue how far we're out, but not very often. I tend to stay within the Fairhaven bubble most of the time, but sometimes, if I'm feeling lucky and adventerous, I'll wander out." She polishes off her little snack and puts the wrapper back into her bag. <br> <br>Arano nods and pays the outside world another glance, "Crazy as the world can be these days, sometimes easy to forget that there is an entire planet outside the city... wonder if I'd be able to make it to Europe..." he wonders idly as he starts scanning the horizon again, just for the hell of it - pays to be vigilant when one can!<br> <br>Cooped up inside the trucks for another long excursion, Dio decided she might as well help with a bit of scouting to pass the time. Might as well do something productive, even if the night presented a challenge to her eyes. The lioness peeks out the side, scanning the enviornemnt, keeping her ears open, and nose filled with scents.<br> <br>Cookies keeps herself nice and curled up in a seat, eyes closed, ears flat against her head and catgirl basically tuning out for a little while, lost in a world of her own thoughts.<br> <br>From atop the comms truck Maxwell tries to make watch, binoculars back in hand as he surveys the surrounding zone. A part of him wanted to just be inside, working on his tech, trying to make adjustments... But it was too much of a risk in this environment. A misfire was trival in Fairhaven, but out here, it was deadly. And so he watched... Scanned. All one could do on the long trip in.<br> <br>The desert is flat and clear save from nocturnal hunters of the shockingly normal sort. Sure there are some potholes and such but the only thing that could be marked as abnormal were some rather large holes in the here and there as if dug out by something large emerging. But for reasons unknown save luck there are no further incidents and the convoy soon breaches the exterior into the facility known as Solar 1, the trucks fanning out as soldiers form squads and prepare to sweep out and secure the section of the facility surrounding the massive solar reflecto array.

			Ripley looks over the data they have on the facility and instructs "We need you extras to work the solar fields while the heavy techs and engineers try to take down as much of the reflector as possible."<br> <br>As they stop, Arano slowly heads towards the back. On his way he looks to Edel with a smirk and says, "Wanna bet 5000 credits before this is done we end up fighting a sandworm of some kind?" He thinks back to the larger holes back there and makes his way out. On hearing the instructions from Ripley he responds with a simple, "Yes ma'am," as he starts making his way towards the other members of their little group.<br> <br>Edel makes her way out of the truck and scratches her cheek. "My best is on sandworms. Or other sand denizen." She looks towards Ripley. "Do you want my help with the rest of the techs, or somewhere else?"<br> <br>Maxwell needed not to think of his decision. As a scavenger, he was merely competent, but as a technician, he held far more power. Stepping in to join the team of engineers, he takes a moment to introduce himself, prepared to head out and assist with the dismantling of the farm's reflector array.<br> <br>After checking over her shotgun, Dio gives Cookies another pat upon the head and makes her way out of the truck with a firm and quick stretch. "Very well, my lady. With the techniques I've learned from the Promethean's Flame Bearer training, I might be able to put some of it to work. Let's head off now and get this done before anything adverse manages to cross our path." With a nod, the lioness makes her way towards the solar farms as requested.

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	Edel goes unnoticed to the point she could have been one of them had she stepped out. The wolf listening to Dio went from cocksure to furious to slowly wilting, backing down in posture. His grip on his gun loosening, his tail almost tucking and his expression losing it's steel. "Fucking ey...always the pretty bitches that are after a man's balls. th'fuck you want to know? And what says we cant bury you and your fuccking winnebagos?"<br> <br>Edel grins to herself, grenade in hand, as she remains hidden. It seemed that 'negotiations' were working well enough so far, so there was no need to play her hand. With luck she wouldn't have to at all, but she remains ready, just in case.<br> <br>Arano doesn't change from his previous position, finger still on the trigger, sights still aiming right at wolfie center-mass. All it would take is for somebody to fire, or for somebody on the other side to do something stupid like 'fire', and he'll end this with one good shot.<br> <br>"I'm glad we're on the same page then," Dio says, her voice becoming much nicer and smoother in tone as if her previous threat had never occurred. "Simply, I desire to know why you're here. Are you guarding something or just making a profit from weary travelers? Or maybe even both? And who was it that ambushed us twice with explosives and cords? Regardless, we're heading for the solar farm in Nevada for a lovely trip, and we'll be out of your hair without any violence. With our trained men, powerful equipment, and armored vehicles, you would be foolish to think this battle is profitable. If you're the intelligent man like I know you are, we'll simply be on our way."<br> <br>As the words carry on, Maxwell's careful eye remains on the tanuki that crept through the brush and rocks of the surroundings, occasionally flicking the binocular stare behind or around her, ensuring nothing was nearby... That nothing was creeping up. Dio held the negotiations in good check, but if Edel were snuck up on, it would give them the push to fight the losing battle regardless.<br> <br>And then it all sort of starts setting in, military vehicles, soldiers, the smoke rising in the distance...This was a losing situation against military remnants...time to fucking bail. The wolf hesistates, almost looking like he wanted to make a dash for the sea. "We...we are just trying to make do...we fled the cities up north when things went to shit and have been holding off anything that tried to fuck up what little we got...The fucking nutters and coons came up with most of this shit but it has kept us going...Man we'll open the gate, just go, We are the only one of these shit towns we know of out here, nothing comes out of Vegas and we stay the fuck away from Boulder just to be safe."		Edel goes unnoticed to the point she could have been one of them had she stepped out. The wolf listening to Dio went from cocksure to furious to slowly wilting, backing down in posture. His grip on his gun loosening, his tail almost tucking and his expression losing it's steel. "Fucking ey...always the pretty bitches that are after a man's balls. th'fuck you want to know? And what says we cant bury you and your fuccking winnebagos?"<br> <br>Edel grins to herself, grenade in hand, as she remains hidden. It seemed that 'negotiations' were working well enough so far, so there was no need to play her hand. With luck she wouldn't have to at all, but she remains ready, just in case.<br> <br>Arano doesn't change from his previous position, finger still on the trigger, sights still aiming right at wolfie center-mass. All it would take is for somebody to fire, or for somebody on the other side to do something stupid like 'fire', and he'll end this with one good shot.<br> <br>"I'm glad we're on the same page then," Dio says, her voice becoming much nicer and smoother in tone as if her previous threat had never occurred. "Simply, I desire to know why you're here. Are you guarding something or just making a profit from weary travelers? Or maybe even both? And who was it that ambushed us twice with explosives and cords? Regardless, we're heading for the solar farm in Nevada for a lovely trip, and we'll be out of your hair without any violence. With our trained men, powerful equipment, and armored vehicles, you would be foolish to think this battle is profitable. If you're the intelligent man like I know you are, we'll simply be on our way."<br> <br>As the words carry on, Maxwell's careful eye remains on the tanuki that crept through the brush and rocks of the surroundings, occasionally flicking the binocular stare behind or around her, ensuring nothing was nearby... That nothing was creeping up. Dio held the negotiations in good check, but if Edel were snuck up on, it would give them the push to fight the losing battle regardless.<br> <br>And then it all sort of starts setting in, military vehicles, soldiers, the smoke rising in the distance...This was a losing situation against military remnants...time to fucking bail. The wolf hesistates, almost looking like he wanted to make a dash for the sea. "We...we are just trying to make do...we fled the cities up north when things went to shit and have been holding off anything that tried to fuck up what little we got...The fucking nutters and coons came up with most of this shit but it has kept us going...Man we'll open the gate, just go, We are the only one of these shit towns we know of out here, nothing comes out of Vegas and we stay the fuck away from Boulder just to be safe."

	A nod to one of his men and a flare is lit and waved, an engine starting roars to smokey life and the gates begin to chug open.<br> <br>Edel stands and bounces her grenade around in her hand before shoving it back into her bag and begins making her way back to the convoy, giving a thumbs up to the group as she passes. "Thank you for being understanding. I'm glad it didn't have to get ugly."<br> <br>With the gates starting to open, and diplomacy seemingly having won out, Arano relaxes his grip on his weapon, still keeping his sights trained until the convoy is ready to move but not quite on a hair trigger just yet. He would wait for Edel to get back and then climb into the vehicles. Welp, that was all handled pretty well. Watching as the Tanuki revealed herself and just walked off was rather... amusing, and would make for an awesome story later on!<br> <br>Refugees and survivors of the awful gray goo... Dio didn't think they were just run of the mill criminals and it seemed her mercy has paid off. "Thank you, sir. You've been very helpful. In fact, I shall put in word with the Prometheans to send some supplies. Perhaps you could even join us at the Fairhaven bubble for security, but that is not my choice to make. Thank you again for your cooperation. But before we go, you speak of Boulder City, Nevada? Very well, we'll do our best to avoid it."<br> <br>A breath of relief leaves the Fairhaven 'coon's muzzle, and as Edel reveals herself, walking back toward the convoy, he starts to descend again, handing back the binoculars with a polite 'Thank you' to the poor man he took them from earlier. Soon enough, his seat is retaken, checking his rifle as the launcher gets placed into his lap, at ease once more.<br> <br>Powering down her weapon Savi watches with a light heart. Waiting silently with her Harvester on her shoulder, she keeps an eye on the envoy as her group rolls past. Waving as she goes by she calls out. "We don't have to be enemies." and hunkers back down onto the roof.<br> <br>As the convoy moves on, a clear view of a shanty town can be seen built with the gate leading off toward the trees where presumably the remaining residents are. Then comes the bad news as the trucks pick up speed. "Ripley here...despite all that, we ARE heading for Solar 1 and 2, so belt in, whatever is there will just have to learn to fear us."<br> <br>As the trucks roll off again, Arano climbs back into the truck and relaxes. He doesn't really pay the message any mind - he didn't think something like that would derail the mission or change anything. Even though it didn't lead to a proper engagement, he still felt drained as the tension bled out of him, all that energy that was built up in anticipation of a fight now dissapating. He tries to settle into a semi-comfortable position and closes his eyes, letting himself nap a bit between periodic bumps in the road.<br> <br>With her job of negotiation out of the way, Dio settles back into her seat with a gentle sigh. Whatever was within the city couldn't be good if it caused the man such distress when he said it. However, those solar pannels were much too valuable to simply let go due to a warning. The lioness puts a hand over Cookies' head and rubs behind her ears idly as they traverse to the location.<br> <br>Edel settles back in to the first truck, giving it a friendly pat of all things before curling up for a little nap, herself. "I'm going to get some rest. I have a feeling the acquisition of those things will be exciting."<br> <br>As they get the news that the convoy would be moving toward their original destination despite warnings and general abandonment, Max rises to his feet again. He'd at least chosen the right place to be to grab a line, sending a message over the radio to the lead truck, and the Lieutenant. "This is Max. Considering that we're heading in there regardless, I'd like to request that we stop the convoy for a few minutes. I've got something to discuss that might be better looked at now than when we get there into what could be another ambush or worse."		A nod to one of his men and a flare is lit and waved, an engine starting roars to smokey life and the gates begin to chug open.<br> <br>Edel stands and bounces her grenade around in her hand before shoving it back into her bag and begins making her way back to the convoy, giving a thumbs up to the group as she passes. "Thank you for being understanding. I'm glad it didn't have to get ugly."<br> <br>With the gates starting to open, and diplomacy seemingly having won out, Arano relaxes his grip on his weapon, still keeping his sights trained until the convoy is ready to move but not quite on a hair trigger just yet. He would wait for Edel to get back and then climb into the vehicles. Welp, that was all handled pretty well. Watching as the Tanuki revealed herself and just walked off was rather... amusing, and would make for an awesome story later on!<br> <br>Refugees and survivors of the awful gray goo... Dio didn't think they were just run of the mill criminals and it seemed her mercy has paid off. "Thank you, sir. You've been very helpful. In fact, I shall put in word with the Prometheans to send some supplies. Perhaps you could even join us at the Fairhaven bubble for security, but that is not my choice to make. Thank you again for your cooperation. But before we go, you speak of Boulder City, Nevada? Very well, we'll do our best to avoid it."<br> <br>A breath of relief leaves the Fairhaven 'coon's muzzle, and as Edel reveals herself, walking back toward the convoy, he starts to descend again, handing back the binoculars with a polite 'Thank you' to the poor man he took them from earlier. Soon enough, his seat is retaken, checking his rifle as the launcher gets placed into his lap, at ease once more.<br> <br>Powering down her weapon Savi watches with a light heart. Waiting silently with her Harvester on her shoulder, she keeps an eye on the envoy as her group rolls past. Waving as she goes by she calls out. "We don't have to be enemies." and hunkers back down onto the roof.<br> <br>As the convoy moves on, a clear view of a shanty town can be seen built with the gate leading off toward the trees where presumably the remaining residents are. Then comes the bad news as the trucks pick up speed. "Ripley here...despite all that, we ARE heading for Solar 1 and 2, so belt in, whatever is there will just have to learn to fear us."<br> <br>As the trucks roll off again, Arano climbs back into the truck and relaxes. He doesn't really pay the message any mind - he didn't think something like that would derail the mission or change anything. Even though it didn't lead to a proper engagement, he still felt drained as the tension bled out of him, all that energy that was built up in anticipation of a fight now dissapating. He tries to settle into a semi-comfortable position and closes his eyes, letting himself nap a bit between periodic bumps in the road.<br> <br>With her job of negotiation out of the way, Dio settles back into her seat with a gentle sigh. Whatever was within the city couldn't be good if it caused the man such distress when he said it. However, those solar pannels were much too valuable to simply let go due to a warning. The lioness puts a hand over Cookies' head and rubs behind her ears idly as they traverse to the location.<br> <br>Edel settles back in to the first truck, giving it a friendly pat of all things before curling up for a little nap, herself. "I'm going to get some rest. I have a feeling the acquisition of those things will be exciting."<br> <br>As they get the news that the convoy would be moving toward their original destination despite warnings and general abandonment, Max rises to his feet again. He'd at least chosen the right place to be to grab a line, sending a message over the radio to the lead truck, and the Lieutenant. "This is Max. Considering that we're heading in there regardless, I'd like to request that we stop the convoy for a few minutes. I've got something to discuss that might be better looked at now than when we get there into what could be another ambush or worse."[[Category:RPLogs]]

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	From the range the trucks have stopped at the 'wall' is visible as a large road covering mass of wood armmored with what looks like tin roofing and siding material.<br> <br>Siyu huhs a bit as he loosk though the view port, "So...50 cals or RPGs?" he asks of the crew in the MRAP, "I mean, I don't know what you have an excesse of, Rockets or ammunition. I don't think that thing will take any sort of armor piercing barrage. Hell, any incndiary will likely set it on fire..."<br> <br>With the trucks slowing down, Arano heads out the back and pulls himself up onto the roof of the truck to get a clearer view. It really doesn't seem like something they couldn't blast through if it came right down to it, he says into the radio, "So, how do you guys wanna play this? We could try walking up and asking politely if they're let us through..."<br> <br>Edel is already out of the truck and moving. "I'll see what I can find out. I'll be back. If I don't come back, then come get me. None of that sacrifice stuff, got it?" She scoots off towards the wall, trying to take cover behind rocks when able.<br> <br>Awfully strange, this wall. Surely there would be people guarding it, else there wouldn't be a need for such a fragile looking structure.. Curiosity abound, Dio pokes her head out of the top and looks around before heading back down and using the truck's PA system for a little diplomacy should any ears be around to listen. "Greetings," she shouts. "I am a representative of another bubble city. Is there anyone up there I could speak too? The violence doesn't have to continue, as we're simply passing through and are defending ourselves. We are unaware of any territorial hold any group could have upon this area."<br> <br>There is no response immediately as well, no one had anything that could do the job, so eventually ropes drop over the wall and a quintet of raccoons and a rather mangey looking rear guard type wolf repel down with some skill before walking forward in a tight formation using police shields, MP5s held at the ready, the wolf holding an AK-47 with both hands. "You got our attention, so here we are, the neighborhood fucking watch, but we aint got no fruit basket to offer, but this IS a toll road so aside from the ass of the sweet voiced speaker what you got to offer? I'm thinking you leave one of these trucks and we'll consider it."<br> <br>Edel ducks behind a rock at the sight of the opposition, hunkering down and hoping they don't catch her as she pulls one of the chemical grenades from her bag. She doesn't move an inch, afterwards, save to peek around as carefully as she is able.<br> <br>Siyu looks around with a monocular, he'll examine the wall primarly, looking to see if that wood and tinfoil wal might be anything more then meets the eye<br> <br>From his position atop the truck, the solar dragon could clearly see what they were packing... OK, his shots could punch through those riot shields with no problem, they only have small arms, no anti-armor. He takes careful aim, lining his sights up on the wolfman who is apparantly the leader - he might not have mutant powers to enhance his accuracy but he wasn't a designated marksman for nothing. He says quietly into the radio, "I've got a shot, just say the word," he states. His finger wraps around the trigger, breathing slow and measured as he awaits the go-ahead.<br> <br>Dio rolls her eyes at the 'sweet ass' comment and eyes up the competition. Didn't seem so bad, but they sure were courageous if they were seriously going to threaten their armed to the teeth group. "I'm afraid that's not an option," she replies coldly. "From what I see, neighborhood watch would be a wonderful way to describe the force I see before me. I'm not quite sure you realize our militaristic might and itchy trigger fingers just aching to get a little revenge for the scratches befalling our precious modes of transportation. Instead, I offer you something else." The lioness coughs and takes on a more intimidating voice, complimented by a slight growl. "You're going to let us through along with some information, and in return we won't have to dig mass graves for your silly farce. We're just passing through, nothing more."<br> <br>And soon enough, they're at a stop, the guardians of the gate revealing themselves at the call for parley. From his position atop the center trucks, Maxwell regards the goings on with careful regard. The others already seemed to have the situation well in hand... Although it irked him that things were already souring to the point of threats. But from his position, he couldn't help, couldn't make things better... Instead he uses the time of stillness to monitor Edel in the gaze of the binoculars... Ready in case anything happened to her.<br> <br>Scanning the gate shows it to be perhaps heavy enough in would to take ramming, though likely not stop gunfire passing through it. Looking closer also exposes a few smoke pipes likely from some sort of motor.		From the range the trucks have stopped at the 'wall' is visible as a large road covering mass of wood armmored with what looks like tin roofing and siding material.<br> <br>Siyu huhs a bit as he loosk though the view port, "So...50 cals or RPGs?" he asks of the crew in the MRAP, "I mean, I don't know what you have an excesse of, Rockets or ammunition. I don't think that thing will take any sort of armor piercing barrage. Hell, any incndiary will likely set it on fire..."<br> <br>With the trucks slowing down, Arano heads out the back and pulls himself up onto the roof of the truck to get a clearer view. It really doesn't seem like something they couldn't blast through if it came right down to it, he says into the radio, "So, how do you guys wanna play this? We could try walking up and asking politely if they're let us through..."<br> <br>Edel is already out of the truck and moving. "I'll see what I can find out. I'll be back. If I don't come back, then come get me. None of that sacrifice stuff, got it?" She scoots off towards the wall, trying to take cover behind rocks when able.<br> <br>Awfully strange, this wall. Surely there would be people guarding it, else there wouldn't be a need for such a fragile looking structure.. Curiosity abound, Dio pokes her head out of the top and looks around before heading back down and using the truck's PA system for a little diplomacy should any ears be around to listen. "Greetings," she shouts. "I am a representative of another bubble city. Is there anyone up there I could speak too? The violence doesn't have to continue, as we're simply passing through and are defending ourselves. We are unaware of any territorial hold any group could have upon this area."<br> <br>There is no response immediately as well, no one had anything that could do the job, so eventually ropes drop over the wall and a quintet of raccoons and a rather mangey looking rear guard type wolf repel down with some skill before walking forward in a tight formation using police shields, MP5s held at the ready, the wolf holding an AK-47 with both hands. "You got our attention, so here we are, the neighborhood fucking watch, but we aint got no fruit basket to offer, but this IS a toll road so aside from the ass of the sweet voiced speaker what you got to offer? I'm thinking you leave one of these trucks and we'll consider it."<br> <br>Edel ducks behind a rock at the sight of the opposition, hunkering down and hoping they don't catch her as she pulls one of the chemical grenades from her bag. She doesn't move an inch, afterwards, save to peek around as carefully as she is able.<br> <br>Siyu looks around with a monocular, he'll examine the wall primarly, looking to see if that wood and tinfoil wal might be anything more then meets the eye<br> <br>From his position atop the truck, the solar dragon could clearly see what they were packing... OK, his shots could punch through those riot shields with no problem, they only have small arms, no anti-armor. He takes careful aim, lining his sights up on the wolfman who is apparantly the leader - he might not have mutant powers to enhance his accuracy but he wasn't a designated marksman for nothing. He says quietly into the radio, "I've got a shot, just say the word," he states. His finger wraps around the trigger, breathing slow and measured as he awaits the go-ahead.<br> <br>Dio rolls her eyes at the 'sweet ass' comment and eyes up the competition. Didn't seem so bad, but they sure were courageous if they were seriously going to threaten their armed to the teeth group. "I'm afraid that's not an option," she replies coldly. "From what I see, neighborhood watch would be a wonderful way to describe the force I see before me. I'm not quite sure you realize our militaristic might and itchy trigger fingers just aching to get a little revenge for the scratches befalling our precious modes of transportation. Instead, I offer you something else." The lioness coughs and takes on a more intimidating voice, complimented by a slight growl. "You're going to let us through along with some information, and in return we won't have to dig mass graves for your silly farce. We're just passing through, nothing more."<br> <br>And soon enough, they're at a stop, the guardians of the gate revealing themselves at the call for parley. From his position atop the center trucks, Maxwell regards the goings on with careful regard. The others already seemed to have the situation well in hand... Although it irked him that things were already souring to the point of threats. But from his position, he couldn't help, couldn't make things better... Instead he uses the time of stillness to monitor Edel in the gaze of the binoculars... Ready in case anything happened to her.<br> <br>Scanning the gate shows it to be perhaps heavy enough in would to take ramming, though likely not stop gunfire passing through it. Looking closer also exposes a few smoke pipes likely from some sort of motor.

	Edel goes unnoticed to the point she could have been one of them had she stepped out. The wolf listening to Dio went from cocksure to furious to slowly wilting, backing down in posture. His grip on his gun loosening, his tail almost tucking and his expression losing it's steel. "Fucking ey...always the pretty bitches that are after a man's balls. th'fuck you want to know? And what says we cant bury you and your fuccking winnebagos?"<br> <br>Edel grins to herself, grenade in hand, as she remains hidden. It seemed that 'negotiations' were working well enough so far, so there was no need to play her hand. With luck she wouldn't have to at all, but she remains ready, just in case.<br> <br>Arano doesn't change from his previous position, finger still on the trigger, sights still aiming right at wolfie center-mass. All it would take is for somebody to fire, or for somebody on the other side to do something stupid like 'fire', and he'll end this with one good shot.<br> <br>"I'm glad we're on the same page then," Dio says, her voice becoming much nicer and smoother in tone as if her previous threat had never occurred. "Simply, I desire to know why you're here. Are you guarding something or just making a profit from weary travelers? Or maybe even both? And who was it that ambushed us twice with explosives and cords? Regardless, we're heading for the solar farm in Nevada for a lovely trip, and we'll be out of your hair without any violence. With our trained men, powerful equipment, and armored vehicles, you would be foolish to think this battle is profitable. If you're the intelligent man like I know you are, we'll simply be on our way."		Edel goes unnoticed to the point she could have been one of them had she stepped out. The wolf listening to Dio went from cocksure to furious to slowly wilting, backing down in posture. His grip on his gun loosening, his tail almost tucking and his expression losing it's steel. "Fucking ey...always the pretty bitches that are after a man's balls. th'fuck you want to know? And what says we cant bury you and your fuccking winnebagos?"<br> <br>Edel grins to herself, grenade in hand, as she remains hidden. It seemed that 'negotiations' were working well enough so far, so there was no need to play her hand. With luck she wouldn't have to at all, but she remains ready, just in case.<br> <br>Arano doesn't change from his previous position, finger still on the trigger, sights still aiming right at wolfie center-mass. All it would take is for somebody to fire, or for somebody on the other side to do something stupid like 'fire', and he'll end this with one good shot.<br> <br>"I'm glad we're on the same page then," Dio says, her voice becoming much nicer and smoother in tone as if her previous threat had never occurred. "Simply, I desire to know why you're here. Are you guarding something or just making a profit from weary travelers? Or maybe even both? And who was it that ambushed us twice with explosives and cords? Regardless, we're heading for the solar farm in Nevada for a lovely trip, and we'll be out of your hair without any violence. With our trained men, powerful equipment, and armored vehicles, you would be foolish to think this battle is profitable. If you're the intelligent man like I know you are, we'll simply be on our way."<br> <br>As the words carry on, Maxwell's careful eye remains on the tanuki that crept through the brush and rocks of the surroundings, occasionally flicking the binocular stare behind or around her, ensuring nothing was nearby... That nothing was creeping up. Dio held the negotiations in good check, but if Edel were snuck up on, it would give them the push to fight the losing battle regardless.<br> <br>And then it all sort of starts setting in, military vehicles, soldiers, the smoke rising in the distance...This was a losing situation against military remnants...time to fucking bail. The wolf hesistates, almost looking like he wanted to make a dash for the sea. "We...we are just trying to make do...we fled the cities up north when things went to shit and have been holding off anything that tried to fuck up what little we got...The fucking nutters and coons came up with most of this shit but it has kept us going...Man we'll open the gate, just go, We are the only one of these shit towns we know of out here, nothing comes out of Vegas and we stay the fuck away from Boulder just to be safe."

			A nod to one of his men and a flare is lit and waved, an engine starting roars to smokey life and the gates begin to chug open.<br> <br>Edel stands and bounces her grenade around in her hand before shoving it back into her bag and begins making her way back to the convoy, giving a thumbs up to the group as she passes. "Thank you for being understanding. I'm glad it didn't have to get ugly."<br> <br>With the gates starting to open, and diplomacy seemingly having won out, Arano relaxes his grip on his weapon, still keeping his sights trained until the convoy is ready to move but not quite on a hair trigger just yet. He would wait for Edel to get back and then climb into the vehicles. Welp, that was all handled pretty well. Watching as the Tanuki revealed herself and just walked off was rather... amusing, and would make for an awesome story later on!<br> <br>Refugees and survivors of the awful gray goo... Dio didn't think they were just run of the mill criminals and it seemed her mercy has paid off. "Thank you, sir. You've been very helpful. In fact, I shall put in word with the Prometheans to send some supplies. Perhaps you could even join us at the Fairhaven bubble for security, but that is not my choice to make. Thank you again for your cooperation. But before we go, you speak of Boulder City, Nevada? Very well, we'll do our best to avoid it."<br> <br>A breath of relief leaves the Fairhaven 'coon's muzzle, and as Edel reveals herself, walking back toward the convoy, he starts to descend again, handing back the binoculars with a polite 'Thank you' to the poor man he took them from earlier. Soon enough, his seat is retaken, checking his rifle as the launcher gets placed into his lap, at ease once more.<br> <br>Powering down her weapon Savi watches with a light heart. Waiting silently with her Harvester on her shoulder, she keeps an eye on the envoy as her group rolls past. Waving as she goes by she calls out. "We don't have to be enemies." and hunkers back down onto the roof.<br> <br>As the convoy moves on, a clear view of a shanty town can be seen built with the gate leading off toward the trees where presumably the remaining residents are. Then comes the bad news as the trucks pick up speed. "Ripley here...despite all that, we ARE heading for Solar 1 and 2, so belt in, whatever is there will just have to learn to fear us."<br> <br>As the trucks roll off again, Arano climbs back into the truck and relaxes. He doesn't really pay the message any mind - he didn't think something like that would derail the mission or change anything. Even though it didn't lead to a proper engagement, he still felt drained as the tension bled out of him, all that energy that was built up in anticipation of a fight now dissapating. He tries to settle into a semi-comfortable position and closes his eyes, letting himself nap a bit between periodic bumps in the road.<br> <br>With her job of negotiation out of the way, Dio settles back into her seat with a gentle sigh. Whatever was within the city couldn't be good if it caused the man such distress when he said it. However, those solar pannels were much too valuable to simply let go due to a warning. The lioness puts a hand over Cookies' head and rubs behind her ears idly as they traverse to the location.<br> <br>Edel settles back in to the first truck, giving it a friendly pat of all things before curling up for a little nap, herself. "I'm going to get some rest. I have a feeling the acquisition of those things will be exciting."<br> <br>As they get the news that the convoy would be moving toward their original destination despite warnings and general abandonment, Max rises to his feet again. He'd at least chosen the right place to be to grab a line, sending a message over the radio to the lead truck, and the Lieutenant. "This is Max. Considering that we're heading in there regardless, I'd like to request that we stop the convoy for a few minutes. I've got something to discuss that might be better looked at now than when we get there into what could be another ambush or worse."

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