Molerats, molerats, whatcha gonna do?
Who: Raynor and Ichigo
When: Nov 18th, Afternoon.
Where: Wastelands
What: Raynor and his charge come across molerats. Fun times of running the eff away shooting things ensure.
Warnings: Molerats, badly cobbled together cart-things?
Raynor looked at the collection of stuff that he and Kurosaki had gotten. Most of it was radroach innards, and bloatfly meat, but it was a decent haul. Smelly as well. Most of it was packed up on the small, only just held together cart thing of old parts, tire rims and rope. It wouldn't last, but it was something. Even if it was a pain in the arse to haul around.
"Y'know, we'd get more if you wouldn't keep going for the head with that sword, Kurosaki." Not that he minded, but - they'd come across a brahmin herd, small, but they'd gotten two of the animals. No need to kill more than they could reasonably haul at anyone time. And the whole animal was valuable, or so one of the BHA things had said, so it was worth a fair bit, or so he hopped. "Not that I mind, as some of the bastards come outta nowhere, but these things are worth a fair bit." He jerked his thumb at the brahmin; If they moved any faster than the current pace, the cart-thing would break."Man, I wish I had my bike. Make this easier."
When: Nov 18th, Afternoon.
Where: Wastelands
What: Raynor and his charge come across molerats. Fun times of running the eff away shooting things ensure.
Warnings: Molerats, badly cobbled together cart-things?
Raynor looked at the collection of stuff that he and Kurosaki had gotten. Most of it was radroach innards, and bloatfly meat, but it was a decent haul. Smelly as well. Most of it was packed up on the small, only just held together cart thing of old parts, tire rims and rope. It wouldn't last, but it was something. Even if it was a pain in the arse to haul around.
"Y'know, we'd get more if you wouldn't keep going for the head with that sword, Kurosaki." Not that he minded, but - they'd come across a brahmin herd, small, but they'd gotten two of the animals. No need to kill more than they could reasonably haul at anyone time. And the whole animal was valuable, or so one of the BHA things had said, so it was worth a fair bit, or so he hopped. "Not that I mind, as some of the bastards come outta nowhere, but these things are worth a fair bit." He jerked his thumb at the brahmin; If they moved any faster than the current pace, the cart-thing would break."Man, I wish I had my bike. Make this easier."