10-11-2016, 01:11 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-11-2016, 01:12 PM by Aadibah.
Edit Reason: Meant to do option C for the quest, accidentally made copyright symbol.
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“Where and how far out is our destination?” Aadibah asked Tony as the two made their way from the front of the jailhouse and to the vehicle depot adjacent to it. The Stormtrooper lead her to a fence gate, where he pulled out a ring of keys for a several padlocks.
“That’s for us to know and you to find out.” He replied, opening up the gate all the way and gesturing for the prime to follow. “You ain’t out of the woods yet. Any information we give you you can be relaying back to your group, if you’re part of one.”
“Not yet, I guess. I just got here.”
“Then you shouldn’t have any troubles not knowing, just leave us to the navigation.” As they tread through the motor pool, Aadibah observed a wide array of vehicles that looked like something that could exist in real life, and something that you only saw in sci-fi movies.
The pair stopped at a set of four alien looking vehicles. Three of them resembled snowmobiles, with the twin sleds in front, but were significantly larger and made out of some strange metal. In the rear was what looked a fin behind the open cockpit at the rear and a massive turbine in the front. A top of the middle section was another seat and a futuristic looking machine gun affixed to the vehicle. The fourth vehicle was of similar aesthetics to the others, but looked more like a chopper with an oversized front tire, two cannons, and a jet engine on the rear of the seat. All four of them were sandy, dirty, full of dents and rust holes, with straps all over for holding bags, weapons, supplies in general.
“The fuck are these?” Was the first thing out of Aadibah’s mouth. Tony turned to her, grinning.
“Those three are called prowlers.” He waved his hand at each of them, “Light troop transports. They only seat two at a time, so we need a lot of them. Thing is out in the dunes you wanna be able to scatter, don’t wanna be all clustered in one spot. Then the one with the big wheel is the chopper, Shanna uses that to follow us from a distance.”
“You don’t tell me where we’re going, but you tell me your squad’s tactics?”
“I didn’t tell you everything, I’m just giving you the basics. Besides, I’m willing to take that risk, in case something happens, so you can help us out.” He shook the three rifle clips in his hand, “then you’ll get these back.” Stuffing the clips in an empty rucksack on the straps of the first prowler, he got opened a hatch on the front of the vehicle and began looking inside at the engine.
Aadbiah peered over the stormtrooper’s shoulder, into the mechanics of the alien craft. Her brow furrowed and her eyes almost went cross-eyed as they darted back and forth over all the foreign parts.
“I can’t make heads or tails of this damned thing.” She broadcasted to Tony, in the middle of pulling out a dipstick from a jerry-rigged oil pan.
“Yeah, well. Most of it’s Covenant tech, but over the years we’ve had to add our own stuff to keep everything running.” He wiped off the dipstick with a cloth, checked the oil, then slid it back in. “This one’s low. See that workbench over there?”
Aadibah looked over and nodded promptly, stepping over to a plastic container and undoing the cap before handing it to the Stormtrooper who poured half of a quart in.
Over the course of the next hour, Tony gave a run down to the prime of the inner-workings of the vehicles, having her start them up and give minor repairs, tweaks, and general maintenance.
“That’s for us to know and you to find out.” He replied, opening up the gate all the way and gesturing for the prime to follow. “You ain’t out of the woods yet. Any information we give you you can be relaying back to your group, if you’re part of one.”
“Not yet, I guess. I just got here.”
“Then you shouldn’t have any troubles not knowing, just leave us to the navigation.” As they tread through the motor pool, Aadibah observed a wide array of vehicles that looked like something that could exist in real life, and something that you only saw in sci-fi movies.
The pair stopped at a set of four alien looking vehicles. Three of them resembled snowmobiles, with the twin sleds in front, but were significantly larger and made out of some strange metal. In the rear was what looked a fin behind the open cockpit at the rear and a massive turbine in the front. A top of the middle section was another seat and a futuristic looking machine gun affixed to the vehicle. The fourth vehicle was of similar aesthetics to the others, but looked more like a chopper with an oversized front tire, two cannons, and a jet engine on the rear of the seat. All four of them were sandy, dirty, full of dents and rust holes, with straps all over for holding bags, weapons, supplies in general.
“The fuck are these?” Was the first thing out of Aadibah’s mouth. Tony turned to her, grinning.
“Those three are called prowlers.” He waved his hand at each of them, “Light troop transports. They only seat two at a time, so we need a lot of them. Thing is out in the dunes you wanna be able to scatter, don’t wanna be all clustered in one spot. Then the one with the big wheel is the chopper, Shanna uses that to follow us from a distance.”
“You don’t tell me where we’re going, but you tell me your squad’s tactics?”
“I didn’t tell you everything, I’m just giving you the basics. Besides, I’m willing to take that risk, in case something happens, so you can help us out.” He shook the three rifle clips in his hand, “then you’ll get these back.” Stuffing the clips in an empty rucksack on the straps of the first prowler, he got opened a hatch on the front of the vehicle and began looking inside at the engine.
Aadbiah peered over the stormtrooper’s shoulder, into the mechanics of the alien craft. Her brow furrowed and her eyes almost went cross-eyed as they darted back and forth over all the foreign parts.
“I can’t make heads or tails of this damned thing.” She broadcasted to Tony, in the middle of pulling out a dipstick from a jerry-rigged oil pan.
“Yeah, well. Most of it’s Covenant tech, but over the years we’ve had to add our own stuff to keep everything running.” He wiped off the dipstick with a cloth, checked the oil, then slid it back in. “This one’s low. See that workbench over there?”
Aadibah looked over and nodded promptly, stepping over to a plastic container and undoing the cap before handing it to the Stormtrooper who poured half of a quart in.
Over the course of the next hour, Tony gave a run down to the prime of the inner-workings of the vehicles, having her start them up and give minor repairs, tweaks, and general maintenance.
Such terror you are facing
Isn't it wonderful?
Isn't it wonderful?