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riverviewlogs2017-04-17 08:04 pm
somnioergosum) wrote in riverviewlogs2017-04-17 08:04 pm
Mission: Fertile Ground
Who: 2B, Daryl Dixon, Jason Todd, and Ronan Lynch
What: A team assembled by force is volunteered or voluntold to go collect soil samples and test them. They’re surrounded by predators. Things, predictably, do not go well.
When: April 17th
Where: Outside of the perimeter, in a fertile land surrounded by wild boar
Warnings: Violence against (and probably death of) animals
Ronan appreciated the chance to explore beyond the perimeter. He did not appreciate that he was doing it under supervision or the class they’d made him take. Soil samples? Jesus. But there was a chance of getting chased by carnivorous creatures of which no one had given him a clear description. That probably meant no one knew. Now that was exciting.
For once, Ronan was waiting at the perimeter early. He did his best not to look like he had been there long. Arms crossed over his shoulder, he examined the huge truck they’d loaned them for this mission.
He rapped on the metal. “Made to take damage,” he commented to himself.
If the others didn’t show up soon, he might just hop in and take off before no one noticed...
What: A team assembled by force is volunteered or voluntold to go collect soil samples and test them. They’re surrounded by predators. Things, predictably, do not go well.
When: April 17th
Where: Outside of the perimeter, in a fertile land surrounded by wild boar
Warnings: Violence against (and probably death of) animals
Ronan appreciated the chance to explore beyond the perimeter. He did not appreciate that he was doing it under supervision or the class they’d made him take. Soil samples? Jesus. But there was a chance of getting chased by carnivorous creatures of which no one had given him a clear description. That probably meant no one knew. Now that was exciting.
For once, Ronan was waiting at the perimeter early. He did his best not to look like he had been there long. Arms crossed over his shoulder, he examined the huge truck they’d loaned them for this mission.
He rapped on the metal. “Made to take damage,” he commented to himself.
If the others didn’t show up soon, he might just hop in and take off before no one noticed...
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Ronan was a fair better driver than he was, which meant the truck was rolling along at a steady pace instead of being jerked around the way it would have had Daryl's foot been on the clutch. At least when it came to stick shifts. So he had an easier time getting on than he could have. Was smooth enough.
After he hopped on the back and had a firm hold of a safety belt, he yelled out to Ronan:]
Hit the gas!
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The truck is slower than his BMW by far and he's never had to work with this much bulk. But the principle is about the same.]
Blindfold! Hold onto something or get inside.
[He steadily increases speed, just waiting until he knows 2B won't fall. After that, they'll find out how fast this thing goes.]
Crossbow-- cross--
[He gestures vaguely with his hand. If you squint, it resembles firing a gun.]
Shoot-- shit.
[That train of thought vanishes. Both hands need to be on the wheel anyway. Ronan's got a giant truck to drive, a girl on top of it, a kiler headache, and a few killer boars on steroids. He can't deal with anything else for a bit.]
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[It takes her a second to realize Ronan is talking to her (codenames exist for a reason), but 2B really doesn't seem inconvenienced up on the top of the truck. Even as it accelerates, she has no trouble standing atop of it, leaning forward for balance. As long as they don't crash into anything that is.
But before that can happen, 2B decides it's safest not to push her luck and moves forward, a small jump placing her atop the truck's cabin. She wants to check on Ronan, nevermind that he was just possibly distracted by the sound of something heavy landing right above his head. No time to ponder that though, she's already hanging down and trying to squeeze her way in through the open window on the passenger's side, only slightly distorting it in the process.]
I'm fine.
[She glances at him to make sure he is as well. Though actually... up close, the android looks pretty banged up from the boar charge. And the beasts are still chasing after all of them.]
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[He moved up to the very back of the bed, right against where it met the cab, and started searching around for one of the shotguns that had been in there earlier. Those at least could do some damage without having to aim well.
Once he got one loaded up, he braced himself as best he could and started firing.]
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This is how you drive.
[On the streets, this piece of shit would never beat anyone. There's only so much the engines can do with this weight. Oddly enough, the concussion helps. His coordination is hurt just enough that he doesn't turn the wheel too fast.
He still takes a hard turn to reverse direction. Whether or not it disorients their new friends, the others can worry about that. Once their course straightens, he floors it.]
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On the other hand she has nothing but melee weapons so her options regarding what to do now are very limited. All she can do is examine her own or Ronan's damage - or observe the boars, as the truck starts to leave them behind.]
We're losing them.
[Hopefully for good.]
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Really hoped that stupid sample was worth the effort.]
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Go team. Let's never speak of this again.
[Just had his ass handed to him by a boar. It'll take longer to heal his wounded pride than his busted head.
By the grace of God, he stays awake and quiet the entire drive back.]
The funny thing is, getting your ass kicked by giant boars is totally IC here
At least no one received serious injury. No one except the boars left behind, including the dead one.]
The mission was a success in the end. That's the important part.
[Was it really worth it? It's not for her to decide that.]