CONVOY

[greatcleavage]

who: Everyone who wanted to come on the expedition Roy is arranging!
what: A community is failing. We're going to save them. ROLL OUT.
when: 4/10-4/12 (or thereabouts)
where: The Quarantine to the ravine and back again
warnings: ?



((OOC: No tag orders, they just keep threads from getting done. Feel free to NPC monsters or run with your own ideas! Also, sorry for how late this was, it was a bad week.))

Comments

[unmakeme]

Natasha steps swiftly behind the little onion, hovering at her shoulder and very much prepared to slap Dodger if he continues. "No one is making her strip." She speaks calmly, slowly, and with the heavy implication that she's not above making a teammate bleed if said teammate is being an ass. She glances down at Sieg, at where she figures her eyes must be, and offers her a tight little smile. "My suit is a weapon and no one is making me take it off, either." Nothing to worry about, wee bulb.

She nods her head at Roy as she snaps the straps closed across her guns and batons. "I'm not leaving anything behind, but I'll keep it all holstered." Partly because it's a decent idea. Partly because, let's be entirely real, Natasha doesn't need a weapon to be deadly.

[greatcleavage]

No, no, definitely everybody take everything you want. Just keep the weapons holstered till someone starts losing hit points.

[Roy himself isn't about to leave his sword or his armor behind, and definitely doesn't want anyone else to either. As for Dodger, Roy is pretty sure that Natasha and Sieglinde will make him regret his life choices if he keeps this up. It kind of reminds him of having Belkar around.]

[How depressing.]

I think we should proceed on foot from her. We can come back from the trucks, but if there are any defensive measures we don't want to get them wrecked.

[smokedout]

[That gets an eye-roll out of him; a general gesture of 'suit yourselves'. No one's made him bleed yet, and until that happens he figures he can do what he wants... but he's wasting his own time as much as theirs if he goes past the level of scummy teasing, so he'll keep quiet for now.]

Let's draw a clear line here - how much blood has to get spilled before it's alright to torch the place? In cups or gallons.

[Why did you bring him along, Roy.]

[mysophobic]

[ All of Shigeru's weapons are tucked safely away in his gate, so he has no qualms about it. Not to mention that his powers are always available should they be needed. But he's silent for most of the exchange nodding in agreement at whatever ideas are being offered. It seems like he's not the only one at the mercy of Dodger's teasing though. ]

I'm going to bring some medical supplies, just in case, but my powers are always there if we're really in a bind.

[ He'll write down on a pad he's brought with him. It's easier to write in down in big letter than type it out and have everyone look at his phone to read. ]

[greatcleavage]

Didn't we have a discussion about clear lines once before? [And how it just leads to endless legalese and loopholes and contingencies, all of which only serve to bog down what really matters.]

I'll make the decision and let you know. If I'm dead or incapacitated, that in and of itself will constitute grounds for self-defense.

[And that's that. He nods to Shigeru in acknowledgment.] I'm hoping we need the supplies more than anything else we're bringing, not that I want them to be hurt.

[unmakeme]

Cups or gallons? Seriously?

"Maybe someone should stay with the trucks?" She says someone, but she means Dodger. It's probably not very subtle. She's not worried about hurting his feelings. She kind of doubts that he has any. "We might need to make a quick getaway."

Not to mention, if this ends up being even remotely about diplomacy or tact, he's going to fuck them all over the second he opens his mouth.

[smokedout]

[It's not hard at all for him to catch on who she's volunteering.] You'd be missing out on the extra edge, if things go sour.

[He says that, but he didn't lift a finger to help during the fire wolf attack. Partly because he was at a disadvantage against something made of fire, and partly because he just wanted to watch everyone for strengths and weaknesses.]

I wasn't raised in a barn, I can keep my mouth shut as long as Greenhilt seems like he's got it under control.

[This, as they've all guessed by now, is a complete lie. He doesn't respect Roy anywhere near enough to keep himself under control.]

[greatcleavage]

That's good to hear, since I would have a moral imperative to stop anyone who committed an act of evil or chaos that endangered the lives of others, and might not have the luxury of doing so nonfatally in the event that swift action was necessary.

[Roy isn't lying. And he trusts that everyone else gets the messagem too.]

Let's go.

[unmakeme]

Natasha falls into line behind Roy, letting him lead the way, but it's only so she can come up even with Dodger for a moment. "If you cause a scene, and I have to knock you out, I will leave you there. I will leave you behind and I won't lose a wink of sleep over it, if it comes to it." She doesn't care if he likes her or not, as she jogs off, but hopefully he's picked up by now that this is not a lie. She will absolutely dart his ass and leave him behind for the greater good, for the safety of those actually making an effort and putting themselves at risk for their teammates, makeshift and temporary though this team may be.

She ends up between Roy and Onion, because if she stays close to Dodger, she's afraid she'll hit him. He's an infuriating man. "Let's just assume, for a moment, that talking to them doesn't work. Do you have a back-up plan? Or are you open to suggestions?"