@Davadio @ScotchTapeWorm @ShadeStar
Sean rolled his eyes when Chet put out the fire, staying where he was sitting, "If you get me shot, I will be pissed" He shook his head, taking out his pistols, "But if it comes down to it, I am not fighting someone unless I have to" he shrugged. He avoided fighting both Gov and Refugees, he didn't side with either and killing off the people he worked with for years, or the people who were just trying to survive the best they could, wasn't something he was willing to do. He hoped it wasn't someone who recognized him, even though he was sure that he was still seen as a deserter, despite the fact that he didn't leave by choice.
@Davadio @ScotchTapeWorm @CaseyJ
"What do you mean it's complicated?" Z hissed at the stranger as Chet put the fire out. She had spotted the glint of a gun as well and was now dealing with the phantom aches of all the places she had been shot before. Their eyes scanned the area trying to see if they could spot anything else in the glow of the trees. Her body had naturally fallen into a ready position, either ready to run away or fight for her life. They had their hand resting on a hidden compartment on their leg prosthetic ready to pull out the gun hidden they had stored away. She glared at the stranger before hissing at Chet, "I didn't bring anyone with me. You should be asking mister 'it's complicated' over there."
Chet kneeled behind the large rock he'd been sitting on, resting his arms on the top and steadying the bow. "I watched Mr Complicated come in, it's not anybody tailing him." He kept up a slow sideways scan of the treetops. "Unless you have to? Sean, you're gonna have to out here." He noticed the way Z tensed up and got ready, and muttered. "She knows what's up, bud, better follow suit."
@Davadio @ShadeStar
Sean rolled his eyes, not that it could be seen well in the dark. "Look, how about I go see who's out there, because it seems to me you are both a 'shoot first ask questions later' which would end badly" he shrugged, walking towards where Chet had been looking. "Besides, both the Gov and Refugees would recognize me, neither of you though, so you'd both get shot by the gov."
@CaseyJ @ShadeStar @ScotchTapeWorm
Chet looked over at Sean incredulously.
"To the Guvs, you're a deserter; to the Refuge, you've been banished. Why on Earth would you think you're the best option to go see what's up??"
He laughed brusquely. "If you really wanna go get yourself shot, you go right ahead, kid. There's a reason those of us with actual life experience are the shoot first types. All of life isn't as cushy as the Government or the Refuge."
@CaseyJ @ShadeStar @Davadio
3110's small smile curled into a grin. He'd gotten a decent-ish view of at least most of the gathered peoples bodies. Currently his aim was trained on the metal one, if he shot he could aim for the prosthetic limbs for a less lethal shot, while still scattering the troupe. The thrill of excitement washed over him again, reminding him of when he'd tracked down and hunted a group of mutated rabbit-hawks, he'd stalked them for half a day and then spooked them, separating the group to pick them off one by one. That strategy wouldn't work here, as he didn't want to kill the gathered people, but the way they immediately gathered on the defensive was reminiscent. The thrill of the hunt was intoxicating, but 3110 knew very well he wasn't safe. At any moment his spot could be easily discovered and it'd be him on the defensive.
Breathing out slowly, his finger sliding over the trigger of the rifle, 3110 lined up his shot, instead of aiming at the metal one he aimed from the hut. Specifically, the walls of the hut colliding with a bullet making a noise loud enough to completely unnerve anyone in the dark environment even if they knew what had made the sound. As well as making a sizable hole in the shelter. 3110 almost wished he'd put a silencer on the rifle, though at such close ranges it made less of a difference, it would have given him more performance points. With a grace grained from hundreds of hours of practice, 3110 lined up his shot and fired at the hut, not bothered if the bullet ricocheted into one of the people, it was unlikely to be lethal if it did, and if it got a leg they'd be slowed enough to perhaps capture for questioning.
The sound of a gunshot in the forest rang out with enough force to briefly deafen anyone unused to the sound. However rare a person who had never heard a gunshot was in this world they inhabited. A small flash of light came from the muzzle of the gun and 3110 immediately moved after shooting, as he'd been trained to do. Shoot and run, shoot and run. Clothes making only a slight ripple in his shadow, he dropped down to a branch on a neighboring tree, eyes scanning the clearing. The bullet collided, making a horrible 'thunk' sound, amplifying the sound of the gun and 3110 pressed himself against the trunk, going for full stealth in his new position, rather than observation. At a lower level he could atleast hear what was going on, though trading hearing for sight was annoying.
@ShadeStar @ScotchTapeWorm @Davadio
"Actual life experience-?" Sean started, only to be interrupted by a gunshot, he sighed loudly, quickly making his way to where the shot had came from, muttering to himself. "I have life experience- and I am not a kid…I was one of the best shots in this sector. I just don't like having other peoples blood on my hands" he shook his head.
@ShadeStar @CaseyJ @Davadio
3110 looked mildly baffled for a few moments, hearing the younger one sigh loudly and walk over to where he had previously hidden himself in the tree's. Did the kid have a death wish? Walking towards a sniper with a gun? He shook his head, almost amused. He shuffled a little bit further away, hiding himself more securely, still listening. He moved some hair out of his face then froze, had the kid mentioned.. Sector? And the accent was clearly trying not to be Government, 3110 frowned, the others were obviously not Government, so the kid was a runaway, perhaps a fresh one. It didn't complicate things too much, but it bothered 3110 a little. He could have worked with this person, was that the sense of familiarity he'd felt earlier? Something about that though still didn't feel quite right.. His cloak attuned further to the dark wood, 3110 looked like a smudge, but if you looked directly at him you'd eventually spot it. Your eyes wanted to slide off, but no technology was perfect.
( @ScotchTapeWorm I'm a tad confused, where is the tent? The only structure Chet has set up in the clearing is the dirt hovel, which is like a small hut, built of mud walls and a thatched roof. Am i missing something? Not trying to be a problem :X )
(You could have the sniper bullet blow out one of the walls? they're just dirt. The thing would still collapse, same as the tent, and nothing would really change in the storyline)
( @Davadio Oh- Woops- I uh, misread the words 'structure', I assumed it meant tent.. Uhh- I'll rewrite it in a second to just make a loud noise and ricochet off the mud walls then- Not a problem, entirely my fault lol )
(You're fine! Hovel is a weird word. )
(You could have the sniper bullet blow out one of the walls? they're just dirt. The thing would still collapse, same as the tent, and nothing would really change in the storyline)
(Mm, perhaps, but 3110's kinda trying to be a tad cautious, a structure like that falling would be too distracting for a warning shot, a loud noise is better anyways I think! It works better in the narrative, so I guess I should probably thank you then :D )
@ScotchTapeWorm @CaseyJ @ShadeStar
Chet saw the muzzle flash just before the hovel blew dust everywhere. He immediately fired the crossbow at where the flash had come from.
The cross bow bolt was tipped with a combination of minerals and powders that, when they impacted the tree the flash had come from, exploded.
The upper part of the tree blew into splinters.
He put another bolt on the string and moved rocks, noting with annoyance that Sean had decded to go get himself killed anyway.
"Nice knowing you, kid." he muttered.
@ScotchTapeWorm @Davadio @ShadeStar
"Psst" Sean called out, not sure if the person could here him. "Don't shoot- I'm a friend…well…not really…both the Gov and Refugees hate me…not my fault they kidnapped me" He grumbled the last part, looking around slowly. He pulled out his pistol, taking the mag out and putting it in his pocket, "See I am unarmed, so…come out…I mean..I could throw a bullet at you, and hit you with it…guaranteed." He scratched the back of his neck, then looked at his arm.."Not even sure if you can hear me…but I am 5349"
@Davadio @CaseyJ @ShadeStar
3110's eyes went wide, feeling the shake of the tree, as where he stood was blown into bits. Had he stayed he'd be dead three times over. The ginger started rethinking his options, as he didn't want to end up dead, firing again and giving away his position was far too risky. But another shot of that explosive would probably reveal him. He cursed under his breath, his grin turned into bared teeth. Turning his gun over in his hands. The red-head considered making a full retreat, highly tempted by the option, he was surrounded by too many enemies, and he didn't have the resources to defeat them.. Or..
3110 shook his head, filing away a last resort. He could claim to be a frightened runaway, thinking they were Government and firing at them out of instinct. The story wouldn't hold up under close inspection and he doubted his acting skills were that great anyways. Breathing deeply, 3110 tensed to run, when the kid.. Spoke?
The ginger listened quietly, still ready to run at any moment, but the words arrested his movement. The odd joke and mentioned of being 'kidnapped' was interesting, but it was the numbers that finally caught him. 5349, he knew those numbers, Mark had mentioned them as the kid they'd killed. Which was now obviously a lie. Had he worked with him before? 3110 checked his brain, oddly coming up blank, which was strange for him. He knew most of the good shots in the branch, so either he knew the kid or? 3110 shook his head again, letting out a tiny, involuntary groan of pain at what felt like someone hammering a steel rod into his skull directly through his eye. The red-head clutched his skull, shaking off the pain, he knew his position was compromised now, and with shaking hands instead kept the gun trained on 5349.
( Well, this went in a different direction than I was expecting lol )
@ScotchTapeWorm
Sean stepped towards the sound of a groan, figuring it was the person. "Look, just don't shoot, I have been through that enough…Well the Refugees didn't but some people like shooting at me 'cause I get cocky. I am sure you've heard of me…maybe…I mean… I am a nuisance to most of the leadership." he shrugged. "But, if you shoot me, I will let my…the other guy shoot you with his exploding …thing…I have no idea what it is." He shrugged again, figuring he was talking to himself. "I miss the gov though…at least then I got to be outside…the Refuge sucks" He sighed.
(What direction were you expecting?….Cuz like…I don't expect)
Chet heard Sean speaking quietly and stood up. He moved carefully but quickly to where Sean was, standing behind him by about 10 feet, leaning against a tree so it covered most of his body.
In the pale nuclear blue light of the Forest, he couldn't see who Sean was talking to, but he could generally see the area.
( @CaseyJ I didnt know what to expect but this wasn't on my radar 😂 good results!)
(Well, I just go with the flow, and my character is a rebellious person who likes to think that not everyone will try to kill him)
(I'd say Chet was probably the same way, up til Danny died. Now he's just suspicious of everyone, despite being outwardly friendly 🤷🏻♂️ )
@CaseyJ @Davadio @ScotchTapeWorm
When the gunshot went off Z immediately pressed the compartment and felt the gun pop out into her hand. Their hand wrapped around it and lifted it up to aim where the gun had initially been fired. She didn't fire yet because this gun only had a few bullets and she needed them to count. Though when she saw what Chet's crossbow bolt did, they were grateful that he hadn't shot at Z earlier. She did not want to lose yet another limb. Then Sean, the absolute idiot, began talking to the person who HAD JUST FIRED AT THEM WITHOUT WARNING. The only positive to come out of that idiotic decision was that whoever was attacking them let out a groan allowing Z to better pinpoint wherever the heck their attacker was. She quickly changed where her gun had been pointed.
(And then there's Zanna. Who's M O has always been shoot/run first, questions later)
(trigger happy group of us, other than Sean. Exciting 😬)
(So dangerous- I genuinely don't know how this situation is going to play out haha)
.png)
