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Post by wolflet59 on Feb 15, 2006 18:37:55 GMT -5
Welcome to the Cascades ! The maintenance loops peel off the zoom lanes just below you - vehicles shuddering past life blood pumping in and out of Seattle, nestled in its smog, the Sound glints --God it's big - It IS the lowlands.
Ths flattened, pitted area holds a fuel station and maintenance sheds, a few motel shalets and an enticing looking diner. Parked around the place a variety of zoom support vehicles in emergency orange and a dozen or so high axle trucks.
Hey guys - explore the place - zoom cops have juristiction on the strip only. Up here theyre regular Joes... let's meet and eat!
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Post by Falindraun on Feb 16, 2006 1:44:14 GMT -5
"That was awsome. Did ya see that fraggers leg almost came clean off. so where are we at again?" before John gets off the bus he gives his arms a good cleaning in and out, puts away his hand blades and his fangs and finaly puts his gloves back on and gets off the bus looking around at this place he is now in.
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Post by krondax on Feb 16, 2006 3:24:53 GMT -5
~15 minutes later~
Those at the dinner, if they were outside by the bus, might have heard a noise sounding like a semi downshifting. If they happened to look up, they could see what looked like a mid 40's Ford Truck. Sleek black, a color so dark that your eyes wanted to slide off of it, and if it was night, woudl have been unnoticable. What made this truck very noticable was the fact that it was tall, about the same heighth as the bus actually. On the back window of the truck was a decal that says "Eats Chevy's, Dreks Dodges", and there was a Krass for Mayor bumper sticker on the rear bumper. As the truck came up to the diner, all four of its wheels locked up, kicking up a cloud of dust, and comming to a complete stop a foot away from the parking brick infront of the sidewalk. It was evident that whoever the maniac that was driving this truck was, he or she had done this before. As the dust slowly began to settle, the rumble of the engine ceased, followed a moment later by the sound of the door opening. Hunter took the chip in the set out and placed it into his duster along with the other one before leaping out of the truck. He landed with a slight thud before slamming the door shut and going to the back set of doors. Opening up the drivers side one, he quickly pulled himself up, and pulled out the backpack, putting it over his right shoulder, and then pulled the gun case and the bucket to the edge before stepping back to the ground. The sound of crunching gravel moved towards the back of the truck. Dust still slightly obscured what was visible as he quickly opened the tailgate and went back to the back seat to pull the two items out and bring them to the back, setting them, along with the back pack into the bed of the truck. Slamming the gate shut, he turned and looked at the bus and anyone outside. Those who saw them (when they saw him) would see a 6 foot tall white human, yet his face would hold some signs of the indian blood that ran through his veins. He wore a duster (secure long coat) which hung open, a Smith and Wesson X-Frame Hunter revolver slung over his shoulder, and to each leg was a USP Match .40. Under the duster, his shirt was visible, which said "There is a place for all God's Critters - right next to the mashed potatoes and gravey". He gave a quick nod to anyone who might have been out there before he turned and walked into the diner, gravel crunching under his feet with each step. Reaching out, he pushed the door open with his left hand, and inhaled deeply, a smile moving over his face. Looking around, he spied who he was looking for. "Phyllis!" he said, as he moved towards a woman serving some people. Turning round, Phyllis, the owner of this little wayside dinner, a short woman in about her mid 60's, smiled "Hunter! How good to see you again!" she said, as she moved over and gave him a hug, and a kiss on the cheek.. She was born right before the UGE babys began. Her daughter, Vrenna, was elven though, and was born about 10 years before Hunter was. The two had an off and on relatoinship, which was currently on, and was seeming to be going good this time, even though they tried to keep it secret from Phyllis, who knew more than what she let on. When Phyllis wasnt looking, he blew Vrenna a quick kiss - Phyllis hid the smile. "So what brings you here?" she asked after she finshed taking an order. "Headed out on that mini bus out there, so, I need a favor. I need to leave the rig here for a few weeks. Phyllis gave him one of those 'Oh really' type looks, but he knew already that he could keep it there. "I suppose" she said after hemming and hawing about it to herself. "Thanks, I owe you one. Vrenna have some of her baby back ribs ready?" he asked as he looked around and spotted Lucille comming in. "Of course, some comming right up, she'll find you some. Im sure she will want to wish you luck" she said with wink and a twinkle in her eye. Smiling to him self, he turned and went to Lucille's table. "Morning" he said as he pulled out a chair and joined her........
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Post by cxone on Feb 16, 2006 4:48:33 GMT -5
Fryer looked as the big truk skids to a stop and a human get out . Thinking now that looks like a red neck truck ........ what was that down load I foind from the late 90's to early 00"s ....... Get Her Done !!! ...... Yea that was it . Hehe.
Well must go in and grap something to eat , maybe something for the road . Still can't get over that shot at that crate . Man I should give up the matrix and become a gunslinger . As if , no magic here . Just luck at times .
entering the dinner Fryer heads to a table and waits for some one to get his order . Fryer picked a 6 place table incase someone else wants to join him . A young woman of amerind decent gomes over " What'll it be ? " Fryer looks up from the menue as says " I'll have a club and fries please and a couple of sandwiches to go , turkey would be find . Also I'll have a slice of your homemade lemon pie and a suger free soda ."
As the food stars to arrive Fryer notices that it's all real . No soya stuff here . Damn this is going to cost . Wonder if they have a jack point that I can use . So I can get a lil fix before we hit the road . Would like to d o a lil search on my fellow travelers . Never hurts to get all the information you can get . Damn this food was good .
While eating fryer looks around at all the other dinners . I'd feel some stupid if someone walked in and robbed the joint while I gots my head down in a plate of food . The mighty runner gets geeked while eating his lemon pie ....... ha ha ....... Get Her Done ...... !
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Post by Falindraun on Feb 16, 2006 6:36:17 GMT -5
John walks into the diner to see where one of his traveling companions went to. then finds him and joins him at his table and orders a double ham and cheese omlet."Names John, you can call me John." when John sets his arms on the table you hear a loud metal thud that makes the table wince in pain.
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Post by wolflet59 on Feb 16, 2006 6:48:15 GMT -5
(OOC: back in a few days- tuck in !)
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Post by cxone on Feb 16, 2006 7:23:16 GMT -5
"Hey John . Nice to meet you . The names Fryer ." As he extends his hand . "Omea the food is some good here . No soya stuff here . Oh and nice shotty blast on the leg on the ganger back there ."
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Post by Falindraun on Feb 16, 2006 7:31:50 GMT -5
"Its nice to meet ya." as you grab Johns hand in a handshake you feel as if you just picked up a large metal object to which you dont posses the strength to lift on your own.
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Post by krondax on Feb 16, 2006 13:56:52 GMT -5
(ooc the 15 m inutes comment was from the first post, 15 min after the first post. it was all going to be one large one, but then i broke it up)
"So, anything exciting on the trip over here?" he asks of lucille as Vrenna comes over and sets the plate down. "Thanks darlin" he says as he reaches around her and gives her a little hug, "I think your mom knows about us" he whispers before she can walk away.. "Doesnt surprise me one bit" she said with a wink before she moved off back to the kitchen. Hunter smiled as he looked down at the ribs and then dug in.
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Post by Braddoc on Feb 16, 2006 22:10:41 GMT -5
The bus finally arrived as destination. Smoking seemed to not be Lucille's strong point, and he was asked to move in the back, so not to bother nobody...He dropped the idea for the rest of the stretch until the diner.
A foot went out the bus, , the lighter created a spark which lead to a flame..giving birth to the aromatic smell and taste of UCAS' #214 best selling cigarette.
The smoke did some good. almost as good as breading the nice, clear real air, no air filter, just trees..Now this is a park he wouldn't mind getting drunk Monday mornings, so calm....Then the truck from hell came around, big, large, noisy, and probably the best platform for a technical Four-Eyes have ever seen. The man seems a woodsman, maybe mixed blood with some Native-Amer....."OH MY GOD THAT'S THE BIGGEST REVOLVER EVER SEEN! GOD IS ALIVE AND HE'S PACKING TWO OF THESE ON HIS BELT! NOT TO MENTION TIGHT-LEATHER WEARING NUNS.....to reach a bigger demographic of course." Putting this mental image aside, Four-Eyes calmly took a puff out of his smoke, nodding back to the man before he entered the diner. John and the ork went inside, leaving the barrens-boy alone to finish up his smoke, before deciding to join them at their table a few minutes later.
"Hey John...so what's new with you?..Didn't decided to bring your hat this time around huh?..." He turned to the young ork eating a rather savory meal "Hey brother, name's Four-Eyes...nice 'slignin' back there with the case, What you used? didn't have time to really look..."
from the side of his view, he saw it again, near Lucille, just hangin' there, doing nothing.."What a waste...in the woods it cannot be used to his full potential...", he thought, while getting' his order of delicatessen with water...CLEAR water.
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Post by cxone on Feb 16, 2006 22:43:39 GMT -5
"Oh hi . Names Fryer . Thanks on the shot , was just luck . I couldn't do that again in like a million years . hahaha ." Looks abash at some one noticing his shooting . That's a first ,usualy it's my matrix work . "The gun I'm using is just you standard Smartlinked Browning Max Power . Nothing special but I like the concealability of it . I prefer the hitting power of the Rugar Super Warhawk but can't hide it for drek ."
"Sory , have a seat . The food is the best I've eaten in a long time . It's real no soya here . Even my parents cafe didn't make food this good ." Waving to one of the seats while digging back in to his food .
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Post by Braddoc on Feb 16, 2006 22:59:37 GMT -5
"REAL food? damn...I should have moved out here years ago..or at least take a spin 'round here place." Four-Eyes sat down next to John, having Fryer at his front right, and the rest of the diner at his left. "Yeah, the Warhawk ain't easy to hide..but what's more getting on my nerve is the fact that's it's single-action, can't even shoot 2 things quickly, gotta re-cock it, re-align yourself and fire, wash rince repeat...What a waste of time and skills, in my opinion....so you folks had a diner? Where was it?"
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Post by cxone on Feb 16, 2006 23:46:36 GMT -5
"Close to the Renraku (spelling)Just before it closed . They had a bit of a shoot out infront of the shop . A stray rocket took it out . And I had to kill them with a meat cleaver ." Fryer says with a shrug .
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Post by Braddoc on Feb 17, 2006 0:01:56 GMT -5
Four-Eyes' face went from "yeah,i'm ok" to "Aaahh frag". "Drek brother...sorry to have brought that up...my sympaties.........and" Four-Eyes lowered his voice, leaning a little towards Fryer "...did you manage to get those fragheads that shot that rockit?"
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Post by krondax on Feb 17, 2006 3:18:46 GMT -5
Lucille nods over to the other table. "Those are our guys, go talk to them" she says as she eats.
Noding, he finshes off his ribs and stands up, grabbing his chair by the back and drags it off behind him as he moves over to the table where everone else is sitting. He picks up some of their conversation, and nods to them as he sits down. "Greetings gents. Sounds like you have had some excitement on the trip over...." he says as he takes his seat..... "You can call me Hunter..."
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