I nod slightly and set the glass down on the bar. "So, those gangbangers had shot him up real good, and Will was bleedin' out while tryin' to outrun 'em. Lost cause. Best he could hope is make it to the Junkyard, hoping it was true that his twin bro…
"Well... not sure how well known this is outside of The Fat Man's compound, but a few years ago one of his sons escaped the Palace in the back of a box truck, then stole a bike, and fled off into the desert with some cowboys in hot pursuit. Neither …
I cock my neck quickly and nod slightly as if to say OK. "So, Sasha, how long you been here? You an old-timer? Or a bit of a newbie 'round these parts?"
Most don't ask. They don't really want to know, but here she is askin'. She probably really doesn't want to know this truth. But maybe this truth will spare me the awkwardness of Esco's snatch later on.... "You sure you really want to know what happ…
I look at Sasha trying to convince myself she's sincere, and a glance back to Esco for reassurance. Thankful that she poured the drink, I lift the glass to meet her, "Whadya guys call it... uhhh... I never really got it, but I think I know what it m…
Snatch? Ehhhh...Hmmm... I rub my forehead with one hand and motion for another shot with the other. "I was goin' to ask if I could crash here tonight, so ya readin' my mind on that. But... but... I'm.. I'm alot to ask from a girl, ya know. For lots…
"In the mornin' you say? Huh." Does that bastard not believe I'm back? That I'm coming for him? Or is this some kinda trap? "Esco, I trust you, so I'm letting ya know. I'm aimin' to take him down, and by the sounds of it.... tomorrow mornin'. Knowin…
I push the mask up off my face and onto the top of my head, and throw my head back an pour the shot into the back of my throat. "That's good. Warms your bones down deep, Esco." I motion delicately that I'd like another shot, "If you heard I was dead…
In the quiet loneliness of the Junkyard, it reminded me of what it was like in the old days when I would spend days and weeks without seeing another soul. Just me and Pops. Talking 'bout life, gigs, rhymin' and stealin'. And for a moment, part of me…
As soon as she turns and heads back to Cinch, I snap the mask back down over my face. She's not looking back, and neither can I, and frankly I need the mask to give me a moment to gather myself for Last. The sound of Mimi's slightly off-balance trot…
Finally a soft chuckle escapes, my mouth still buried in her hair near her ear, and I whisper, "The only place I wanna go is this place called The Gulf of Mexico, and I don't think even you can take me there." I release the hug and cup her face with…
I tried to avoid this kind of goodbye with Mimi, but she never let's anyone off easy. I drop my outstretched arm to Last, and envelope her in a hug with both arms. Holding her tight, feeling the shape of her body pressed into mine, my face buried in…
Bending rebar is slow going, because it's rebar. I take a break to catch my breath and chat up Last and Krin a little more. Maybe last time I see 'em. I notice Krin wanting to help, and I give her a couple quick clues as to what I'm looking for.
I …
When I met Mimi, no one would would lift a finger to help her. She was outcast, alone, no ally, on the brink of death. No doubt she can take care of herself, but she needed a fightin' chance and a bit of time to rebound. Still, as both June Weaver a…
I give Mimi a thumbs up and slight nod of approval. She's special and there's things I wanted to do with her, but truth is this body ain't gonna last much longer, and she needs to move on... move on with the living, and there ain't no one better for…
I pat Blue lightly on the cheek with an open hand and say, "Good job. That's what I needed to know. Mot here will take good care of you. But you'll probably need to change your name." I grin at him behind my mask and offer him a hand to get up on h…
I don't answer at first, instead take another swig from his canteen of water and then pour some on his face, washing off the blood and dust. I imagine he was pretty, but he won't be after this heals -- if he lives that long. Still, the rest of his …
After blocking the exit with the limo, I take off my mask and start slowly walking toward Graves and her gang of Pops' cowboys. "Which one of you drew all these circles on me with a marker pen yesterday?" I gesture all over my body with one hand. T…
OOC: On a 12+, choose 4 (GM's rule):
• You inflict terrible harm (+1harm). x2
• You suffer little harm (-1harm).
• You take definite and undeniable control of it.
• You impress, dismay, or frighten your enemy.
OOC: Gigg rolls Keep hold of something you have, roll+hard (highlighted) w/+1 forward (GM) and +1 from Pit Bull
(Rolled: 2d6+4. Rolls: 3, 6. Total: 13)
Gigg gets an Advancement!
I walk over to the rear end of a busted up stretch limousine, "Here's the plan. Hide all the bikes and Cinch's Fipper car. We let 'em ride right into the main area here. I'm hoping they think we hightailed it outta here." I point over at the nearby…
"Swagman?" I've barely thought of Chaz' old roller since... "Not sure. It wasn't in the ruins at the Palace last night when I went back there. They scrounged just about everything I had after they gunned me down and threw my body outside Depot to ro…
Pushing up, I manage to squat, but the wonky knees and the makeshift braces aren't cooperating, and I lift a hand to Mimi, asking for a pull to get me on my feet.
Once Mimi helps me up, I remain in close. In my other hand is a fistful of the grave …
I stare at the hastily dug shallow grave, and shake my head slightly, thinking of how gigantic the injustice of all this is, and I want to cry but I can't. Not anymore. Just a suffocating sense of panic, and I force myself not to flee. She deserves …