The Wild Wild West. IC

[DMBlackhart]

( fair enough milk, so yeah repairs are fine, and a success w/ those rolls. So thats 2 boxes less damage. SO pretty damn good quality now. )

( I Will move to the next day after a bit mroe RP. so a post or two more should suffice.)

[Milskidasith]

I'm asleep, so about the only thing left would be for Jennessen to go to sleep and Meagan to start on lookout.

Suddenly, a Super Mutant armed with another rifle charges in and starts shooting at us! Protect the building for a nice reward! >_>

[DMBlackhart]

Too bad, meagen is busy getting high. :p

[Milskidasith]

I meant Tex, not Meagan. My bad.

[Talking Donkey]

Jenenssen

Jennessen kicks complys with Meagen handing over her pistol, although she keeps her brass knuckles and shiv hidden away. "Gnight Meagen." With that she goes to bed.

[Goblinsplitter]

Might as well try and repair them all the way, since i have enough time to do so.

Desert Eagle (1d100)[28] vs 53%
Colt (1d100)[63] vs 53%

[Milskidasith]

Timeskip time!

[Goblinsplitter]

Lets do the time warp again!!!

[DMBlackhart]

The night moves by pretty quick. A good nights rest is had even though you both sleep on very lumpy, very uncomfortable matresses.

As the morning sun comes, you all awake, roughly 9am. Looking around th shop you find your weapons, on the counter, and tex outside. However meagen isent anywhere to be found.

A new day, new adventures, and dare I say it, new QUESTS!!

Bummmbummbuuummmm... :p

[Milskidasith]

Tanner steps up from the bed, and stretches his long arms upward, yawning loudly. He then walks over to the table and grabs his weapons holstering them at his side.

Huh, the old man disappeared on us. Ah well, it's probably no big deal. I kind of want to head back to the wastes, but I get the feeling some of townspeople probably need some stuff done, and if I can get some extra supplies out of doing what I do to survive anyway, I'll be happy enough. Either of you know where we can find something to do?

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Grabbing her weapon off of the counter, she holsters her pistol and looks for Meagen. Deciding he is probably off getting something to eat, or high, she looks at her new companions.

"Well, I know a caravan was planning on going out today or tomorrow, but it is going way all the way down to the Hub. We could ask around at the bar, I'm sure we can rustle up some work there, along with some food."

[Goblinsplitter]

"I am still in need of ammunition. It would be most fortuitous to acquire some as it would increase my killing potential by 87%."

[Milskidasith]

Tanner idly inspects his weapons, noting that they were in perfect or near perfect condition now. After a pause, he turns towards Jennessen.

The bar sounds fine to me. Somebody'll have something for us to do in the Wastes, I bet. As for ammo, Tex, I'd recommend you just grab some off the counter and leave the cash behind. It would be easier than waiting around or finding another shop.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"We will see what we can find Tex... you do have caps... right?"

[DMBlackhart]

As you all ready yourselves, grab your equipment, and some food from meagens stores, you notice the apparent lack of the geazer.

Jennesen happens to find his basement door still locked. The old-timer is probably holding himself up in there for the time being.

Moving along-

As you all work your way through town you see some of the sights of redding. Most of which involve wanna-be gansters causing trouble, jet-addicts begging for some caps or a fix, a good deal of people running scared from the robot, and yet all the while the sherrif seems to not respond to the frightened calls.

You come to the first little bar you can, the door is made of wet, almost destroyed wood, but it seems to hold.. for now.
Inside the bar you are all greeted at first by the barkeep, until, like meagen he jumps back at the military designed robot with the flamethrower, MG, and High-tech guns equiped to him. Although ALOT of guns come out and things look bad the people don't stay that way for long. If the robot was looking to hurt anyone, it'd have done so by now.

The owner of the bar comes up to you all, whether or not you decide to sit down he seems to follow you, talking you all up, being particularly careful around the robot.

Jennesen, good ta see ya again girly. How have ya been? I havent seen you in here since... well since last night. It's been awhile, Oh!! and I see you got yourself a man, and a body gaurd.. well good for you. Please sit down, drinks are on the house for you, well, you need to pay first though.

Erm... what does the robot drink? Gasoline?

[Goblinsplitter]

"What is with the human fascination with these "caps"? I don't want "caps" I want 5mm ammunition for my CZ-53 mini-gun."

[Milskidasith]

(OoC: I'm assuming the robot just grabs the bullets and Jennessen can spot him the caps. Or we just steal, W/E, the guy's too high on Jet to notice.)

Tanner walks in and sits down, fidgeting uncomfortably. He wasn't used to sitting on a stool.

Water, please. Or if that's not available, then I'll take Molerat blood, it works well enough. I'm really just here looking for work; I live in the wastes, for the most part, and I figured somebody here might need something done that's less than desirable.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"It has been a while." Reaching into her pocket Jennessen pulls out a a few caps, "I'll take a Scotch on the rocks, and what ever he's having." She says pointing towards Tanner as she has a seat at the bar. "You know anyone looking for some hired guns?"

Edit: Doh, dang Ninja's.

[DMBlackhart]

The barkeep takes the caps and sets you up with a rather small glass of vodka, and a plastic bottle of somewhat brown-tinted water.

Bah! this is redding darlin. Even you should know, next to reno, or those filthy zombie pits, that this is probably the worst town out there. Hell, it's the freest though, I would take that over all the caps in the wastes!

As you continue your drinks the barkeep does that cliche'd glass cleaning excersise as he continues.

So ya, there is ALWAYS need for someone round here. I hear buck over at the garage is closin up for the time being, somethin about his lil girl going missin yesterday. And that filthy mayor of ours is always up to somthin. Hell you could even go check he mines, im sure the sherrif would welcome a few more hands in handling the damn addicted miners, or the disputes, or hell even the constant territory war with the gangs. Ah, but don't let our petty little problems bother ya. You should just stick to your escortin buissness. It's easy, honest caps in my opinion.

The barkeep sets you up with a few more drinks for free when those run low.

I personally don't need much. You could go hit up that dead-beat meagen for my rum supply. Should have gotten it in recently, and yet no one see's him all too often. I swear if he is sneakin MORE jet into this town I will lynch him myself!

[Milskidasith]

Tanner sips at the water slowly, glad that there is, in fact, water in this town. He turns towards Jennessen.

I say we check out the guy at the garage. The rest of this stuff sounds kind of like internal affairs, and I personally prefer the Wastes to this town. Less guns aimed at you in the wastes, and cheaper food, if you know where to look.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Alright, thank you much." She says as she sets an extra cap or two down on the bar. Finishing her drink she stands up and gets Tanner and Tex's attention. "I think we should go check on Meagen. If he's ok, No, problem he'll just yell, but if he's dead... well we get his stuff.

"After that maybe we can check out the garage."

Edit: Re Ninja'd

[Milskidasith]

We can ask about Meagan at the garage. The missing daughter situation probably requires us to work fast, though I wouldn't object to getting some of Meagan's stuff.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"To the garage then."

[DMBlackhart]

You all leave the bar, one last round given out before you leave .

It takes a few minutes to navigate the relitivly dirty city of redding, and find a garrage about 1/10 of a mile away from the town itself. The garage looks to be an old per-war gas station and garage combo. Everything seems to still be functioining, and as you arrive, you can hear the faint sound od sobbing comming from a back room in the garage's office.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"If there is one thing I hate more than a lack of booze, it's a man crying." She says rather coldly as she makes her way inside.

[Milskidasith]

Looks like we are at the right place. I'm not exactly the best with words, and he seems upset, so I think you should talk to him, Jennessen.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

Walking into the garage, Jennessen looks at the man sobbing by his desk.

"Hey Buck, we heard. What happened? Don't worry, we will help if we can."

Speech(1d100)[64]Goal 95.

[Goblinsplitter]

Tex looks around the garage, looking at all the dilapidated machinery "Poor machines..."

[DMBlackhart]

Once inside the garage tex spots a lift system, which seems to still be operational. The lift seems to stick about halfway through elevation though when manipulated.

The garage is full of dilapitated machenes and spare parts, and even some kind of broken aircraft hanging from rusty cable wires.

The man stops his bawlin long enough to look up, a smile on his face when he sees jennesen, and an even greater one when he sees the robot.

Oh, it's terrible jenny. My little girl, becca, she went out to play yesterday, I figured she would go see that markus boy or something. But she hasent came back since then. No one around town has seen her, and with the slavers and raider out there I just don't know WHAT to do.

[Talking Donkey]

Jennessen

"Ok, we'll try and help Buck. Can you give these two a description of your daughter and directions to the Marcus boys place?"