RP Disregard

Zephyr looked back briefly before trudging forwards, she had suffered worse injuries and she didn't want to risk getting torn to bits by a maniac. She continued to walk forwards, looking for anyone who might be part of the gang.

 

Nezun presses herself up against the door, watching the stranger walk away.
Please hurry...
I don't want to be alone anymore...

 

She would probably have better luck the closer she gets to the base. As it is, you hear gunfire a few streets over, sounds like the standard issue rifle most of the gang wielded.

 

-sortil
sortil walks over to where the truck has been rammed into a wall
and what better gun shop then this
"oi spiderbreath, can ye start picking up some feathers?"
he looks for a way into the back of the truck

 

Zephyrs ears perked as she headed towards where she heard the firing, her pace picking up slightly.

 

It looks like the turret hatch is open, the truck itself is laid on it's side. Spiderbreath grabs one of the bags with his tail, then runs around, scooping up the feathers from the ground.

The rioters seem to avoid you, given your current state. The firing stops, last time you heard it it was the next street over.

 

-sortil
sortil goes into the turret hatch, and begins checking out the inside
i really like that spider.... if anything happened to him many many people would die

 

A lot of it is thrown around. There are food wrappers and a few cups strewn around, and it looks like a few boxes of ammunition and energy cells are in the back, behind the seats. There's the turret itself, which John seems to have detached and was using. Then there's a laser gatling, two standardized rifles, a few spare daggers, several grenades, and a magnum.

 

-sortil
Sortil IMMIDIATELY and literally jumps for the magnum, and even though his main hand is incacipated, he gives it an expert spin
"Ooooohhhoh yes..."
He walks to the back and grabs all the magnum ammo, piling it outside of the car.
Then he picks up an energy shell
could i eat this...?

 

The magnum appears to be a seven shot revolver, and heavy at that. There's a small ammo box dedicated to it, looks to be a .44. Finding more ammo shouldn't be hard, but for now you have 167 shots, not including the seven loaded already. There's little graphic on the side of the shell that shows a Novakid eating one, and then subsequently exploding. It's surprisingly comical.

 

-sortil
Sortil sighs
need some fuel...
He grabs the grenades as well, and walks out
"Yo spiderbreath, got some loot."

 

He jumps happily, the bag dragging on the ground. He's picked up a good number of the feathers, but there are still some scattered around.

 

-sortil
Sortil picks up the bag
"This will do"
He puts it on like it is meant to be worn, tying the cut strap, before walking to the sock bag and putting that on the other side, filling the small pockets of both bags with grenades and ammo
"Hop in!"

 

He jumps in happily, rolling around in the socks and almost purring, the blood flaking off of him as it dries.

 

-sortil
Sortil begins walking down the rioting streets again, looking for pharmacies and convinience stores as well now
(Sleeptime now)

 

(I know, i is the master of being 2lazy to describe things)
He decides to run while screaming "WHAT IS EVEN HAPPENING"

 

'It looks like the tunnel up is nearby, though I wouldn't expect for the situation to be very good up there.' She takes the path to the right, avoiding the edges of the black.

 

They all seem to have been looted first, most of the rioters seem to have left this area. Plasma continues to leak from your fingers, as well as the various other cuts on your body.

 

-sortil
Sortil keeps going, making his way to the hospital

 

There's a fallen sign that has the words "Clinic" scratched into it, there doesn't seem to be any main hospital in the district other than this.