[color=f7976a][h3][center]~Lila Vyner~
Divers Paradise[/center][/h3][/color]

[@Empath]

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[color=f7976a]"Just make sure you ain't late or I'ma leave without you and your [i]ugly mug[/i] then!"[/color] Lila shouted back as Mira walked off. She should probably get her own things together. Shouldn't take her long to get some ammunition for her rifle, extra ones for her pistols...and maybe a knife or two for emergencies. Food and water as well of course, alcohol wasn't going to help them in a desert. Not that she wasn't gonna take some. By the time her feet had carried her a few steps, Lila was making a mental note of the things she'd need to get...and of how the hell she was gonna get her mitts on a vehicle.

Probably have to call in a favor. Ugh. Might as well head there and see if she could get it before going and packing up. With the recent attack, she wasn't sure she'd be able to get it...but well, she could be persuasive. She turned, deciding to head there quickly and get this over with. At least she could have some fun with this.

A few minutes of walking later, Lila had arrived outside of what looked like a garage. Normally you'd be able to hear either vehicles being worked on or the bickering of someone trying to haggle the price down on something. With the attack though, it looked like the place wasn't faring very well. Looked like it was closed, though the guy who ran it was probably still here somewhere. Thankfully, he was someone Lila was at least...acquainted with, and with her usual charm getting one of his vehicles shouldn't be too hard.

[color=f7976a]"I'm surprised you haven't stormed out of here all the way to Arcadia to sue the CMAS for all their worth, heh."[/color] She chuckled, walking up to one of the open garage doors. The garage inside was an absolute mess - more so than usual. Normally the floor was covered in machine parts, tools and grease. Now it had a few bullet holes, burns, and a few burned pieces of scrap laying around.

"I'd have better luck wrestling a Xena serpent." As usual, he sounded annoyed, overworked, and a bit tired. He was wearing his usual somewhat tattered suit, and looked like he hadn't slept for awhile. He turned from a table where he was cleaning a tool of some sort to Lila, letting out a sigh as he saw who he was speaking with. "Oh good, I was just wanting some more bad luck."

[color=f7976a]"Hey the bullet holes add a bit of charm to it,"[/color] She chuckled. [color=f7976a]"Besides, ye could tell a fun little story of how you heroically fended off a horde of CMAS all by yourself."[/color]

"I have better things to do than come up with implausible stories to entertain the masses." Lila rolled her eyes. Prickly as ever, he was.

[color=f7976a]"As fun as ever, aren't ya Irwin?"[/color]

"What do you need, Lila? I am busy trying to see how much this little attack is going to cost me in time and money."

[color=f7976a]"...I wanna borrow your jeep."[/color] Irwin gave her the most hostile glare she had ever seen him give someone.

"No."

[color=f7976a]"Aw come on."[/color]

"No." He turned around, walking to an office connected to the garage obviously not to thrilled with the idea of handing over his vehicle to Lila.

[color=f7976a]"Come on. I got this great little venture."[/color] Lila hurried after him.

"I said no."

[color=f7976a]"Come on! I'll bring it back in one piece this time, promise."[/color]

"You've said that the last three times."

[color=f7976a]"Not my fault No Mans land might as well be a vehicle graveyard."[/color] Lila snorted as he walked over to a work desk, taking a seat in it. The blond placed her hands on the desk and leaned on it. [color=f7976a]"Come on Irwin. I always pay ya back if something happens. Sides, ya owe me, or are ya gonna find someone else that don't mind doing a bit of...persuasion work to make fuckducks pay up for ya? Or that goes hunting for some parts off CMAS schmucks for practically nothing?"[/color] Irwin sighed, holding a hand to his head.

"Fine. Just bring it back in [i]one[/i] piece this time."

[color=f7976a]"Heey, don't worry about it! I know what I'm doing. I'll make sure your precious little vehicle is back in one piece."[/color]

"Just go already. I'll have it to you once I get it ready."

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After making sure that they had a vehicle, It didn't take her long to reach her little home. A small four room shack a bit of a walk away from the paradise out in the crags. Bedroom, kitchen, restroom, and a little workshop where she typically kept all of her guns. Lila had built it with the help of a few others when she first moved to the area. It was far from a five-star hotel, but it was enough for her. She walked in the front door, the hinges of it creaking as she pushed it open.

She was glad to see it was pretty much as she left it, almost completely clean, aside from a coat of dust covering everything. She wasn't staying for long, so it wouldn't have time to get dirty either. She went straight into the workshop, placing her guns on a table along with her rifle. A bit of routine maintenance was always needed to make sure her guns were in working order. A rail shot fired out of any of them was hell on the barrels, not to mention the firing pins and mechanisms. She couldn't use too many without maintenance of some form.

After that, she grabbed a bag and stuffed it with some luggage they would need. Normally she'd just hunt for any food and travel light, but that'd only slow them down for now. Thankfully she always kept some on hand for this sort of thing. Water, a bit of alcohol, and a few other necessities. With a satisfied hum, Lila holstered her guns and slung her rifle and bag over her shoulder and left, making sure to lock it up behind her and made her way back to the Paradise.