[h2]Maxxy
[sup]Wasteland Firefight[/sup][/h2]

Maxxy grinned as the boss threw her a pistol he had managed to pick up, and mentioned 'toys'. [b]"Are we talkin' leather belt or battery cables? Or just battery in general?"[/b] She joked as she looked over the gun. Examining it, it had no wood cut parts, and there didn't seem to be a serial number either. So, the sand pirates did have a gunsmith, but the lack of trees and stuff out here was still an issue. Judging by the crates full of them, these were produced in some form of factory, though to tell how ramshackle it was, she'd need to test a few guns. Sacha seemed to have taken a few, so that wasn't entirely out of the question.

As Maxxy handed Sacha back the pistol, he patted her on the shoulder and told her she'd be getting a raise. At that moment she was the most happy she had been in a while. Followed by the most pissed she had been in a while. Looking over to the car Sacha had driven in on, it looked and sounded so familiar. It was Sam's- no, her car! Not entirely, just the paint job and the exhaust, and it sounded a little more powerful too, but that had definitely been repaired from her cannibalized parts. She made an attempt to shout at Sacha, but she knew that [i]it[/i] was gonna happen soon and if he didn't want to be a succulent Sacha steak, he'd make a break for it. For now, Maxxy was going to try and gather some more clues before catching up to him. It wouldn't take but a second.

As the sand pirates packed up and left, Maxxy took out her notepad and began sketching one of them. His outfit, more specifically. If anything could lead one to a sand pirates' hideout, it'd be one of the sand pirates themselves. She also took note of the direction they took off in, and they vehicle they used. Though this was far from concrete evidence, this would be enough to get some form of idea of where the manufactory was. As she finished taking down the last of the info, she heard sweet, sweet music.

A loud explosion rang out, obviously triggered by her friend. She told Sacha about it earlier with her joke, though she wasn't aware it was going to be this soon. Still, explosions were always nice, especially if they help you get things that cause more explosions. She quickly made her way to the car of Sacha, gun out just in case. As soon as she got near, she mimicked the 'roll down' motion, signalling to whoever was driving to roll down the back seat window. As they did so, Maxxy hopped into the car with a surprising deftness, before pulling herself back out the window, sitting on it and aiming the Big Kill out towards the danger. [b]"Looks like that John boy is at it again!"[/b] She shouted in a southern accent. It was time to kick some ass!