[IC] The Travellers

[Rick Sanchez]

Holding the magazine at his side, Sucker shoved his free hand hand in a pocket and chewed the inside of his cheek. He leaned over to look at Ved's artwork, and unable to discern anything from it, looked back to the mercenary.

"What about?" He began walking towards his tent--sectioned off a bit to the side, because Sucker was ever the wallflower--and slipped the goods under a blanket.

He called over his shoulder, "Did I do something?", before turning back to his elders.

@hagroden

[hagroden]

Ved
He smiled behind his mask, he had known this boy for over a year now, and he'd seen a lot of change happen. He saw the sprouting of chin whiskers and sideburns on him, and he's seen the way he changed and grew. The way he was able to handle all the shit the world had thrown at the boy. And he couldn't be prouder."
"You started becoming a man."
He stated with a chuckle, kicking out the map he had drawn on the ground, than walked to the jeep, picking up a toolbox as he went.
"Anything you could use some help with Yuk?"
He asked, using a nickname he had given her a few months back.
"I know my way around a tank engine, but a jeep can't be much different."
@Rick Sanchez@yukisaa

[yukisaa]

From where I was sitting down by the tents, I heard footprints coming towards me, knowing that it was Amber, standing tall in front of me. I moved my head away from the guys that where looking at the porn magazine, I laughed a little on how our group found each other, after laughing to myself for a minute. I looked up Amber.
“Sure” nodding my head, getting up and walking towards the jeep.

I pop the lip to the jeep, in order to make sure everything work, looking at one of the parts, I heard a voice from behind me, asking if I need help. I stop for a minute to look at Ven.
“All engines are about the same, I remember seeing a tank engine……” I started to ramble on about tanks engines, only to stop myself and blushing a little bit, knowing that I was rambling.

@hagroden @Aphelion

[yukisaa]

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[hagroden]

@yukisaa
Ved
He chuckled softly at her blushing, then reached into the engine, moving parts gently out of the way to and fro, checking to see if anything appeared damaged, after a few minutes he pulled back, turning his head to her.
Everything looks alright to me, want to give it a once over?"

[yukisaa]

I looked up at Ven, nodding my head and started to look over the parts that Ven worked on. nodding my head twice, giving the go-ahead. knowing that if i speak, i would ramble again.

@hagroden

[hagroden]

Ved
He gave her an affectionate pat on the back, then sat down, leaning against the jeep.

[Rick Sanchez]

Sucker suppressed a groan at Ved's horribly sappy reply, to be polite. Honestly, he could practically see the man wiping the one bittersweet tear from his helmet and congratulating him like, "Well done, son."

He felt a bit singled out as the youngest, as the least educated, as the only one besides Jay who didn't possess a long-range weapon (or throwing knives)--and heck, she could do a bit more with that sword than what he could do with a pocket knife. Inadequacies.

Typically, it didn't bother him; he knew everyone's experience with life varied, and he knew that his personal experiences had made him more mature than those his age in some ways, and less in others--like having a very loose grasp on the concept of reproduction and not knowing that media used to be produced for those types of bodily functions at all, but also knowing how survive off of a gallon of water in a tanker for a week. Like accepting death as an inevitable but non-malevolent part of life and knowing when to simply endure, but not knowing what half of the words Cash said actually meant.

What bothered him was the insinuation that he was just a kid--with the hair ruffling. And the looks.

He appreciated them all, he really did, but despite not being able to read a book he could read people very well. The status of his relationship with the group was uncomfortable for him--not that he was complaining, by any means. He wasn't hungry and he had actual friends, rather than just fellow gang members--but having grown up without a family, the surrogate...ness-type-older-brother/sister spiel was unfamiliar and awkward territory. He wasn't sure how he felt about it.

To quell the feeling of uselessness that was bothering him for what must have been the seventh time this week, he shrugged and asked no one in particular, "Anything I can do?"

His eyebrow twitched at the sound of an approaching vehicle.

[Erklings25]

Spencer nodded at Sucker. "Totally appropriate! You know what? I'd better just leave these here, I haven't played my guitar in a while. Later, boys!" He yelled running towards his tent. He had completely ignored what Amber said. He would drive no matter what, and nobody could stop him. Even if it ment finding a chainsaw and carving 'I'll drive' into the hood of the jeep. He almost did that one time. He sat down by his tent and tuned his electric guitar. Everything was the way he left it. He unblocked his throat then started to play 'Two Princes' by Spin Doctors, up his favorite song. He then began to sing. The team were used to him practicing he liked to think.

One two, princes kneel before you (that's what I said now)
Princes, princes who adore you (that's what I said now)
This one has diamonds in his pocket (now that's some bread now)
And this one wants to buy you a rocket (ain't in his head now)

This one he has a princely racket (that's what I said now)
Got a big seal upon his jacket (ain't in his head now)
You marry him your father will condone you (how bout that now?)
You marry me your father will disown you (he'll eat his hat now)

He closed his eyes and confuse to sing and play his guitar, only hoping that nobody will disturb him, and nobody gets to the porn mags before him.

[Billsomething]

The Drive was quite uneventful Cash didn't encounter any animals while on his way back so in boredom he decide to mess a bit with the radio and of course it didn't get anything but static so he turned it off.

when he arrived at the camp he noticed That the bitch was leaning on the jeep and that its hood was popped open so Yuki was working on it most likely, he could hear that Spencer was playing his guitar didn't recognize the song though he knew it wasn't one of Spencer's own originals for it rhymed (or perhaps Spencer had gotten into Cash's stash it has happen before and he usually knew how to write songs when he did).

he turned off the engine and walked to the back of the jeep, popped open its trunk toke out his briefcase of dope and moved it to the back of his car. Of course as he opened his trunk he noticed that most of his stuff was gone and was replaced with other supplies such as five first aid kits, a sawed off-shotgun/with several ammo boxes, a tomahawk, 10 bottles of water and finally more porn but this time seemed to be more intended for a female audience.

[hagroden]

Ved
He looked up at Cash as he walked by, then stood up and followed him to the back of the truck.
"Anything interesting during today's scavenge? Other than another vehicle to collect gas for, not to mention maintain?"
He asked disapprovingly, as another vehicle would only cost more effort to maintain. He wasn't very found of Cash, he was far too impulsive, never thought ahead or what the consequences of his actions were. He seemed very much like the type of man who would quickly turn on someone or a group of people if it benefited him. He also was very clearly an anarchist, and although Ved was one as well, Cash had qualms over his history as a Mercenary on the government's payroll, despite the fact that Cash had no idea what sort of work he did for them, as he kept his work history to himself. He kept a constant eye on Cash, knowing that if anyone where to turn on the group, it would likely be him.

[Billsomething]

Cash rolled his eyes at the soldier bitch comment "Calm your tits soldier Bitch While yes it was a bit of an impulse to bring it but you seem to be under the impression that it runs on Gas it did but in one of my many highs. I had it converted to solar energy much like your own suit" cash then pulled out his revolver and pointed it at Spencer who was admiring his car "Don't even think about it Wilson"He then walked back to trunk of his car still with his pistol trained on Spencer "Punch can you come out here for a second"
@Erklings25 @Rick Sanchez

[Rick Sanchez]

Sucker stuck his head out of his tent, about to ask what was up, but paused at the sight of Cash's drawn gun.

It worried him when the former drug lord pulled this kind of shit. It was in jest, probably, and he didn't think the man would ever actually shoot any of them (or at least he hoped not) but the principle of his revolver being trained Spencer made the teenager's throat constrict. Cash's temper was hair-trigger. He didn't want to think what would happen to the group if he ever fired.

The other vehicle was new, too, and he hoped he wasn't going to have to ride in it.

He shot a nervous look towards Ved, like, 'what's going on?', before approaching the car like a timid deer.

"Yeah?" He asked Cash, voice skeptical.

@hagroden@Billsomething

[Billsomething]

Cash lowered his pistol at Punches approach he liked Punch he thought of him like a little brother or perhaps a Grandson not a son because Cash already had one who wanted nothing to do with him so he already knew he was a shit of a father. but enough about that he needed to get back to the situation at hand "Punch you need to fucking relax" He told the kid but it seemed that his word didn't have any sort of effect. so taking a quick drag from his cigarette he opened the trunk once again and pulled out the sawed off by the barrel and the tomahawk "Punch ever since you joined this wicked bunch i have been getting the feelings that you have been thinking of yourself as worthless or useless. So for The Reason why i called you here is because i wanted to give you a choice the gun or this here Indian ax originally i was just gonna hand you both but i don't think anyone would be happy with me if did that" he said with light chuckle @Rick Sanchez

[hagroden]

Ved
He stepped between the two of them, glaring at Cash from behind his vizor.
"The boy doesn't need a gun, meth head."
He growled lowly, he refused to accept the possibility that Sucker would need to kill at such a young age. He was surrounded at all times by capable adults, and he personally made sure he was near the kid at all times. When he was ready to handle a gun, Ved would let him chose one from his personal armory. But until then, the only time he'd willing let him have one was for training.

[Billsomething]

@hagroden cash once again rolled his eyes behind his shades "God dammit!!! That for the boy to decide and the reason for why i am letting him decide is because i am willing to trust him with it and that's what he needs the most is for us to trust him to make a decision so step off and let him chose"

[Aphelion]

Ambrosia liked the fact that Yuki was easy to get along with, and that Ved was always willing to lend a hand – especially when in comparison to Cash, who had taken off to who-knows-where, and Spencer, who thought it was a wise idea to make as much noise as possible when they should be laying low.

Instead of wasting time, she had sat down to inspect what she had brought back from their last trip and began divvying up the lot into individual sized portions to account for everyone's well-being (cans of soup, beef jerky, dehydrated vegetables, and bottles of water), and first aid equipment (bandages, antiseptic spray, and numbing cream for wounds). She was nearly done with it when Cash barreled back into camp with his new car, and she was about to ask Punch to come with her on her rounds to check the traps when the druggie started whipping his gun around.

“For fuck's sake...” She muttered under her breath. Honestly, he had no idea of conservation or rationality. Even if it was a joke, he pushed it too far. Ambrosia knew getting involved in the situation wasn't worth it, especially when Ved could deal with Cash more easily than anyone else here. Instead, she merely finished up divvying out the food and first aid kits, and then let out a whistle to catch their attention.

“If you're fucking done doing retarded shit, there's food and medicine here.” She pointed at the brown backpacks on the ground in front of her. There was enough for each person to take one, and enough food in each to last each person at least two weeks, if they didn't waste any. “You know the rules, one each. I'll be on my rounds. You wanna come with me, Punch?” She asked, scooping up one of the backpacks for herself and strapping it to her back. She knew the kid was jumpy, and offered him an escape route out of whatever the hell Cash had planned for him.

@Rick Sanchez

[hagroden]

Ved
"And you clearly know what a kid needs, seeing how well you've done with your own life."
He growled, his fists clenching hard. He was very protective.

[Billsomething]

Was he the only one here seeing the damage this was causing it was more then a gun could ever do "What i am doing here is trusting the kid to make a decision. he doesn't even have to take the gun if he don't want to. but none of you are seeing the actual damage your doing by being there to continuously to protect him. Because of this he will learn to relay on us to come and save him but we won't always be here especially not me so for once i am letting the kid decide for once"

[yukisaa]

i walked behind Ven, as he walked up to Cash. watching what was going on, wondering if i should ask Cash to see if he wanted me to look at the new car, before someone put out a gun, waving it around to try and scary everyone. every time that Cash waved the gun, i keep looking at it, looking at the fine metal that it was made out of.
"The Le Mat revolver was a .42 or .36 caliber cap & ball black powder revolver invented by Jean Alexandre Le Mat of New Orleans, which featured an unusual secondary 20 gauge smooth-bore barrel capable of firing buckshot." i mumbled to myself, loving the craftsmanship of the gun.