Maxxy
The Hole
Maxxy smiled as the wolf agreed to buy her pizza when they got back. She betted she could bleed this dope dry once everybody got back. Two larges, one for her, and one for Sam. With all the toppings, pepperoni, anchovies, olives, extra cheese, fries, mayo- but she was getting ahead of herself, and the hours she would spend regretting eating such an abomination of baking. She needed to actually procure the package first.
As Jerry answered his phone, very clearly not enthused by its caller, he glanced to her, before turning out the window. He, from what Maxxy could gather from hearing one side of the conversation, was passing a job of his onto an associate, probably one of his many female friends, judging by the name Kait. That name was oddly familiar, but she really couldn't place it, so she dropped it as he dropped the call.
The two completed the drive in relative silence, an odd circumstance considering whom he was seated with. Maxxy excused her lack of annoying banter with the fact that she was unsure of Sam's safety. She had taken his gun, and the Freelance Pigs were probably still on them, considering the DeSoto had shown up in a chopshop. But, as much as Maxxy hated to admit it, Sam was resourceful and hardy. He wouldn't be taken down so easy.
As the two hit Sacramento Drive, they were greeted by another driver, presumably called by Jimmy. Following the man, she give his associates a 'how-do-you-do' curtsy, before making rude gestures at them. After that, they both hopped in the second truck, gunning for the location which Maxxy so helpfully provided the goon. She armed herself, gas mask and Lil' Devil equipped, as the sped off into the wastes looking for guns. Hopefully, the wolf would do similar, though she didn't bother to check.
As the two got closer to the drop point, Maxxy told the man to kill the engine. This was a delicate operation. She'd fuck it up herself, with no help from loud engines unless she jerry-rigged them herself! Coming close enough to actually see what was going on, Maxxy was astounded. If she was seeing things right (a debatable issue in the heavy sands) Sacha had already apprehended... was that the godmother? The sand pirates were loading weapons into what really seemed like the Godmother's armored truck. Maxxy wasn't exactly familiar withy it; she never got far enough ahead to be taking on that particular mob. These people were tough customers. How exactly powerful was Sacha?
She practically ran up to him, but the armaments of the gators made her actually think for just a second.
"Sacha, you ol' bastard, what are ya doin' here? Haven't seen ya in years old pal!" She joked, before coming up to him.
"But, seriously, why the hell did you need my help?" She asked. It didn't particularly matter if she was still getting paid. But then, the armored car suddenly pulled a U-y. and began driving off. Had they already gotten what they came for? Were they escaping?
"Is that the reason? Should we be stopping that?"
Alice T.
Barren Wastes ==> Electronic Store
The group filing in took a fairly long time. Some would regard it as days, even, but Alice T. was in no rush, so it was fine. She finally managed to enter the store, one of the last stringers. Everyone fanned out, not making many sounds or the such. The beasts of the wasteland were deadly, and ammunition was expensive. The less of both seen the better.
Alice T. carefully made her way up stairs, before hearing a loud scream. She made her way down the stairs, carefully and slowly, only to find two corpses. One of a Beast, and the other of a team member. A bat holding a smoking automatic stood above the both of them, fear on his face. He must've been new here. The man called out to her, "Hey! We're not alone!" but that proved to be a good idea. Something replied to his call with a roar, and he quickly face palmed. "Shit, shit, shit." He mumbled, getting ready for the worst. Alice T. too, tensed up. Yup, definitely new. Still, wasn't anything she hadn't dealt with before.
The rat closed her eyes and focused herself, feeling the vibrations on the floor. Thump. Far enough away, but on the same floor. Thump. Closer, stay on your guard. THUMP. It was near her, she'd need to take it down. Opening her beady eyes, she scanned the room she was in. Just a glimpse of something black told her all she needed to know. It would be coming out of that isle in three... two...
A monstrous, muddy black, enraged beast stomped out from the laptop section. Alice pulled her gun and focused. It noticed her. She moved her hand a bit to the right. It roared again, the huge vibrations throwing off her aim slightly. She readjusted again, the beast now charging her. Finally, she pulled the trigger twice, unloading to large caliber bullets into the beast's skull. Her body instinctively threw itself out of the way of the now falling giant. And with that, the store was quiet. It seemed she was safe, for now.
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