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With the toe of his rough-hewn leather boot, the looter kicked a stray pebble as he paced nervously along the banks of the lake. There was something about the massive stretch of water that unsettled him- perhaps that he was unused to seeing such a large, expansive body of blue, cerulean that could swallow him up if he took a wrong or careless step. He had went from sitting on a flattened rock besides his compatriot, Gabrian, to anxiously walking the pebbled shores of this particular section of lake.

That pebble, larger than the bed of its kin that it rested upon, bounced down the shore until it landed with a deep and unsatisfactory plop in the lake, sending ripples across the otherwise serene and undisturbed waters. Ares blew out a stream of air past loose lips, producing a sound akin to blowing a raspberry, before swiveling his head to Gabrian who was invested in his own activities.

"Do you know when they're arriving? And if it'll happen in the next year or so?" Ares asked the other, impatience wrought on the agitation in his visage. He was usually excited for diplomacy missions- it had given him the freedom of meeting others, who each had their unique and fascinating stories that Ares was more than happy to exchange with what life was like in the Junkyard. It was how he had met Lorelei, the spirited though cautious drifter whom he met in secrecy at least once a month.

Still, Ares had a short attention span, and it was only so long he could wait that he grew restless. He consolidated to bouncing rocks atop the sheen of the waters edge, that send smooth waves swimming across the otherwise undisturbed lake's surface.

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Posted 09-18-2021, 04:27 PM

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NOTES: sorry for the wait!

While they were waiting around at Lake Armdale, Gabrian was seated on a big rock. He was sitting in a way that would allow him get up quickly if he needed to, one foot propped up a bit. Lake Armdale...it was safer than other parts, which is why the ending meeting was called there. but it would be foolish on anyone's part to assume that meant it was completely safe...not that he had the same thing to worry about that an uninfected human did. On the outside, there was no military presence, thank fuck for that. But as lost as Gabrian thought the bastards were, the manpower and the resources they have are very valuable...which makes the whole situation even more fucked up. But no sense in griping about what has already happened. Not to mention, mind wandering could get them killed out there.

Gabrian pulled out the flimsy picture of himself with his wife and child—Yolene and Monique. He traced his thumb over their faces, trying to not mind too much about Ares anxious pacing. Gabrian folded the picture back up and pocketed it before looking over at Ares. "Tranquilícete, Ares. I'm not a particularly anxious person, but your...pacing...is getting contagious. Trying not to be That Guy, but there's this saying about patience and virtue," he said, with a ghost of a smirk. "Don't worry, they're coming. 'Sides...I welcome the...uneventfulness. Could be runnin' from Infected."

Whenever he spoke of his peers—meaning the Infected—sometimes he felt nothing. He had emerged from oblivion, and since this fact came to pass, he had been something apart of the others who are ravenous. And the people he cared for in the Junkyard, he wanted to protect them. So, it was nothing to kill Infected. But...sometimes...sometimes it got to him because while he did remember all the terrible things that he must have done, he knew for a fact that something did happen. And yet...he was still able to evolve.

How many had he infected...how many of them were evolving from the chaos afforded to them?

Posted 10-09-2021, 08:02 PM

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Max was checking his MK 556 rifle. The sound of a gun clicking could be heard from outside the door. The Outcasts were making quite the progress now. The group has settled on a rundown village that is right next to Lake Armdale. They have already started planting different types of vegetables and have been restoring the houses. The most important part of course is securing food and shelter. For now a few people still had to sleep huddled up together as there weren't enough houses for everyone yet.They were still collecting material for the houses. The good thing is that at least they have a head above their heads.

Max had managed to set up a meeting with some members of the Eclipse. They will talk and see what they are able to trade. Not everyone here had the best guns. Some people had old models that jam quite a lot. Max is hoping to be able to trade some guns. Or at least make it known that they are interested in newer model guns. Guns don't come cheap and money isn't something that drifters are known for to have. Thus Max will have to figure out what to offer to the smugglers. The one thing that was on top of his mind was the obvious, he used to work in the military's special task force. He could take on those pesky jobs for the Eclipse and clear out some nests like he does from time to time for the military.

Some military members, whom also happens to hate his guts and whom are now pretty high ranking, they always like to contract him for the worst types of jobs. Seems like they still want him dead, the best way to do so is to throw him out in the front lines. Max isn't sure if it's his experience, aptitude or just pure luck that gets him back home each time with good cash and ammo. Depending on the job he gets to keep the gun, hence why he now has a MK 556 rifle. He gave someone else the gun he used to have before that.

Max got up and headed out, as he opened the door he saw a recently joined member, Joe Salinas. He tipped his head in the direction of where they were to go telling the guy let's go without words. Max isn't the type to talk all too much. He is more of the quiet observing type. Although some alcohol will set his tongue loose. He walked outside of the protected area and headed towards where he would meet up with the Eclipse members. "Do you have some negotiating skills?" Max asked as he was walking. The place where they were supposed to meet the Eclipse members isn't that far. It was about fifteen minutes walking.

"They seemed bored." Max commented as he could already see the two members up ahead. He kept his eyes peeled at the surrounding area, there could be more members, or there could be infecteds nearby or both. "Was this place easy to find?" Max asked stopping a few meters away from the two. He glanced around then back at the two. So far it looks like there are only two people here from the Eclipse. "Run into any infecteds along the way?" Max asked, a conversation starter but also a way to know if the colony is easy to find and if there are infecteds nearby. Sure they have people patrolling, but it's good to know if there are any infecteds around.

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Posted 10-20-2021, 03:12 PM This post was last modified: 10-20-2021, 03:14 PM by Maximilian Schneider

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