"So, ya won't tell me where you got em?", whined Kwell. "s**t, you can't even spare one?"
Leeroy grinned back the the scrawny Kwell, "No. I'm not gonna, and the last thing I'm gonna do is give you a taste for em.
If you want some, you're just going to go out and find some yerself. Now, keep your eyes out there where they belong, unless
ya want a Raider having his way with your momma."
Kwell looked back out over the wall, nervously gripping his rifle. "Well, I've caps, wonder if Sanjas' got any.."
"Her?" laughed Leeroy, "She calls 'em Devil Sticks. She burns any she gets, and not in a useful way. Tebac or MJ, she hates em both."
"Hey, there's someone comin', looks like a girl..."
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Only an hour earlier Carnagie had taken an unwelcome bath in ditch, compliments of the loud engines of a group of wheeled raiders running the long road.
While it offered the best walking, and the clearest sight lines, it still was relatively well travelled, and more than occasionally by a group of
raiders that liked hitting Stonehammer.
The ditch had been the closet cover, and served its purpose, for the raiders had not even slowed down. They were returning back to thier camp, and one of the ATVs was billowing smoke as it passed. There were half a dozen ATVs, and at least two raiders on each, so there was no thought of fighting them.
She had almost dried out when she got to the gate of Red-tower, passing by an ancient white sided gas station that had been stripped to the concrete.
The wall sentries had just noticed her, but not as soon as she had expected....
"Hey Luc! Someones coming up to the gate! "
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Luc had just left what passed for a bar drinking what passed for a beer. Marcus was there too - the two had patrolled the past day, uneventful apart from finding a lot of fresh Coyote spoor. That would need checked out again. Those were bad news, nearly as bad as the d**n raiders...
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Anya was outside of the Mayors office, she had been asked to see him. She was only there a minute or so when the Mayor - more like a major in bearing, came to her.
"Going to need you to use yer rifle, Anya. Coyotes traces been seen, and we need them taken out, and soon. No idea how many there are yet - you can get that figured out
and then collect what help you can when you're ready. I've a short list of names. I've got some extra ammo for you before you go. Some .50's for your cannon there."