forum Destination: The Front (Fire and Ice)

Started January 24, 2019 by @Mr.Misfit

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"Griffin, I don't blame her, in this day and age, it's like hell out there at times." Crisp gives Griffin a glace, then goes back to watching.

"Fine. I still don't like her" Griffin pauses, "And if you do so much as scratch him, I'll tear you limb from limb"

(Ok.)
"Griffin, just calm down for gods sake!" Crisp says, getting annoyed. "I'll be fine."

"So long as he don't bother me, I won't bother him. Take care that you don't make too much noise, please. I don't want the black market crowds pointing me out."

"Sorry. I'll quiet down a bit."

"Y'know what? Fine. I'll give you an inkling of my trust. Should I keep watch? I'm trusting you not to kill him."

Brella smiled as she worked, attaching the resistor just so. She thought back to little Elizia, the girl who's mother used to bring her to let Brella look after her.

Taking advantage of the silence, Brella decided that she fancied conversation.

"So where are you headed?"

(Oops, sorry.)

"No, stick around. I'm almost done, anyhow, then I'm outta here."

"I have no clue, just hopefully somewhere safe." Crisp realizing he has no plan to where he's going.

Griffin leans against the wall and looks up at the ceiling, as if he's recalling something. He looks at Brella, "What do you even do here? Some of these gadgets I've never seen before."

"I'm going to train. I'll come back later maybe… I never caught your name, so unless you intend for me to call you 'girl,' then…"

"My name's Brella. I do all sorts of things. Scanners, hackbugs, Stolen TacComs, even the occasional weapon."

Brella slid the chip out of the work mount, smiling. "All done!" She said, inspecting her work. She nabbed a human rifle off a rack. It was biometrically locked.

Waving to her guests, she walked out the door, on her way to the nearby neighborhood.

Crisp walks out of her workshop, and chills outside.
(GTG, be back in a hour)

(Kah, See ya'll)
Brella takes to left turns and a right, then turns down an ally, and before long she found herself in an open line. She placed the hacking bug onto the side of the rile and waited.

(I actually have a quick moment to RP so i'ma do that, but i'll prob be gone for a while again :P)
Crisp looks around, looking for anything he can use. He finds a old looking bag, covered in dirt and seems weathered to all hell, being near unusable. He looks in the bag and finds a very shoddy knife, and a old colt .45, with a couple of rounds. He puts the knife and colt in his bag. For use in case he needs it.
"That'll come helpful."

A light on the hackingbug flashed green. Brella slapped a magazine into the rifle, took aim down the alley, and opened fire. The sound rang out loud, and set Brella's ears ringing, but she laughed and laughed and emptied the magazine with the trigger. The auto-eject tossed the empty mag to the floor, and Brella smiled as she removed the hacking bug.

"I am off this rock!" She said, pretty much jumping out and yelling with joy.

First, a rifle, She thought, Next, a starship.

Griffin hears the shots and rushes in the room. "What the heck was that? What did you do this time, Brella"?