"Then I'm sorry you didn't get away with them by traveling here," Furiosa says dryly. "The Buzzards are scavengers. No conscience. They eat their own dead."
She means that literally. "I would advise you to stay away from them, wherever you plan to go from here."
As they get closer to the smoke, it becomes clear that there is a large truck, rather than just a car, foundered in the sand and smoking due to a dying engine fire. There are also marks along the side of it that suggest it's been hit with a very large blade. Two men painted white, and an older woman in multilayered clothing, are leaning over the massive engine and frowning. Under the shadow of the rest of the vehicle, a few other people sit tending wounds and watching for further trouble.
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Date: 2016-08-11 02:35 am (UTC)She means that literally. "I would advise you to stay away from them, wherever you plan to go from here."
As they get closer to the smoke, it becomes clear that there is a large truck, rather than just a car, foundered in the sand and smoking due to a dying engine fire. There are also marks along the side of it that suggest it's been hit with a very large blade. Two men painted white, and an older woman in multilayered clothing, are leaning over the massive engine and frowning. Under the shadow of the rest of the vehicle, a few other people sit tending wounds and watching for further trouble.