Furiosa rocks back on her heels and pulls out a rag to wipe her claws clean. "Well...the Wasteland is a big place. I wouldn't call it impossible that a creature like that could exist somewhere out there, and me never hearing about it. But this close to Gastown? Right on the Fury Road? No way. We'd have heard about it. I must have crossed this patch of sand a few thousand times."
She straightens and beckons the scavs back over. They're clearly reluctant, intimidated, but offering them water and hardtack seems to convince them to settle long enough to relay their story in more detail, and sell her the torn carcass. She asks about the vehicle that was dragged down, looking for specifics as far as weight and how it was armed, and when the conversation is done, she hops up into the cab of her own rig and fishes out a rifle, extra ammo, and a crossbow with a packet of incendiary bolts.
"All right. I'm taking the Septireme," she says, and jerks her head toward a long, silver vehicle parked alongside the rig. It's one of her escort cars, not quite as rare and precious as the new rig itself, but fast and in good repair. "Who's coming hunting with me?"
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Date: 2016-08-17 02:01 am (UTC)She straightens and beckons the scavs back over. They're clearly reluctant, intimidated, but offering them water and hardtack seems to convince them to settle long enough to relay their story in more detail, and sell her the torn carcass. She asks about the vehicle that was dragged down, looking for specifics as far as weight and how it was armed, and when the conversation is done, she hops up into the cab of her own rig and fishes out a rifle, extra ammo, and a crossbow with a packet of incendiary bolts.
"All right. I'm taking the Septireme," she says, and jerks her head toward a long, silver vehicle parked alongside the rig. It's one of her escort cars, not quite as rare and precious as the new rig itself, but fast and in good repair. "Who's coming hunting with me?"