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Furiosa ([personal profile] eumenis) wrote2016-07-28 10:31 pm

PSL post (for datbackstory)

Even after Immortan Joe is dead and the Citadel won, they all know Gastown will be a problem. The lack of leadership from the People Eater doesn't make much difference; he was never a war leader so much as a businessman. The ranks of Gastown boys, flamers and polecats, are decimated, but guzzoline draws all sorts of desperates. Where trained soldiers are lacking, mercenaries are easily obtainable. All it would take is one charismatic leader to fill the power vacuum, and they would have the might of a very large city coming at them.

Of course, Furiosa and the Sisters have faced terrible odds already and come out better than they had any right to. She dares to hope even if the worst happened, they could survive and win. But if they can head off trouble at the pass, they should make the attempt. As the only one of them that's ever actually been to Gastown before, Furiosa is the only sensible choice for diplomatic effort. She's not much of a diplomat when it comes down to it. She can talk down a frightened feral, evidently, but diplomacy requires more patience than that.

Still, after several days of meetings in the city--some of them more like physical sparring matches than discussions--she thinks things are going well, and feels like she can breathe again. She slips away from the half-dozen war boys she's brought along as an entourage, and goes walking in the quieter alleys, the hovels on the edge of the marl pits. Half of them are being swallowed by sinkholes, and the rest are foul, but she won't be attacked here. The population is too sparse this far out.
datbackstory: (ever since the first time I opened my ey)

[personal profile] datbackstory 2016-08-04 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
He'd be happy to clarify once he knew just how things were tracked, how the passing of time was measured by folks now.

"No good having all this info if I don't share it." He replied helpfully, an assurance that he was happy to share what he knew. She'd saved him from languishing in that room to possibly die; while it had been chance and perhaps not hard for her, he certainly wanted to repay her in some way that was as close to as meaningful as he could manage.

Hearing the running approaching them though he straightened, not to be intimidating but simply to be alert, optics brightening as he focused on the figure running their way once the man was in view. Armed, but no weapons in hand, clearly alarmed by something, the guess confirmed by his exclamations when he came to a stop. For now? Spine would be quiet, let Furiosa deal with the situation without him butting in.
datbackstory: (well if you say so)

[personal profile] datbackstory 2016-08-04 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
He's reassured of any lingering worry about Furiosa with the way she interacts with the war boy that came to report. That she was concerned more with her crew's well-being over the more scarce supplies spoke well, giving him a good idea of the sort of person she was.

When Throttle noticed him, he gave a wry, sheepish sort of smile.

"Good to meet you, Throttle." Offering a hand to shake, preferring that to the odd salute that he knew was some manner of religious gesture. Once that was taken care of, he'd just edge back again, both to give Throttle the reassurance of his personal space, as well as to let focus go back to Furiosa and whatever he had to tell the woman.
datbackstory: (Now hold on a minute)

[personal profile] datbackstory 2016-08-05 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
He couldn't blame the man for the surprise and uncertainty when the metal hand he shook was solid and real. As it was he was wiling to stay quiet as Throttle was making his report, unable to help the lift of his brows at the description of the strange threat.

"...I've heard of spiders like that before, they drag prey under through 'trapdoors'... with all the radiation out there now I can't see why it might be possible that caused some... growth." Though to attack a car like that and drag humans underground it would have to be a hell of a lot of growth, even his suggestion is uncertain as he mulls over the problem.

But still, more than willing to follow along, curious to see what they'd find at the scene.
datbackstory: (Oh you're home early)

[personal profile] datbackstory 2016-08-14 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
The Spine couldn't help but look a bit sheepish at that raised brow; he hadn't meant to try and scare anyone with his musings. As it was he listened to what Throttle was telling them, frowning slightly at the description of it.

"Times like these I'm glad I don't smell things like you humans do." Sure he could take a whiff of something and know what bacteria or chemicals were airborne, a useful thing for a bot versed in search and rescue when chemical weapon use was at it's peak. That might not be as common now, but the upgrade had never been reversed, and in fact had been offered to the other bots as well; being able to 'smell' smoke or burning rubber or overheated parts was a good diagnostic tool after all.
datbackstory: (Well aren't you a peach)

[personal profile] datbackstory 2016-08-15 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
The Spine had been about to reply when Throttle spoke up, unable to help the startled snort of laughter the enthusiastic teasing caught from him, steam chasing the sound. It felt good to have something to chuckle at after so long, the smile on his face easing a bit at the joke and Furiosa's response, both of which just reminded him enough of his own siblings to have a sentimental edge.

"Throttle that one was pretty pun-gent." He couldn't help it, and he wasn't sorry, not if that little smirk was any hint.

"As far as the details go, the way it was explained to me is there's a sensor that lets me know what chemicals or bacteria are in the air- basically anything other than normal breathable air gets flagged and I get an alert. Was pretty useful for picking up on odorless things that might not do good things to you humans."

Seeing they were drawing closer, he fell quiet again, letting Furiosa and Throttle take the lead on interacting with the others, not wanting to start a panic when obviously tensions were already a little raised from the unknown find they were currently gathered around.
datbackstory: (Dafuq is that)

[personal profile] datbackstory 2016-08-15 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
He nodded at that guess, confirming the idea. "I don't need air beyond there being enough for my bellows but that's more a side-function than anything. Bad air or poisons won't hurt me." He'd spent enough time dragging soldiers away from dangerous gasses to know that for a fact.

He can't help the slight wince that flits across his expression at the way the two scavs flee when he comes close, feeling a bit comforted that the crew that's plainly there with Furiosa doesn't seem nearly so skittish. Just giving a small nod at the introduction before leaning slightly over the shorter woman's shoulder as she crouched, grimacing at the ugly thing she was picking up.

"I was really hoping it wasn't this gross."
datbackstory: (Now hold on a minute)

[personal profile] datbackstory 2016-08-16 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
He ignored the stares and whispers, not letting on that he can definitely hear them not with as unsettled as they obviously were about him. And in all honesty he was more concerned with the creature that Furiosa was poking.

"It not getting dried out is weird. It's not acidic I can tell that much, so it's not just cutting through the grit that way." Frowning, he leaned over Furiosa's shoulder with a murmured 'excuse me' to carefully nudge it with a finger himself, making a disgruntled noise at the unpleasant feel of it. As she was looking at the torn end, he noted something that he really didn't like the implications of, and as she was moving to stand, he shifted to one knee to pluck the thing up by the damaged end, nudging aside the shredded hide.

"Starting to get an idea here, but I don't think you're going to like it." Because that sure was what looked like the torn end of a rudimentary brainstem that he'd discovered.
datbackstory: (how I've been all along)

[personal profile] datbackstory 2016-08-16 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Well I've found us something like a brainstem here..." Nudging it out of the mess a bit more so Furiosa could take a look if she wanted.

"Unfortunately it doesn't look nearly complex enough to belong to a smart enough brain to drag down that many cars and people. More like... it's a secondary neural mass like octopus have." Setting the thing down, he drags a finger through the sand that had been flattened by passing tires and feet, sketching out the squiggles of tentacles and then the basic body of an octopus. "These are ocean-dwelling, the tentacles can act independently of the brain in the main body in reaction to things like food or threats. If this thing helped drag down as much as we're hearing about, it stands to reason it might be a similar idea." He shook his head with an almost apologetic look. "Can't say I've ever seen anything quite like this though, so this is a whole lotta reaching and guessing."
datbackstory: (well if you say so)

[personal profile] datbackstory 2016-08-17 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Krakens are similar enough to octopus yeah." Sure they were more like squid, but for the moment he'd save the specifics, as there was a very real problem that needed handling.

"Not full brains... they still need the main body and brain, but enough to sense things like shifts in temperature or water currents that would let them react to things within range." Huffing a plume of steam and making sure that the others weren't close enough to bowl anyone over when he carefully pulled from his crouch, hiding the wince that the slight creaking of some joints earned.

"But just a theory, yeah. Pretty far-fetched too... need to see a whole one of these things to see what we're really dealing with. Might just have one of these things or a couple instead of eight. Might just be one lone creature, or I'm betting you'd have heard a lot more stories like this, right?" Unknowns were frightening to be sure, but he was hoping that the idea of a lone creature was less so than the potential of more.
datbackstory: (Clark Gable eat your heart out)

[personal profile] datbackstory 2016-08-17 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
When she was talking to the scavs, The Spine gave them all a wide berth to keep from making things any harder than they had to be as he was listening to the conversation. Doing a mental tally of the weight of the vehicle, the armaments, how fast they'd been going when it had been dragged under. It gave him an idea of the strength of what they were dealing with, which just made the idea of 'it's big' that much more likely.

"I'll come." He might not be willing to fight people, sentient beings, but if there was a predator out there that was a risk to them? Well, his Vow of Peace had enough wiggle room to allow him to give it a punch or two if needed.
datbackstory: (thoughtful)

[personal profile] datbackstory 2016-08-18 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
It made sense to him; in the short time he'd known her, Furiosa had made a good impression, and going after an unknown creature? It made more sense for him to come, rather than someone else who could get more easily damaged. And besides, he was always trying to help others, the time locked up wasn't about to change that.

"Sounds fine to me." Giving a small nod at the instructions, headed over to the car while Furiosa was busy making sure everyone knew what to do while she was gone. Not sure what they'd find, but hoping that it would go well.
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[personal profile] datbackstory 2016-08-18 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll be alright." He had his own weapons, though he hoped it didn't come to that. A last resort only if someone was in danger. He had no issue with Furiosa giving orders; she knew what was needed clearly, she had a plan, and she was the one driving. He nodded with a small noise of assent to let her know he'd heard, that he understood what they were doing but otherwise was quiet for the moment. Better to focus on the area around them, on any sign of creatures lurking under the sand.

Hoping they'd be lucky and that the damage of having a piece ripped off was enough trauma to kill the creature, but knowing it was highly unlikely.
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[personal profile] datbackstory 2016-08-21 02:45 pm (UTC)(link)
While he doesn't have the frame of reference to realize that such experience in a Lancer is unusual, The Spine knows confidence when he sees it, and the skill that both Furiosa and Throttle have is obvious. Which in turn just settles him some, focusing more on their surroundings while Furiosa worried about getting them where they were going.

At the scene of the attack, he frowns a bit, taking a long look at the area before answering the soft question.

"Not seeing anything that hints at tunnels underneath. Ground's as solid as it's going to get. No seismic activity either. Can only guess the creature, if it's as big as we're probably thinking, has moved on."

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