Broken and bleeding, the man wheezes a few times, and appears to bite down on something. After a moment, his head explodes in a grizzly and messy fashion, leaving a massive blast pattern where his head used to be on the ground.
Qrow clicks his tongue as he steps out of his Beastie, looking at the damage before looking to see the logger's head blow up. Taking off his aviators to wipe them clean, he lets out a low whistle, "Sucks....hey, any of you think we can pull anything from one of them if they're dead?"
Reaper wipes pieces of dead guy off of herself as best she can. "Ugh, I hate when the brain explodes, so mushy." She mumbles to herself. She remembers hearing two of her father's men talking about exit strategies, this being one of them. She looks upward, her faced scrunched up, trying to remember. It's right on her brain but she can't quite remember what they called it. "Anybody know what could be used to do this?" She asks indicating the exploded head.
Oh, close! But, you can't really tell. It's just a mess of brain matter and other..head parts. Olivia carefully rummaged through the dead bodies. "What the. That's strange. Nothing. No identifying forms of ID, or anything. Who are these guys?"
"Should we cut off their thumbs? Maybe get some fingerprints?" Qrow was taking a rag and wiping down Beastie while the others checked the bodies, before heading to the trunk to grab the spare tire to swap out for the one the loggers popped. As he got to work, he glanced towards the truck the loggers left, and called out to the party, "Hey! One of you want to check that truck? Might have something good." He stayed with Beastie, cranking the jack lift to pick her up a bit to do his replacement. He wasn't going to push time to repair the chainsaw damage or damaged windows, but he needed the tire if they wanted to safely get back to the tower, not to mention driving around in the future.
Not understanding the words but definitely understanding the tone, Reaper laughs at Dorango and heads towards him. "There's some in your hair dude." She says, pointing just above his ear. "I can help you with your shirt, I've gotten pretty good at getting dead people gook out of my clo..." her words trail off as she realizes what she just said. "Um, I'm going to go check out the truck." She says, beating a hasty retreat towards the vehicle.
"Standard Arasaka issue SMGs."Olivia said, mostly to herself. "Not sure about these chainsaws."She wandered over to the truck, which as overturned because of the ramming Beastie gave her. She looked inside. "Unmarked. No brand. No paperwork. Wow, these guys really made an effort to remain obscure."
Then the thought occurred to her. "Maybe when whoever is doing this realized this team isn't coming back, they might send another team to investigate or continue the poaching. We should probably head back and clean up, get our stuff and keep watch."
Just as Olivia stated that Qrow finished tightening the last bolt on the new wheel. Dusting his hands off before wiping them down with a rag, he calls over, "Well wheel's fixed, so we can get going back now, unless one of you wants to walk~" He chuckled, but got into the driver's seat, letting Beastie purr again as he waited to see who was getting in.
If/when everyone gets in the car, Qrow will drive back to the Tower.
Olivia gathered up all the weapons and put them in Beastie's trunk. She closed the trunk. "Ok. I think that's all of them. I'm ready."
Back at the Watchtower, on the ground level where all the cabins were, was a makeshift outhouse and shower. The outhouse smelled terrible, and the shower was barely functional.
Those that want to wash up may do so, otherwise, we can climb back up to the Watchtower and continue.
Reaper cleans up as best she can without taking a full shower and climbs back up the stairs. She sits down and pulls her pistols out, reloading the rounds and making sure everything is in working order. "Maybe we should make an actual plan for the next encounter?" she says as she pulls Zero in front of her, looking through the scope, adjusting a setting and looking through it again.
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Qrow quickly brings up Beastie besides one of the houses, and once everyone gets out, gets to work on repairing the damage to her body. The window could wait, he couldn't easily fix his ride if she was destroyed. It would take him a day to get everything done, even with metallic gel to fix the exterior, but it was worth it for his baby. Offering an affectionate pat to her bumper, he got to work.
"Maybe we should make an actual plan for the next encounter?" "Ach, I love that idea."Olivia said, grabbing some tools. She would help Qrow as best she could, following his instruction.
Afterwards, Olivia would bathe herself without gagging from the outhouse smell, and then wear her armor and holster her gun. She went up to the Watchtower where Reaper and 'Rango were at.
"Thanks for letting me use these."she told IO, handing her back her guns. "Not too shabby. They have a nice kick."
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Broken and bleeding, the man wheezes a few times, and appears to bite down on something. After a moment, his head explodes in a grizzly and messy fashion, leaving a massive blast pattern where his head used to be on the ground.
"Jesus!!" Olivia barks, startled.
Qrow clicks his tongue as he steps out of his Beastie, looking at the damage before looking to see the logger's head blow up. Taking off his aviators to wipe them clean, he lets out a low whistle, "Sucks....hey, any of you think we can pull anything from one of them if they're dead?"
"I have no use for a chainsaw." Olivia deadpans, wiping her face.
Reaper wipes pieces of dead guy off of herself as best she can. "Ugh, I hate when the brain explodes, so mushy." She mumbles to herself. She remembers hearing two of her father's men talking about exit strategies, this being one of them. She looks upward, her faced scrunched up, trying to remember. It's right on her brain but she can't quite remember what they called it. "Anybody know what could be used to do this?" She asks indicating the exploded head.
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Oh, close! But, you can't really tell. It's just a mess of brain matter and other..head parts. Olivia carefully rummaged through the dead bodies. "What the. That's strange. Nothing. No identifying forms of ID, or anything. Who are these guys?"
"Should we cut off their thumbs? Maybe get some fingerprints?" Qrow was taking a rag and wiping down Beastie while the others checked the bodies, before heading to the trunk to grab the spare tire to swap out for the one the loggers popped. As he got to work, he glanced towards the truck the loggers left, and called out to the party, "Hey! One of you want to check that truck? Might have something good." He stayed with Beastie, cranking the jack lift to pick her up a bit to do his replacement. He wasn't going to push time to repair the chainsaw damage or damaged windows, but he needed the tire if they wanted to safely get back to the tower, not to mention driving around in the future.
Land Vechicle Tech/Repairs (with tools): 22
Not understanding the words but definitely understanding the tone, Reaper laughs at Dorango and heads towards him. "There's some in your hair dude." She says, pointing just above his ear. "I can help you with your shirt, I've gotten pretty good at getting dead people gook out of my clo..." her words trail off as she realizes what she just said. "Um, I'm going to go check out the truck." She says, beating a hasty retreat towards the vehicle.
"Ugh, I hate when the brain explodes, so mushy. Anybody know what could be used to do this?"
Curiousity got the better of me as I made my way towards the headless cadaver. I try my best to find out what could have done this to the individual.
Electronics/Security Tech: 21 vs DV14
Negative Explode: 7
Total: 10 vs DV14
"Standard Arasaka issue SMGs." Olivia said, mostly to herself. "Not sure about these chainsaws." She wandered over to the truck, which as overturned because of the ramming Beastie gave her. She looked inside. "Unmarked. No brand. No paperwork. Wow, these guys really made an effort to remain obscure."
Then the thought occurred to her. "Maybe when whoever is doing this realized this team isn't coming back, they might send another team to investigate or continue the poaching. We should probably head back and clean up, get our stuff and keep watch."
Just as Olivia stated that Qrow finished tightening the last bolt on the new wheel. Dusting his hands off before wiping them down with a rag, he calls over, "Well wheel's fixed, so we can get going back now, unless one of you wants to walk~" He chuckled, but got into the driver's seat, letting Beastie purr again as he waited to see who was getting in.
If/when everyone gets in the car, Qrow will drive back to the Tower.
Olivia gathered up all the weapons and put them in Beastie's trunk. She closed the trunk. "Ok. I think that's all of them. I'm ready."
Back at the Watchtower, on the ground level where all the cabins were, was a makeshift outhouse and shower. The outhouse smelled terrible, and the shower was barely functional.
Those that want to wash up may do so, otherwise, we can climb back up to the Watchtower and continue.
Reaper cleans up as best she can without taking a full shower and climbs back up the stairs. She sits down and pulls her pistols out, reloading the rounds and making sure everything is in working order. "Maybe we should make an actual plan for the next encounter?" she says as she pulls Zero in front of her, looking through the scope, adjusting a setting and looking through it again.
Qrow quickly brings up Beastie besides one of the houses, and once everyone gets out, gets to work on repairing the damage to her body. The window could wait, he couldn't easily fix his ride if she was destroyed. It would take him a day to get everything done, even with metallic gel to fix the exterior, but it was worth it for his baby. Offering an affectionate pat to her bumper, he got to work.
Tech Repairs: 23 vs DV 13
"Maybe we should make an actual plan for the next encounter?"
"Ach, I love that idea." Olivia said, grabbing some tools. She would help Qrow as best she could, following his instruction.
Afterwards, Olivia would bathe herself without gagging from the outhouse smell, and then wear her armor and holster her gun. She went up to the Watchtower where Reaper and 'Rango were at.
"Thanks for letting me use these." she told IO, handing her back her guns. "Not too shabby. They have a nice kick."
Nighttime was fast approaching.