Qrow watches the women take turns taking shots, letting them have fun while he tosses his sleeping bag into one of the hammocks. Chuckling, he calls back, "Since we're set up here, I'm thinking of going for a quick lap around the perimeter, anyone want to come with? Get acquainted with the land?"
"I'll come, just give me a moment." She turns to Olivia..."give me 50 girl!" Reaper says in her most drill instructorish voice as she holsters her pistol and puts her hands on her hips. She was definitely feeling better after the target practice.
"Yes, ma'am! Good job! I had the feeling you'd win!"Olivia said, unzipping her jacket. She placed it on a chair. "Here I go!"she said, unbuttoning her shirt, revealing a sporty tank top underneath. She put her shirt on top of her jacket. She rolled her shoulders and craned her neck, puffing out a times, then got down and began cranking them out. Her face was one of focus and she blew out air each time she came back up. She did them steady and controlled, using gravity and muscle power to go down and back up. She wasn't hugely buff like a football player, more along the muscle size of a soccer or tennis player, and her muscles flexed with the exertion and effort. She would take a few moment breaks as she got up into the thirties and forties with the pushup, and when she was done, she barked a loud "WOO!"and got up, panting, and red faced.
"Don't tell Biotechnica we blew up some of their cones."she laughed, catching her breath. She didn't put back on her shirt or jacket, warm from the exercise.
"Since we're set up here, I'm thinking of going for a quick lap around the perimeter, anyone want to come with? Get acquainted with the land?" "That sounds nice!"she said.
Take a look at the map. The drones will monitor a space width like i've marked on the map. You can position them anywhere on the map to look for trouble. In addition, the seismograph machine will definitely pick up ground disturbances throughout the day.
Qrow chuckles and leads those that are willing and wanting to go for a patrol/joyride, back down the tower, to Beastie, whom he revs up and pulls around, letting them get it before gunning it.
Driving: 23 Diving: 24 Driving: 22
Opting to take the Eastern route around a clockwise patrol of the perimeter, Qrow enjoys being able to drive as hard as he wishes, with no other cars to worry about. As he grins, he speaks to the others, not looking at them as he keeps his eyes to the road, "Since I'm driving, I hope the rest of you are patroling~"
IO rolls her eyes as she walks down, keeping one eye on the walk and the other in the cyberdeck. She'll grab one of the back seats. With her smaller frame, the chair in front will act as a sheild, and the body behind her will act as a wall.
Continuing along the perimeter, Qrow navigates Beastie around the field of trees, letting those in the backseat or passenger's seat take a look at the land beyond what they were hired to protect, before quickly reaching a curve to turn inwards through the area. The rough terrain is barely felt, what with Qrow's skilled driving, and Beastie's hydraulics and general multi-terrain build.
As the sun begins to set, the colors of the sky change to something like a painting. The warm and beautiful colors could set your soul at ease. It was around this time, one of the drones picked up activity along the eastern edge of the Reference, here:
The drone is picking up 6 individuals, half with chainsaws, half with SMGs, exiting a large industrial truck in the area where i've circled. It looks like the poachers have decided to strike. It was up to us to come up with a plan.
"Looks like we have company."Olivia said. "Ah shit. Isn't our gear in the watchtower?"she realized.
Olivia looked down at herself. She wasn't even dressed. Just boots, jeans and the black sports bra. Crap. I look like a fitness instructor right now. "I think we should head back! I don't have any of my things. Sorry! I didn't expect to have our friends come by so soon."
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Qrow chuckles and pops open a panel overhead in Beastie, turning hard to angle her towards the Poacher's truck. Parked, he began flipping a few small things, he spoke to the group, "I'm all for living another day, but you guys are hurting my Nomad pride if you think that I'm scared of a single tanker. I don't see why I can't make things easier on us...that and I've actually got my gear~" As he flips another switch, he pulls out his two heavy pistols and holds them out to whoever wants them. As he brings his hand to a blue and red button, he grins to the party, "Hold on tightly now~"
Reving the engine as he built up power, he quickly switched to Drive, and Beastie took off in jolt. As soon as the distance between Beastie and the Truck was but a pair of football fields away, Qrow hit the button and Beastie howled as her speed kicked up another notch. Beastie's combat plow drove straight into the underside of the truck.
Qrow watches the women take turns taking shots, letting them have fun while he tosses his sleeping bag into one of the hammocks. Chuckling, he calls back, "Since we're set up here, I'm thinking of going for a quick lap around the perimeter, anyone want to come with? Get acquainted with the land?"
"I'll come, just give me a moment." She turns to Olivia..."give me 50 girl!" Reaper says in her most drill instructorish voice as she holsters her pistol and puts her hands on her hips. She was definitely feeling better after the target practice.
ROUND ONE
Olivia: Conc 12 + Handgun 22 / 2 = 17
Reaper: Conc 20 + Handgun 18 /2 = 19
REAPER!
ROUND TWO
Olivia: Conc 15 + Handgun 23 / 2 = 22
Reaper: Conc 12 + Handgun 15 /2 = 12
OLIVIA!
ROUND THREE
Olivia: Conc 11 + Handgun 18 / 2 = 13
Reaper: Conc 20 + Handgun 22 /2 = 21
REAPER!
"Yes, ma'am! Good job! I had the feeling you'd win!" Olivia said, unzipping her jacket. She placed it on a chair. "Here I go!" she said, unbuttoning her shirt, revealing a sporty tank top underneath. She put her shirt on top of her jacket. She rolled her shoulders and craned her neck, puffing out a times, then got down and began cranking them out. Her face was one of focus and she blew out air each time she came back up. She did them steady and controlled, using gravity and muscle power to go down and back up. She wasn't hugely buff like a football player, more along the muscle size of a soccer or tennis player, and her muscles flexed with the exertion and effort. She would take a few moment breaks as she got up into the thirties and forties with the pushup, and when she was done, she barked a loud "WOO!" and got up, panting, and red faced.
"Don't tell Biotechnica we blew up some of their cones." she laughed, catching her breath. She didn't put back on her shirt or jacket, warm from the exercise.
"Since we're set up here, I'm thinking of going for a quick lap around the perimeter, anyone want to come with? Get acquainted with the land?"
"That sounds nice!" she said.
Qrow, go ahead and take us for a spin, would ya?
Take a look at the map. The drones will monitor a space width like i've marked on the map. You can position them anywhere on the map to look for trouble. In addition, the seismograph machine will definitely pick up ground disturbances throughout the day.
"First one down gets shotgun!" Reaper throws out as she sprints for the stairs.
Qrow chuckles and leads those that are willing and wanting to go for a patrol/joyride, back down the tower, to Beastie, whom he revs up and pulls around, letting them get it before gunning it.
Driving: 23
Diving: 24
Driving: 22
Opting to take the Eastern route around a clockwise patrol of the perimeter, Qrow enjoys being able to drive as hard as he wishes, with no other cars to worry about. As he grins, he speaks to the others, not looking at them as he keeps his eyes to the road, "Since I'm driving, I hope the rest of you are patroling~"
Olivia barks in a laugh and tramples down the stairs.
IO rolls her eyes as she walks down, keeping one eye on the walk and the other in the cyberdeck. She'll grab one of the back seats. With her smaller frame, the chair in front will act as a sheild, and the body behind her will act as a wall.
Where on the map are you gonna take us, Qrow?
Continuing along the perimeter, Qrow navigates Beastie around the field of trees, letting those in the backseat or passenger's seat take a look at the land beyond what they were hired to protect, before quickly reaching a curve to turn inwards through the area. The rough terrain is barely felt, what with Qrow's skilled driving, and Beastie's hydraulics and general multi-terrain build.
As the sun begins to set, the colors of the sky change to something like a painting. The warm and beautiful colors could set your soul at ease. It was around this time, one of the drones picked up activity along the eastern edge of the Reference, here:
The drone is picking up 6 individuals, half with chainsaws, half with SMGs, exiting a large industrial truck in the area where i've circled. It looks like the poachers have decided to strike. It was up to us to come up with a plan.
"Looks like we have company." Olivia said. "Ah shit. Isn't our gear in the watchtower?" she realized.
"Maybe we can disable their truck to give us time to go back and get it?" Reaper suggests.
"I have my handguns and knife but would really like to have Zero right now." Reaper replies.
Olivia looked down at herself. She wasn't even dressed. Just boots, jeans and the black sports bra. Crap. I look like a fitness instructor right now. "I think we should head back! I don't have any of my things. Sorry! I didn't expect to have our friends come by so soon."
Reaper looks at Qrow..."punch it, Chewie." And pulls her seat belt tight.
Olivia does her best Chewie impression
Acting: 14
It was decent.
Qrow chuckles and pops open a panel overhead in Beastie, turning hard to angle her towards the Poacher's truck. Parked, he began flipping a few small things, he spoke to the group, "I'm all for living another day, but you guys are hurting my Nomad pride if you think that I'm scared of a single tanker. I don't see why I can't make things easier on us...that and I've actually got my gear~" As he flips another switch, he pulls out his two heavy pistols and holds them out to whoever wants them. As he brings his hand to a blue and red button, he grins to the party, "Hold on tightly now~"
Reving the engine as he built up power, he quickly switched to Drive, and Beastie took off in jolt. As soon as the distance between Beastie and the Truck was but a pair of football fields away, Qrow hit the button and Beastie howled as her speed kicked up another notch. Beastie's combat plow drove straight into the underside of the truck.
Damage to the truck: 6
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