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Atomic Sunrise 8: Point of Departure (R-rated)


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#1 Nikki Peppermint

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Posted 07 August 2014 - 10:10 PM

I have to say...this is Rated R...so if you're under 18 and reading, please turn back.

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Prologue:

Mid-August...

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Four, long, streamlined semi-trucks and a smaller, shorter slatted one traveled cautiously north along what used to be a two-lane road, bordered by overgrown trees, still green but soon on their way to changing. The hot, mid-afternoon sun beat down on the faded old-world asphalt. What used to be an alternate north/south federal highway before the bombs had been dropped had surprisingly minor damage...all things considered. The road was split in places with deep but small zig-zagging fissures, littered with rocks and boulders and shards of the road itself, and a few skeletal, rusting vehicles from the past that had been unlucky enough to be in the wrong place.

But the black truck in the lead had been equipped in the long-ago past with a V-shaped, metal addition that proved useful for pushing things out of the way...like old cars. Conner had informed them that it had once been called a “cowcatcher,” which had somewhat disturbed Nemo at the time.

“Futuristic-looking” and from the more advanced human past, the vehicles had left Quinwood to the south about three days ago. The journey north was slow but the trucks were at least moving. They rode closer together than what would normally have been safe, but in this world nothing was really “safe” anymore. Although obvious...as it was hard to miss five long, solid colored trucks where no other vehicles traveled...the semi-trucks were well armored with some sort of protective material that no one could identify.

The slight dents from bullets had proven that useful fact several months ago in a skirmish in which the group had been the victors.

Everyone was heavily armed in some way, prepared to shoot first and ask questions later...or not ask at all...if it appeared they were under attack while driving. Rarely did they stop for anyone, preferring to disable hostile vehicles if their lives were not in immediate danger.

* * * *

Ishmael and Sophie rode in the black command truck, first in line for defense and danger, as well as breaking a path if necessary. Ishmael was taking his turn driving, as Sophie's skills at the wheel were still in a work in progress.

Behind the lead truck, two of the guards manned the cab of the red medical truck, one driving and the other on watch duty. Isabella was inside the trailer not liking to be too far away from her advanced medlab.

Third in line was the blue truck driven and guarded by the other two guards. Inside the sleeping truck Conner and Joseph entertained themselves and kept Amet company.

As protected as possible the livestock truck was fourth in line, driven by Nemo. He was, as usual, being careful of the animals he transported. Myka rode on guard duty. The truck itself was somewhat shorter in height than the other four as it wasn't as high off the ground but still tall enough inside for the animals.

Bringing up the rear was a green truck, carrying the group's food and supplies, with Razor at the wheel. He had to do double duty at scanning the area around him.

Edited by Nikki Peppermint, 09 August 2014 - 11:07 AM.


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Posted 07 August 2014 - 10:16 PM

Sophie took the few steps from the sleeping cabin to the passenger chair in the cab of the command truck and plopped down in the cushy, leather seat. She glanced at Ishmael in the driver's seat and smiled at him, thinking that of all the people she'd had to leave behind recently, she was more than happy that he hadn't been one of them. After all the months they'd been together now, she couldn't imagine her life without the man next to her. It helped her bear the guilt she carried about having taken her people away from their home, leaving many of them behind, and now this journey into the unknown that weighed heavily on her soul.

Especially what she'd convinced Razor to do...to give up.

A bump in the road...or maybe it had been something better not thought about...jarred Sophie for a moment. Normally the constant bouncing motion of the truck was muted by whatever heavy duty-type of shock absorbers the people from the past had possessed, for which Sophie was eternally grateful. She turned her attention to the complicated control panel that spanned the width of the truck's console—the same as all the other trucks. They'd learned a great deal about their new modes of transportation in the past five months, but there were still new discoveries every day. The manual on a disc that had been found was hundreds of pages worth of information.

Picking up the military sniper rifle, courtesy of the underground weapon's locker they'd found before leaving their former settlement home, Sophie rested the weapon on her lap. A large knife in a sheath on her thigh and a handgun in a side chest holster completed her daily ensemble. It was a given these days that everyone was armed and ready no matter what. She took a moment to scan the horizon in front of them and into the trees along side of them for any sudden dangers. Her mind began to wander as she stared out the tinted windows that gave no one a view from the outside to whom or what was inside.

Suddenly she sat upright and swore loudly as Ishmael already began applying the brakes. Sophie activated the comm system that would broadcast to the rest of the group.

“We're stopping!” she announced quickly. “Brake now!” she ordered. She glanced at the monitor that showed the trucks behind them on a four way split screen as seen from the various cameras positioned on each truck. The command truck was fully equipped to guard and guide the other trucks, although any one of them had similar capabilities should the need arise.

Except the livestock truck, unfortunately.

Then she stared again out the front windshield, brushing back an irritating lock of red, curly hair that had inevitably escaped her ponytail.

“Dammit!” she exclaimed and exchanged a look with Ishmael before she got back on the radio. “Do you all see that?” Sophie asked incredulously as one of the hidden cameras was activated. “There's a freaking hole...no, a damn CRATER, in the middle of what used to be the road. There's no apparent way around because of all the trees. Stand by, everyone. Looks like we might be backing up.”

The highway was still bordered by thick trees both sides with no way to drive a truck off the road.

Edited by Nikki Peppermint, 09 August 2014 - 11:07 AM.


#3 Nikki Peppermint

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Posted 07 August 2014 - 10:18 PM

Razor drove the biggest damn vehicle he'd ever seen. Granted he was used to the huge semi-truck by now but being so high up and having such power under him was still a rush. The weapons on these monsters left him in awe. He didn't have a driving partner at the moment but he didn't mind. He wasn't in the mood for much small talk these days, not after what he'd done. Leaving Alexie pregnant and behind like that...well, what sort of man did that anyway. Even if she was safer in the town with friends, and in a condition which had made it impossible to travel anymore, it still hadn't been the right thing to do.

To leave his unborn child behind like that.

Then again, he couldn't let Sophie and the others go off alone as they were determined to do. She was his family, and Razor would be damned if he didn't know where his sister-in-law was in this world. Even if she hadn't asked him to come with her, he would have volunteered. He knew that deep down. But he'd promised Alexie he'd come back as soon as the group was settled somewhere safe.

The truck jolted slightly as it ran over something in the road, but the seats absorbed the worst of the jarring. Razor ran a hand over his shaved head and made a mental check of his weapons as he moved: straight razor, Baretta autoloading handgun, and a nasty-looking rifle courtesy of the former military of this world down between the seats.

Suddenly Sophie's voice came over the comm system. Her voice was adamant.

We're stopping! Brake now!”

Razor complied immediately and began to come to a controlled stop. The last thing he wanted to to rear end the livestock truck. Then a pause as the view from the very front camera flicked onto the monitor in the green truck.

“Dammit! Do you all see that?”

Yep, Razor thought with a sigh. Sure do.

There's a freaking hole...no, a damn CRATER, in the middle of what used to be the road. There's no apparent way around because of all the trees. Stand by, everyone. Looks like we might be backing up.”

Razor grumbled out loud. “Well, now that's gonna to be a real pain in the ass,” he commented.

Edited by Nikki Peppermint, 09 August 2014 - 11:12 AM.


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Posted 07 August 2014 - 10:21 PM

It was a comfortable ride in the sleeping truck, not too hard on a seventy-five year old man's bones, as Conner sat playing chess with Joseph. They'd put a table and chairs in one of the two empty sleeping compartments and braced open the sliding doors. Otherwise, it was rather closed up...and they were also keeping poor Amet company. Conner wasn't completely used to the extreme height of the young man they'd picked up several weeks back. Unable to sit up in one of the truck's cabins, he had to remain in the sleeping truck when they traveled.

Besides the three of them, there was no one riding with them. Conner sighed as he contemplated a move on the old chess board. They'd left many of their people behind...all had chosen to remain in the last town, tired of traveling on the road or wanting to set off on their own or with a small group. He missed his young friends.But, as he often told his daughter, there were always changes and life went on. Something she had experienced in great detail these past five months.

Finally he made his move in the game and sat back in his chair with a self-satisfied expression.

We're stopping! Brake now!” came his daughter's voice over the speakers, startling Conner slightly. The trailer they were in rocked gently as the truck braked as quickly as it could. He looked at Joseph questioningly as he steadied the chess table, his bushy eyebrows raised.

Dammit! Do you all see that?”

Conner didn't get up to look at the monitor embedded in the front wall of the sleeping truck. Then when she explained, he resigned himself to reaching a standing position to have a look. “Well, she's right,” he called to Joseph and Amet. “That's one big hole in the ground.”

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Posted 08 August 2014 - 12:03 AM

Ishmael gestured to Sophie, who handed him the mike. "Wynn, John, topside now," he ordered. "This would make a lovely place for an ambush."

The two guards, both of whom had been on watch in their respective trucks, radioed back their acknowledgments before ducking out the hatch in the back of the cab into the gap between the cab and the trailer, then climbing the ladder bolted to the front of the trailer to scan for possible danger.

Ishmael handed the mike back to Sophie with a wry smile. "Shall we see if it's as bad as it looks? Because you know how much everyone loves backing these monsters up." Early practicing had shown them that when trying to back up, the tractor and the trailer had to be kept precisely centered, or else the trailer quickly ended up running off to one side or the other and the whole rig jack-knifing. So when they did have to back up, it was done slowly and with constant corrections to the path of the truck.

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Posted 08 August 2014 - 10:14 AM

As the med truck came to a stop Isabella slowly clambered down the ladder from the upper section of the truck, she had been taking an inventory of their supplies when she heard Sophie order the trucks to brake....

Dammit! Do you all see that?”

she slid open the side door and peered out...all she could see was the black command truck.....the guard who'd been on watch duty jumped down from the cab

"Please stay inside until we have the all clear Dr. Blackwell"

Isabella nodded….she waited until the guard was out of sight, then jumped down out of the truck.

* * * * * * *

"Brake now"

Nemo had been daydreaming and his truck was now closer to the sleeping truck than it should have been.....he slammed his foot on the brake and glanced at Myka....."brace yourself" he felt the back of the truck twitch as it tried to fishtail out...."no you don't" his knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel, he was too close....after what seemed like an eternity the truck stopped...he slumped forward and took a deep breath.....he looked at Myka and blushed..."sorry about that..I was...I should have ....sorry...don't mention it to Ishmael please"....he clambered out of his seat ...I need to check the animals....he made his way through the sleeping area and slid open the divider....the pack mule looked at him and snorted then went back to getting the last few blades of grass out of his food bag......the horses were startled, but unharmed, he stroked each of them and murmured words of reassurance....the rest of the livestock were secure in their pens...the chickens were squawking and feathers were flying, they quietened as he checked on them...when he was satisfied his precious cargo was safe he headed back to the cab…..he reached down by the side of his seat and took hold of his hunting knife….”think we should go take a look”? he asked Myka "I sure as heck don't want to back this truck up again"

* * * * * *

Joseph got to his feet and looked at the monitor…yep, that’s a hole alright”…he looked back at the chess board and grinned…”think we’ll call that one a draw old man”

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Posted 08 August 2014 - 10:58 AM

"Shall we see if it's as bad as it looks? Because you know how much everyone loves backing these monsters up."

Sophie nodded to Ishmael. "Sounds like a plan," she agreed. "I'll meet you down there. I want to check in with the others real quick."



* * * * * *



On orders from Ishmael, Wynn had positioned himself on top of the medical truck and yanked his leather hood-like hat down further over his unruly hair. The scar down across his face itched slightly in the heat. He'd told Dr. Blackwell to remain inside the trailer when she'd peered out, but then sighed when he saw her jump down after he took another walk around the top of the truck.

So long as she was armed, he figured she'd be okay. From their vantage point he and John, who was behind him on top of the sleeping truck, had a clear view all around them.

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Posted 08 August 2014 - 11:24 AM

Myka had been resisting the urges to, one, put her feet up on the console of the livestock truck, and, two, not start fiddling again with all the interesting thingies on said console. That hadn't ended so well last time, although no lasting harm had been done. It was still all very strange to her, all this technology of the past. Her world up until meeting her new friends had been one of basic survival. The world's "past" had meant very little to her, something she'd rarely thought about. But now she was wondering about the future, also something she'd never had much time to think about. It was a fun thought.

She tapped her long, clawed-fingernails on the arm rest as Nemo drove the truck. She leaned back, her horns just missing stabbing into the seat back behind her.

Suddenly she found herself flailing around in her seat after hearing Sophie's voice say "Brake now" and Nemo telling her to "brace herself". She held on tight, barely breathing as it seemed as if they were going to get up close and personal with the sleeping truck. When Nemo slumped forward in relief and their truck stopped, Myka raised her thin eyebrows, green eyes wide.

"It'll be our secret, I promise," she replied after Nemo asked her not to tell Ishmael.

Nemo checked on the animals and returned quickly. "Think we should go take a look?"

Myka grinned and snatched up her knife and the rifle Sophie had given her. "Are you crazy?" she asked, knowing they should probably stay safely in the truck until given further orders. "Of course we should go take a look!"

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Posted 08 August 2014 - 11:45 AM

"It'll be our secret, I promise"
"Of course we should go take a look!"

Nemo chuckled and looked at Myka..."and there we have two of the many reasons why you and I are friends...besides Sophie didn't tell us to stay in the trucks, so technically we're not doing anything wrong" he opened the drivers door and jumped down to the ground, he met Myka at the front of the truck, then together they made their way towards the 'crater'.

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Posted 08 August 2014 - 02:29 PM

It was hard to sit and watch the countryside flying by for Amet. He couldn't sit up front in the cabs with anyone else as despite the massive scale of the people of the past nobody ever made anything in an Amet friendly size. He was just about getting used to the gentle rocking of the road to the point where he could consider sitting on the floor in the spare sleeping compartment where the chairs had been set out but the frequently bumpy roads always threatened his latest meals. Today he was relaxing in his sleeping compartments as a bump came followed by the sensation of heavy braking.

As the sleeping truck came to a stop he rolled off the bed in to the narrow corridor. He shuffled up to the front and squeezed past so he could see the monitor. There was a... great.. hole... in the road. Completely blocking the way forward. He heard Ishmael's voice over the communications system.

"This would make a lovely place for an ambush.".

He nodded to himself and started towards the rear doors of the truck. He had to make his way by Connor and Joseph who had just declared their game a draw. His uncles had played chess but never had a chance to teach him. Perhaps one day they'd teach him the rules. He picked up his large spear and hunkered down near the rear doors ready to jump out or, if Ishmael's instincts were correct, stop someone from jumping in.

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Posted 08 August 2014 - 08:24 PM

Waiting for further word from Sophie or Ishmael, Razor sat impatiently in his seat scanning the area around them out of habit and because this was a likely a place as any for trouble.

He then swore loudly as he noticed Nemo and his skinny cohort hop out of the livestock truck, armed with their weapons and with determined looks on their faces. Razor had a good guess on who's idea that might have been: Myka. The girl with the strange colored skin and horns could usually be counted to cause or get into some sort of trouble. And lead Nemo right along with her these days.

Razor lowered the window and leaned out.

"You two are NOT leaving that truck unprotected, are you?" he yelled so they would be sure to hear him. He was pleased to see that at least Myka jumped in surprise.

* * * *

Myka looked up at Nemo...and up and up because, wow, was that boy tall! Of course, not nearly as tall as Amet, who was, well, pretty much a giant. But she grinned at Nemo when he said they were friends...he was truly her first real friend, and she knew he didn't even mind her hideous appearance. As they headed away from the truck she saw Amet at the back of the sleeping truck in front of them and waved to see if he wanted to join them. She guessed he would be her second real friend. That was more than Myka had ever had before, and she was feeling fairly pleased with herself and life.

Then suddenly a loud, booming, grouchy voice shouted at them and made her start in surprise. She and Nemo turned around and listened to Razor yell at them, then just stare pointedly.

"Dang, he's grouchy these days," she grumbled, then turned to Nemo. "I hate to admit it...I really hate to admit it, but he might be...right," she forced out reluctantly. "I guess we shouldn't leave the animals without protection. " She shrugged. She hadn't been with the group that long that she was willing to risk being asked to leave. "I'll wait here," she offered.

Myka turned and headed for the truck where she began to clamber back up and used the attached ladder to access the top.

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Posted 08 August 2014 - 08:45 PM

Opening the passenger door of the truck, Sophie clipped the portable radio onto her belt and was about to contact Razor on the truck's comm system when she saw a familiar...now short-haired...blonde marching determinedly up the road.

"Isabella!?" Sophie called out in surprise...but not really.

A gruff voice from the top of the medical truck drifted over. "I told her to stay put!" Wynn called out, surprisingly since he rarely had much to say.

Sophie snickered to herself. Yeah, well, telling Isabella what to do was never really that effective when she wanted to do something. Sophie waved to the group's doctor.

Suddenly Wynn shouted again, causing Sophie to wonder what had gotten into the usually reticent guard. "HEY! I see something...looks like an old road behind those trees!"

Sophie shielded her eyes against the sun and looked to where the guard was pointing.

"Yeah...the trees aren't really growing at that spot, they're just overgrown from the sides. There's tall bushes around. But there's definitely a road there."

"Maybe it leads around the crater!" Sophie shouted back. "Thanks, Wynn!"

She wondered if the command truck could break through the overgrowth and forge a path for the other trucks. It was a hell of a lot better than trying to back the huge semis up. A couple hundred yards maybe, but they'd come miles and miles. There'd just be no way.

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Posted 09 August 2014 - 06:37 AM

"You two are NOT leaving that truck unprotected, are you?

Nemo stopped and looked at Myka …when she offered to stay with the livestock truck he smiled…”thanks Myka, if you need me just yell…not that you will, I mean you’re pretty good at looking after yourself, but you know, just in case…thanks again”. He looked up at Razor….”no sir, we aren’t…Myka was just..um…well she’s staying with the truck..we just wanted to help"…he jogged up to where he could see Sophie and Isabella…..he was just about to ask Sophie what she wanted him to do when Wynn started shouting about the trees…..he looked over to where the guard was pointing…"Sophie, let me go take a look"….he looked over at the trees once more, the vegetation was tall, overgrown, thick, the perfect place for someone or something to be hiding…"maybe with Ish…yeah, me and Ish..I mean Ishmael, we could go take a look."

Isabella smiled at Sophie and nodded….Nemo had grown a lot in the past few years, both physically and emotionally, he was a man now, albeit a young man, but a man nonetheless, Isabella got the feeling that he was still trying to prove his worth, even though he had done that a long time ago….”I think that’s a great idea, the rest of us can keep an eye on the trucks”

Joseph looked at Amet crouched down by the doors….”Conner, is it just me, or do you feel a lot safer now that we have this young man with us? “

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Posted 09 August 2014 - 08:11 AM

Amet waved to Myka but signaled that he would stay put for now. He wasn't sure what his role in investigating the new, unknown and inconvenient but he had worked out that there was a lot of value placed in Joseph and Connor. He suspected that Razor would also not approve of the guard on the sleeping truck being reduced. He did suspect that they could take care of themselves and had previously done so for a long time, their youth slipped away they certainly made up for it with sharp intellect and vast experience.

”I think that’s a great idea, the rest of us can keep an eye on the trucks”

He kept his eyes on the road behind them and the open spaces. They'd come a long way down some pretty open road. It was a long way to anywhere he thought the trucks might be able to turn around making this an unfortunate position to be stuck in.

"Conner, is it just me, or do you feel a lot safer now that we have this young man with us?"

He glanced over his shoulder and smiled. Joseph and Connor clearly went out of their way to make sure he knew his help wad appreciated.

OOC: Edit for phrasing.

Edited by Balthamos, 09 August 2014 - 09:49 AM.


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Posted 09 August 2014 - 09:46 AM

"maybe with Ish... yeah, me and Ish...I mean Ishmael, we could go take a look."

"Sounds like a good plan," Ishmael agreed as he came back from his examination of the crater. "We're not getting through that way," he told Sophie "It's pretty much straight down for a good fifty or sixty feet." He looked over at Nemo. "All right, lad, let's see what we can find."

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Posted 09 August 2014 - 10:25 AM

Once Razor saw that Myka had relented and remained behind on guard duty as Nemo took off for the front of the line of trucks, Razor opened a secondary hatch in the roof of the cabin and lifted himself out. A short leap and he landed on top of the supply truck for a look around, his Barretta held comfortably in one hand. Amet was watching out the back of the sleeping truck where Razor hoped Conner and Joseph would remain.

The tall, black man lifted the portable radio he'd brought with him. "Sophie? What's going on up there?" he asked, trying to keep the impatience out of his voice, He wiped the sweat off his face with the sleeve of t-shirt.

* * * * *

Myka was fine with remaining behind...well, not really as her sense of nosiness was almost overwhelming, but she knew Nemo would tell her what was going on when he could...as she watched her friend head to the front of the trucks quite a distance ahead. It didn't hurt to get on Razor's good side as she could tell he wasn't overly fond of her, to say the least.

She paced the top of the livestock truck, careful to not get her boots caught in the slats, the rifle slung over her shoulder. The animals were restless and moving around a little. Myka couldn't say she blamed them really.

* * * * *

"I have to agree, it's a draw," Conner said to Joseph. "But look at who's calling who an old man," he joked for about the millionth time in the past couple decades. "You're older than me, old man."

He laughed, then nodded at Joseph's question about feeling safer with Amet around. Truth was, they were both almost too old to be living in this world now...if it hadn't been for the finding of these "super" trucks, Conner didn't know if, well at least himself, would have made it this far. And the main reason he hadn't remained sensibly back in Quinwood with the others instead of traipsing around the country was it hurt him too much to think of letting his daughter go.

Well, okay, and his sense of adventure wasn't quite worn out just yet...he'd rather die on the road with his friends and family than tucked away somewhere safe.

When Amet turned around and smiled at them, Conner grinned. Then he said with a bit of an attitude, "It'd be a courtesy for those in the front to let the rest of us know what's going on."

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Posted 09 August 2014 - 10:37 AM

Sophie looked down at Nemo staring up at her. Damn, he'd grown so much over the past year that it was amazing. She didn't hesitate when he offered to investigate the supposed hidden road and gave her approval.

"Sounds like a good plan."

Ishmael's voice came from the front of the truck followed by the man himself.

"We're not getting through that way. It's pretty much straight down for a good fifty or sixty feet. All right, lad, let's see what we can find."

"Okay then," Sophie said with a sigh. "Plan B it is...check to see if we can possibly break our way through, if there is a road there. Isabella, come up here with me. We'll get a better view from up top."

With that Sophie swung out of the cab and made her way to the ladder between the trailer and the cab using the hidden hand and foot holds to help. Without knowing where they were, climbing the truck was difficult at best; but they'd all gotten quite skilled at scaling the huge vehicles. Dressed in a combination of military wear and traveling clothes, she stood on the top surveying the area around them.

"Sophie? What's going on up there?"

"Uh oh, I'd better inform the others," she said guiltily. With that she got on the truck-wide comm system and reported to everyone what they had found.



OOC: Please see discussion thread :).

Edited by Nikki Peppermint, 09 August 2014 - 10:54 AM.


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Posted 09 August 2014 - 11:30 AM

"All right, lad, let's see what we can find."

Nemo smiled..."yes Sir" .....They headed over to the trees, keeping an eye out for potential threats as they went, the closer they got the denser the foliage seemed to get, they moved slowly through the bushes and around the tree trunks...."Ish look, Wynn was right.....there's a road...a small one by the look of it and not asphalt....the trees were originally at the side of it, like a drive up to some big fancy house "...he looked back at Ishmael..."when I'm not driving or minding the animals I like to try and improve my reading, Joseph gave me a few old books a while back, they've got pages missing, but I've learned some new stuff" he moved past the trees and stood at the end of the concealed road...."and look...there's a rusting old chain lying here and it’s got something on it"…he bent down and picked up a rectangular piece of thin metal…..turning it over he frowned….”it says ‘private road- .no trespassing’” (he pronounced trespassing as treespassing) “I don’t understand, what’s treespassing?how does a tree pass? “ He looked down the road.."it looks wide enough for the trucks, assuming it actually goes somewhere....there's branches and other debris on the road, but it doesn't look too bad....and we should take this chain, it could be useful...and the metal, metal is always useful" he gathered up the chain and put it at the side of the road..."what should we do now? should we walk down there and see if we can see where it goes? or do we go back and tell Sophie what we've found so far?"


* * * * *
Isabella joined her friend on top of the truck

"Uh oh, I'd better inform the others

She laughed "that would probably be a good idea" While Sophie used the comm to report to the others, Isabella looked over towards the trees and waited for Nemo and Ishmael to return.

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Posted 10 August 2014 - 12:16 AM

"what should we do now? should we walk down there and see if we can see where it goes? or do we go back and tell Sophie what we've found so far?"

"It looks like the road curves off to the side a little way ahead," Ishmael answered Nemo. "Let's at least go that far." He pulled the portable radio from his belt and reported their findings so far to Sophie. "We're going to walk a little farther and see what it looks like before we head back."

Ishmael clipped the radio back onto his belt once they had received Sophie's acknowledgment and the two of them continued down the road. "The word is 'trespassing'," he continued, correcting Nemo's pronunciation. "It basically means 'going somewhere you're not supposed to'. Like on someone's private road," he added with a wry smile. "I don't think it has anything to do with trees, passing or otherwise."

They had reached the curve by then, and realized the road actually split at that point. Down one road they could see a small clearing. The smoke-blackened and weather-beaten chimney rising out of the vegetation-covered mound in the center of the clearing suggested that whatever building had been here had long ago been destroyed.

The other road led to what Ishmael recognized as a large double gate in a chain-link fence. Signs on the gate proclaimed "Danger!" and "No Trespassing". Signalling to Nemo to stay at the split and keep watch, Ishmael moved forward to examine the gate.

The gate itself still seemed sturdy, a testament to its Old World builders, but a simple chain wrapped several times between the two halves of the gate and fastened with a rusty padlock was all that kept the gate closed. Ishmael knew the command truck would easily be able to break the chain and force the gate open.

Beyond the gate, Ishmael could see that the road turned sharply and ran parallel to a pair of metal rails. Beyond that, Ishmael could see a second pair of rails and beyond that, the rectangular shapes of what Ishmael recognized as a line of railway boxcars blocked any further view.

Ishmael beckoned Nemo over and quickly explained what they were seeing. "It's just a guess, but I think that crater was supposed to be here." He grinned at the younger man. "Who knows what we might find? Come on, let's head back and get the others." He pulled the portable radio from his belt and called Sophie. "We're coming back. The trucks should be able to get through easily enough, and there are some boxcars up ahead that look more or less intact."

"And grab that length of chain on the way back if you can," Ishmael ordered Nemo. "You're right, metal is always useful."

#20 Nikki Peppermint

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Posted 10 August 2014 - 09:39 AM

OOC: ^^^ Thank you!!! Great posts :D.


IC:

TWO HOURS LATER:

Five trucks now inhabited a clearing large enough for them to have formed a rough barrier in front of a building. The livestock truck was between the sleeping and supply trucks for extra safety.

They were looking at part of what seemed to be a railway depot of some kind. The structure was a long, one-story rectangle, abandoned looking with broken or boarded up windows, and decaying in some areas with a general many decades look of disuse. Several other buildings down the way had either been destroyed by fire or what appeared to be small explosions. They matched the smoke-blackenedd chimney and building remnants in another clearing that Ishmael and Nemo had seen on their earlier investigations.

Trees, bushes, and grass had encroached on the land giving the clearing a more private feel. Ishmael had slowly broken through the foliage on the main road and made a safe path for the other trucks to follow once they'd found this place. A secondary road was within easy access of the trucks should the need arise, although they had only hope at this point that it led back to the road.

There were railroad tracks running behind the building with the boxcars that Ishmael had seen blocking the way. But they didn't appear to be damaged, just pushed up next to each other and preventing the track from being accessed. But from which direction...in or out of the area?

Beyond the building in front of them nothing could be seen, but the tracks indicated there was more to be discovered.


Freight rail depot2.JPG Freight rail depot8.JPG
Similar to these...think of the clearing where the group is as behind the building/s in photo 1, then tracks/boxcars in photo 2

Edited by Nikki Peppermint, 10 August 2014 - 09:46 AM.



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