>>6122904 (option we're going with, with supporting votes from)>>6122963>>6123022>>6122914 (integrating selective elements of this and below)>>6123019OPTION SELECTED:
>Loot Sacaton thoroughly, promising to return non-choice loot pending the results of the POZ-Maricopa emergency meeting"Alright, alright. I've figured out what we're going to do. So, our demands are-"
"Wait a minute!" Eddy exclaims. "P-please, shove a gun in my face!"
You're surprised that the coward has the guts to interrupt you and even more surprised that his request is to stare down a gun barrel. You look at him as if he just spoke in tongues. "I-if things don't go well, I need an excuse to give the POZ!"
"Still worried about the POZ reaction to all of this. Alright," you tell him as you pull out your sidearm (to avoid having to unfix the bayonet) and shove it in his face. "So here's what's going to happen. We're going to loot this place thoroughly. If it's valuable, we're taking our cut. That means any fuel you have that's not basic gas, all of your guns and ammo besides dinky peashooters, all of the medicine that people won't immediately die without, construction supplies, whatever's in that tractor place outside town, you get the idea. We have more guys on the way to do the heavy lifting and do the actual counting. You accept, right?"
Eddy nods his head. It's a foregone conclusion, even without the courtesy gun the face. "Yes." The Sidewinder in the room radios over instructions to the rest of the Crusader force.
"Great, you can keep your shirt, Eddy!" It dawns on you that this is a quite harsh looting regime, at least compared to your one solid point of reference with The Warden and his men looting Mobile back when you and most of the others were at the Maricopa training exercise. They only took a couple hundred pounds of meth and the prisoners your faction bought, and while that was less from a battle defeat and more from sheer intimidation, the rage that it inspired in Mobile may point at how the residents of this place may see the Crusaders. "You know, we were thinking we could return a bunch of the stuff depending on how that meeting between Maricopa and the POZ goes. You can think of it as a sort of security deposit. Yea!"
"A security deposit? Well, ok? Can you please put away the gun now?"
"Oh, sure." You're still riding the meth high, although with the battle and bizarre negotiations out of the way it's starting to level out a bit. You think of a few more things to tell the Sidewinder. "Hey, and while you're at it, tell the crusaders to recruit whoever wants to join up, give 'em some refuge from those freaks." He doesn't respond, but acknowledges your order while listening in on whatever the others are saying.
"So you're done?" Eddy asks. "Returning to Maricopa I think?"
"No, there's one more thing," you respond...
