>>6199518>>6199527>"I figure anyone left alive will be trying to grab what they can before they go, so it's only efficient. We can go looking for salvage and loot after; it's not going to run off."You shrug
>"And if we've got nothing but time. Maybe we check out the temple ruins there."You hear Rinstock do a small laugh
<span class="mu-b">"If there's anything LEFT of it, you mean."</span>
>"In terms of what we do next, I guess we head back to Dunnlivin, get our facts straight and then we get to the business of killing Edgewater. Until the OG and his punks are beaten back, we can't in good conscience leave this region."<span class="mu-b">"I feel that."</span>
As you go past Everton and Highball, highball points up and behind you. She heard it before any of you saw it.
You follow her arm and see this riveted metal machine, like a boat on giant skis with a front like a luxury train. It makes a keening whine and a bassy rumble all at once.
Its twin engines are facing down giving it a cruising speed. As it gets closer, the metal, rigid wings on either side rotate to point the engines backward, giving it more forward push. The bassy rumble gives way to almost elk- like screech and the object quickly becomes a spec in the distance.
Highball is yelling something, but you can't make it out.
Rinstock makes a small exhalation
<span class="mu-b">"It's just the facts. They shouldn't be a problem if we're civil. We're not going there for the same reasons."</span>
>a. The facts? Like, the factotums?>b. What are they after?>c. What in the blue abyss was that contraption?>d. Where can we get one of those?>e. They'd better not get in our way.>f. Man, it's nice riding you.>g. [INSERT OWN}>h. Would they help us with that gun we grabbed? 