==== THEN ====
It was tiring time, after battle in the sand. The hunters had to recuperate and get back their strength. Not to mention, that they had sand absolutely EVERYWHERE. Still at least they did not have to be there for the aftermath. After helping a bit with the wounded, Kendra got the hunters back on the shuttle and ferried them off back home, to the Iron Ferret.
They did hear that cops showed up at the site just 45 minutes or so later, helping, saving, being shouted on for not showing up. That did not exactly matter to the group anyway. While, Kendra was busy talking with he mercs on the site, she had Jacob swipe as much stuff as he could. No one was paying attention to the shuttle's pilot after all.
On their way back, the hunters could see that the shuttle was filled with stuff,there were knives, several Zen Arms .45, one Fat Boy, a helmet from a Muur Armour, a lonely tripod, several hand grenades, a large medpack, 2 styrling Shot 12s and a golden ring with what appeared to be a middle-finger still attached. There was also a gouged out cybernetic eye of dubious quality and Desmond forgot toreturn the SFR-01 rocket launcher he used to destroy the sand drill, it still had one round left. On top of that they sitll managed to get a conssiderable amount of ammo from several magazines and ammo boxes lying around.
As far as interesting things went, there was a PIMP pistol, a lorath Hand Cannon, a vibro-knive and finally the hammer. It was the hammer that ID-SOL tried to kill Amano with. It must have been tossed out of his hands or something. A large hammer with some sort of device under its head. Upon closer investigation, it was a magazine that could hold up to 3 shaped charges in. A click of a button would load the charge in the bashing part of the hammer and arm it, then all someone had to do was hit something and obliterate it. Of course one would have to be insanely strong to handle the back blast.
==== NOW ====
The hunters found themselves in the wardroom on the Iron Ferret, three days later and with much more energy once Kendra called them all there, saying it was pay time. As they sat around, she slithered into the room, dressed in her tight pink tank-top.
"Here we go folks," She said, putting an envelope in front of everyone. "While you were getting your beauty sleeps and your nails done, I jumped the cop who gave us a job. I got a hold, and squeezed and squeezed getting you some extra money. It's not much, but at least something."
As the hunters opened the envelope, they would find 1500 DA in it, a 50% increase to what was promised. Amanozako would also find a drawing of a piggy in her envelope. As she looked at Kendra, the captain frowned a bit.
"Amano, we got a problem, I chatted with that merc lady yesterday. She seemed a bit worried, since one of her mercs said, he saw 'da lady from the hunter mob fly in the fokkin air'. Those were his words. Now I told her that was crazy shit, that I would know something about having a bloody neko in my 'mob'. So be careful about that crap later. It is enough, that one bloody cop already knows, we do not want the IPG looking in. So no bloody flying! Is that clear?"
It was tiring time, after battle in the sand. The hunters had to recuperate and get back their strength. Not to mention, that they had sand absolutely EVERYWHERE. Still at least they did not have to be there for the aftermath. After helping a bit with the wounded, Kendra got the hunters back on the shuttle and ferried them off back home, to the Iron Ferret.
They did hear that cops showed up at the site just 45 minutes or so later, helping, saving, being shouted on for not showing up. That did not exactly matter to the group anyway. While, Kendra was busy talking with he mercs on the site, she had Jacob swipe as much stuff as he could. No one was paying attention to the shuttle's pilot after all.
On their way back, the hunters could see that the shuttle was filled with stuff,there were knives, several Zen Arms .45, one Fat Boy, a helmet from a Muur Armour, a lonely tripod, several hand grenades, a large medpack, 2 styrling Shot 12s and a golden ring with what appeared to be a middle-finger still attached. There was also a gouged out cybernetic eye of dubious quality and Desmond forgot toreturn the SFR-01 rocket launcher he used to destroy the sand drill, it still had one round left. On top of that they sitll managed to get a conssiderable amount of ammo from several magazines and ammo boxes lying around.
As far as interesting things went, there was a PIMP pistol, a lorath Hand Cannon, a vibro-knive and finally the hammer. It was the hammer that ID-SOL tried to kill Amano with. It must have been tossed out of his hands or something. A large hammer with some sort of device under its head. Upon closer investigation, it was a magazine that could hold up to 3 shaped charges in. A click of a button would load the charge in the bashing part of the hammer and arm it, then all someone had to do was hit something and obliterate it. Of course one would have to be insanely strong to handle the back blast.
==== NOW ====
The hunters found themselves in the wardroom on the Iron Ferret, three days later and with much more energy once Kendra called them all there, saying it was pay time. As they sat around, she slithered into the room, dressed in her tight pink tank-top.
"Here we go folks," She said, putting an envelope in front of everyone. "While you were getting your beauty sleeps and your nails done, I jumped the cop who gave us a job. I got a hold, and squeezed and squeezed getting you some extra money. It's not much, but at least something."
As the hunters opened the envelope, they would find 1500 DA in it, a 50% increase to what was promised. Amanozako would also find a drawing of a piggy in her envelope. As she looked at Kendra, the captain frowned a bit.
"Amano, we got a problem, I chatted with that merc lady yesterday. She seemed a bit worried, since one of her mercs said, he saw 'da lady from the hunter mob fly in the fokkin air'. Those were his words. Now I told her that was crazy shit, that I would know something about having a bloody neko in my 'mob'. So be careful about that crap later. It is enough, that one bloody cop already knows, we do not want the IPG looking in. So no bloody flying! Is that clear?"
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