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I started this in a forum game but decided I enjoyed writing it so I made this thread Resirk darted between the two Fungus Wagons the metallic grinding of knives on the salt water fungus, ever since the population had risen meat had been an expensive meal, Salt fungus or Shru'tuga as it was known in the nomadic tribes of India was a fast growing water fungus that grew wherever there was still water and salt. Here Resirk met his Mark as promised, the girl was no younger than 25 and wore outdated leather armour, resirk crept up behind her and with the slightest of movements grabbed her neck as he forced the metal collar over her neck, it tightened and emitted a loud beep to show it was in position, the girl struggled for a minute or so trying to remove the contraption, she yelled a string of French at Resirk, Resirk enjoyed his job, being a slaver was dirty work but it paid extremely well. Pulling out a rod he pressed it against the girls back she screamed as the electricity jolted her, he led her to a small shoeshop in the west district, he nodded at Bork the tiresome shopkeeper and headed down into the basement where his comrade Quimby sat, chewing at an unlit cigarette he took a look at the French girl and gestured to a pen with other captives of all sexes and races each wearing basic shirts made out of blood cotton he handcuffed the girl to the pen while slipping a blood cotton shirt over her armour, he unlaced the leather and removed it along with any weapons or trinkets of insignificant importance. He pushed the girl in with the other slaves-to-be and slammed the pen shut, he threw the leather armour into a large bucket filled with other pieces of armour; riot helmets, combat armour, even the blast master gangs breast plate he dumped the trinkets in a smaller bucket he lifted it up and brought it over to Quimby the cigarette was no more than a greasy pulp* "Difficult?" Quimby asked pointing to the girl in the pen "No not really" Resirk paused to untangle a gold necklace that he'd retrieved from the bucket "She was right where you said she'd be" he tossed the necklace onto a hook "facing away from me" he added.* "Excellent!" Quimby boomed "Drink?" he said offering Resirk a glass of whiskey he took it gratefully and sipped it. The strong whiskey burned down his throat * * ** He spat the liquid onto the floor and set the glass down.* "I best sleep" Resirk nodded "The Raiders will come for them early in the morning, I should be up to barter a fair price for the slaves"* "Aye" Quimby agreed "I shall sleep too, 2 minds bartering are often better than one" Quimby blew the candle out and the darkness enveloped the both of them

2010-07-16 22:07:00 Author: Kern Posts: 5078

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whoa! coolio! I want more!!!

2010-07-19 17:00:00 Author: lightningbug1 Posts: 515

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