a million little suns
Raze
You're not feeling so well...
Deluge
The Drunkard Queen
Master Fighter (290)
Master Navigator (400)
Saboteur
Fleet-footed
3 Years
Female
36
NachoMumma
Deluge was almost certain that these big hulking things had an inside. When she broke a bottle on one, it sounded hollow, and if she could just find a way to get inside, it might make a good central location to store supplies that wasn't outwardly obvious. They'd need to figure out a plan when they left the raiders, whether that was just trying to figure out who killed Sparrow's lover, or trading in goods, or just generally making a menace of themselves, well, Deluge was still young, and had a lot of mistakes to make.
Speaking of mistakes, she jumped up onto another one of the not-rocks and noticed an opening in one, like the hatch had been blown off it's hinges and there was half a way in. She pressed her antlered skull against the obstruction and grit her teeth as metal screamed on metal. Sure it was the middle of the night and there was no moon and it was suuuper dark in there, but what good was glowing if you didn't use it to explore the dark places? Besides, she probably stood out like bulldogs balls up here, glow silhouetted against the starry sky.
Headfirst, she slipped into the dark opening, wondering just what she might find inside.
“Speech”
Her head shot up at the sound of ungodly screeching of metal on metal and she watched as the light disappeared into...what was that thing? Curious, the tiny girl made her way over, clambering quietly on top of the metal husk of whatever it was, claws clicking on the surface as she climbed to the top of it and peered inside, the light she had seen illuminated the inside and she had to squint to try and see what was in there. "Helloooo!"
You're not feeling so well...
Deluge
The Drunkard Queen
Master Fighter (290)
Master Navigator (400)
Saboteur
Fleet-footed
3 Years
Female
36
NachoMumma
It was almost a long way down, but her paws landed against a metal floor. To the right was a hatch, a couple of long cylindrical objects tucked back there, but room to stash items. Thick black vines hung here and there, and tattered hides covered some surfaces, kinda like the bench in the foyer back home but less... luxurious. It smelled stale down here.
Ducking her head to check the big flat surface to the front that was littered with dull glass panels and buttons, she sneezed and her antlers clattered against a low spot in the ceiling when someone called out a greeting. She allowed her tail to wave in response as she turned to face the now opened hatch. “'S pretty cool down 'ere, wanna check it out?” Against the moonless sky and competing with Deluge's ambient light, she could hardly make out a silhouette against the skyline, but she figured anyone with bad intentions wouldn't have bothered to say 'Hello'. “I'm scopin' out places ter store things, jus' in case I get m' shit tergether. If we could get inter a few o'these, I reckon they'd be decent cover from th' weather too.” The only way the air was getting in was from the opening above her head, and she was sure even that could be sealed off with a bit of canvas.
“Speech”
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