(Homer, mind changing how you write your stuff out a bit to moar like everyone elses? We've been poking and prodding and making allowences already.)
Sieg's status wrote: [Location: Mall's repair shop.]
[Health: Fine..]
[Status: Talking with the shop owner.]
In a mere matter of moments his weapon was pretty much fixed, only looking dirt from the impact with the rubble pile. Scratching the back of his wolf-like skull, he immediately felt somewhat sheepish at this, but not enough to give himself away for anything less then the grouchy scavenger he was known to be.
"Thanks James... What will it cost me?" He inquired whilst handling the fixed rifle, not in a un-enthusiastic or unfriendly manner either. His answer came swiftly, eliciting a little grin from getting a free service.
Said grin died down after a diving suited member of the Mall trudged in with the grace of a beached whale, instinctively Sieg clutched the rifle, being slightly spooked by not being able to see the creature's face... (Due to Homer leaving it open to interaction, I'll post moar after Silver does. XD)
Mall Guardian’s status wrote: [Location:Northern entrance.]
[Health: Fine/Fine.]
[Status: Guarding, responding to outsider (Sara).]
Two creatures observed and protected one the north entrance and the area around it. The were of squat, humanoid statue, quadruped in leg shapes and wearing light yet effective armour, casually holding what looked like recovered rifles of single-shot calibre and daggers sheathed over their thighs. Both guards calmly flanked the re-enforced north entrance
There was either a remote sense or code of uniform enforced here, or these two had actually come here together, any attempt at detecting their scents would suggest the latter.
Weapons fire erupted briefly, drawing their attentions briefly, but seeing their captain land on the ground close to the outsider, they relaxed, a little. The pair of Guardians that stayed behind to watch the eastern entrance saw a cloaked female approach through the no-mans land that was linked to the clear ‘pasture’ to the west of the mall, grazed by large cow-like animals. Their response was thankfully and rather less hostile due to her open approach and up-held hands. “Approach traveller, and indentify yourself please.” One spoke up, lifting his bandage-covered head briefly, the shape of some sort of muzzle or beak hinted, only the left eye showing, a softly glowing optic of yellow intensity that was almost framed by spiny ‘hair’ erupting from his skull to make something akin to a Mohawk.
(Hopefully you won't mind me taking a little librerty with the gaurds at where she wanted to go, rather than a un-protected door. X3)
Mall Guardian 2nd Captain’s status wrote:[Location: Northern entrance.]
[Health: Fine]
[Status: Guarding, responding to outsider (Sakura).]
The second Captain was perched on what appeared to be an impromptu perch consisting of metal pieces and thick plant matter. It was a tall, bony yet disturbingly muscular creature of dull grey flesh, wrapped in a dusty, equally colourless and tattered cloak, form-fitting and deep blue leggings and a long-beaked gasmask that gave their four-armed visage a nigh-nightmarish appearance, holding itself aloof and controlled even as it was perched like a living Gargoyle. The approach of the female outsider (Sakura) would have made obliged him to challenge her, but the premature round fired off made him silently snarl.
“Cease fire-CEASE FIRE!” It hissed and growled out loud, multiple distortions in its masculine voice making it no more likely to be comforted for the female that was incidentally shot at. Her words merely brought the hellish creature’s attention to her, his hidden eyes boring into her form. Soon the skeletal, cloaked creature moved, and by moving it virtually leapt off the Mall’s south-eastern wall and dropped down from the side of the Mall to half-stand a few metres near her with little sound regarding his raptor-like feet impacting with the dirt. “Identify yourself.” He commanded in that distinctive, face-less voice. His four arms were under the tattered cloak, one could assume the creature had some sort of personal defence stashed away, but the long, bony tail and clawed hands were sure signs that this Captain could best experienced Scavengers with agile, graceful ease. Meanwhile a few members of the Mall approached from within, their own weapons of varying levels of technology branded warily.
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