A derelict near his village was always fun for him to explore, and it led him to a calling.
Jaune now learned of the striders, a salvage group that scavenges from ransacked villages for materials give others a fighting chance.
Inspired, he went on t...
Jaune awoke from the garage with a grimace, popping many stiff joints as he reviewed his notes for his aura gear. The notes went through heavy revision after a cypher was placed. "I was going to make a gauntlet anyway, adding a way to channel aura into strings shouldn't be too hard," he thought. Jaune was making good progress on his aura, especially since he seals it up before he can get used to it. He looked at the restraint, the device set to only let him use a third while training. "Captain Hollow said that I could stop using it after weapons training, but I'll ask if I can keep it. Hiding your aura sounds really handy."
He put away his book as he walked to the lobby, where he found Hollow speaking with the manager, with Rusty and Tor sitting on a nearby couch. "Ah Jaune your awake," Hollow said after he paid the overnight fee. "we're done with the trade agreement, and Ironwood agreed to a condition to only allow cargo boats, Atlas only has 45 combat vessels so it's not a major loss to him. He was quite reasonable."
"He fought you over the last chili bowl and nearly destroyed the documents." Rusty corrected flatly, making the man glare at him with all three eyes.
"The insulation in his prosthetics needed replacing." He defended.
Rusty raised an eyebrow at the man.
"Okay fine, but I still believe he was desperately trying to relax, I would too if I had to run a kingdom security, let alone the huntsman academy." That got the three to wince, wondering how he hasn't snapped and killed someone.That amount of work is bound to loosen anyone's screws, and that's from one of his three jobs.
"Anyway, since the storm back home has passed, a bullhead is on route to pick us up, but there is a small snag," the man looked at Jaune. "Our crawler is still in Argus, and I want you to drive it back to the west village."
Seeing the look of panic the quickly added "We're going to fly ahead and kill any Grimm, and it'll be a much faster trip back, barely a whole day. The vehicle has no valuables and as payment, you can keep the thing since we have five better ones in reserve."
Calming down at the reassurance(or greed), Jaune followed them to the landing zone. Mentally, he went through his car mechanic and driving lessons, and planned to read the manual to check for any faults. Then again with the airship running decoy, what are the odds of him getting into danger? ——————————————————————— Four hours later, Argus, 9:27 A.M. ———————————————————————
Soldiers were rushing to move a large armored vehicle to the entrance, having been informed of the owners returning for it. To return the favor for defusing the bomb and an act of goodwill for future exchanges(not to mention getting Cordovin in high spirits), the machine was repaired and a toolbox was installed upon seeing the workbench, with new tools as well as a new copy of the crawler's manual after finding the exact model. Just as the engineers parked the vehicle and did a final system's check they heard an approaching bullhead, where they all turned and saw a custom modified cargo bullhead.
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