Detached Storm [ Decaying Winter fanfic ]

Aftermath (Evacuation success)

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Snowflakes, one by one from the sky fall slowly to the ground. The cold breeze blows some of them away from their location to fall on as the sounds of the winds awkwardly flow around the atmosphere on this dead planet, in this eternal winter, to those who are damned to fall onto the thick snow ground where it has been collected.
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" So. "

A flick of a lighter broke the silence of this decaying planet. A figure leans his boar spear on the wall he's leaning against, enjoying the cigarette he luckily got from an unfortunate novice agent that has now decayed from existence. The Boar Spear Scav's small icon necklace appears to be getting some of the cigarette smoke blown away by the wind. A Crowbar Scav is standing next to him, dispersing the smoke that is obstructing the scav's normal breathing pattern with his hand. Every time the man has the chance to use a cancer stick, like dumping morale on himself, he uses this man's shit. He is tired of it.

" It's better if you stop killing the hell out of yourself with a goddamn stick. "

Kicking his leg on the snow behind the outpost's scrapper block (forgive me idk what are they called :sob:), eyes rolling from left to right, taking in the scene below while adjusting his Orinasal mask and cleaning the blood from his crowbar.

The Boar Spear Scav looks at the Crowbar Scav while exhaling a lot of smoke, as if he does not really care about their suggestions. Putting one of his arms on the Boar Spear's handle as he continues to enjoy this stick
He is aware that the Crowbar scav would beat the shit out of him if he committed that once again but seems like he doesn't care much.

" Right... your deadass would annoy me first before eventually opening your goddamn mouth to ta- "

Both of the scavs felt something metallic hit their heads as they quickly looked around, with Crowbar Scav holding his crowbar tightly while Boar Spear Scav held his head a bit, recovering from the hit as he began to pick up his Boar Spear too. The two stares to their right, in the direction the attack came from.

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A Scav who wields a Military Axe is the only thing that came out from the direction, hands holding a can of soda he's currently chowing down at. He looks like he just got out from a big fight, luckily alive anyway

" Are you guys going to pick up those sodas or I'm collecting them too? "

They questioned while sipping soda and aiming the military axe at the two confused Scav who believed an agent had attacked them. Boar Spear Scav picks up the soda from the ground, and Crowbar Scav does the same, opening it with, fortunately, no spills from that pressure. A sigh of relief can be heard within earshot of the two at this moment.

" Hey aren't you from the Raiders? What are you doing here in the outpost? "

" Oh well let's say there's something that has been going on for a while there "
The Military Axe Raider drinks some of his Soda as he continues

" The agents thought it was a brilliant idea to raid the castle; that stupid idea would alert Sledge Queen and of course, get to her hostile nerves. Well, I suppose she would kill each agent in a matter of seconds, but uhhhh. "

A hesitance could be detected in the words Military Axe Raider said

" She or her "girlfriends" forgot to reload the ammunition in her Decimator, the shotgun part, you know you know, so while she was attacking, she realized the shotgun's ammunition was empty but continued to fight with the hammer. Guess what, Not only was she severely hurt, but the majority of the castle raiders were as well. This included me by the way. "

He takes a sip of his soda can again before continuing

" As a result, Sledge Queen runs away from the situation, leaving us to watch over this useless castle. Believe me when I say it looks like what a kindergarten would build with Legos. Yeaaaaaa, that is pretty much what happened, and I naturally ran away because otherwise, I would not be here to tell you guys this crazy story. "

Both of the Crowbar and Boar Spear scav look at him and each other, not really surprised by the story but surprised by how the heck can this guy flee away with much fewer injuries than they expected him to get from his story. The Military Axe Raider took some of the last sips of the soda He's enjoying the peace right now

" So the moral of the story is that you pull up a fight at the agents and now that's the result? "

A loud spit can be heard. The Military Axe Raider spits out his soda as he wipes his mouth with the dorsal side of his hand. Feeling harshed after that sentence from the Boar Spear Scav

" You serious? "

The Military Axe replied, looking like he was going to throw his Military Axe directly at the casual Boar Spear Scav. Received a chuckle from the Boar Spear scav and a hmph from the Crowbar, as if the Crowbar scav were attempting to contribute with his laughter in response to the Military Axe scav's reaction. He puts one of his palms down and moves the finger up and down, gesturing to them that he's annoyed. The three of them lean at the wall, spectating the whole place with snow falling on them, feeling quiet peaceful again, which is something they finally experienced after a while.

" Have you heard about the latest evacuation from the agents? "

" The one that raided the castle you used to guard? Yea we both did, I'd say I couldn't exactly contribute to attack them because of that damn helmet guy who crippled me and gained me artery "

The Boar Spear Scav sounds passively aggressive as he replies, crosses his arm as he still smokes the last of his cigarette before the taste goes bland.

" I saved his ass, he would be dead without any support, he's really shitty. "

" Uh, nuh uh I found the medical stuff myself and you're just an unnecessary addition to my whole situation you cannot credit your ass for that "

" You do sound like you know how to use the tourniquet "

" I just struggle okay? I don't need your sick shit help. You sound like you're just doing it so you can get credits for it "

" Right... Scavs now are pretty aggressive towards each other not gonna lie. "

Both of the Scav look at the Military Axe raider, they look unimpressed, as the raider didn't even get updated by the change of personalities in some scav or he's just stupid enough to not expect 2 guy who wields a weapon and kills to be a friendly towards each other

" Did I say that too loud? Maybe I did. Anyway, while going around, and found this shitty AGENT device inside the snow. It somehow works, and I don't know, but, uh let's say they got some interesting stuff in it. There's a hidden menu that contains some files and... I don't know, radio chat ? I'd wish we had that but eh "

" The last message was like 5 hours ago? "

The Military Axe Raider scrolls through the chat, feeling disappointed that there's no information about an incoming agent wave or just anything that can help them evacuate from here

" Nevermind forget about it we're done for. "

" I suppose we will have to wait until another unfortunate agent crashes their plane to get here, but guys, do you want to get a cold drink? I found some buried under thick snow, it's cold as ice better use it before it unfreeze!! "

" Raiders joke are always bland. "

The three of them pick up their weapons and proceed to the staircase that would allow them to exit from the outpost's roof. The Crowbar Scav looks at the icy scene of snow and destroyed items scattered on the ground and sighs with relief as he feels much lighter after the agents have left.

" I might as well need to prepare for the next landing. "

He then goes downstairs to catch up with the other Scavengers. It sounds like there is a party or a meeting going on because there are loud sounds of footsteps and talking coming from that area. For the time being, the scavengers may be able to avoid dealing with the agency.