Hell Or High Water (Escape From Tarkov + Arknights)

Chapter VI

The Law is absolute. From the moment she aimed her gun at another one of her kind, her fate was already decided.

12th December, 1096
Sector 13 of District 5- Checkpoint and boarding zone, Lungmen Nomadic City
Forecast: Chilly, 21:37 hours

An olive green 4x4 slowly drives up the metallic ramp of the Nomadic city stationed somewhere in the vast plains south west of the Great Yan, accending over the colossus tracks that would crush any unflattered earth beneath its path and support the weight unthinkable to people outside of the greatest minds and calculators throughout Terra. The dark yellow dots marks slightly above the vehicle wheel height in wave form is thick enough that could cover up the original coating of the paints, indicate the long drive the Land Drover had been endured for the past days.

"Papers, please." The checkpoint guard in standard LGD uniform asked the two inside the Land Drover with his right hand gestured to hand it to him while having his weapon, a long double edged sword hung on his belt touching the left thigh ad reaches his fore leg.

The two inside complied and handed over their passports with cards inside. The guard then opened their passports and check the cards inside as he proceed to hand the documents to his colleagues with the readers and terminals in the checkpoint made by rigging a pillar of the floor to house the systems left of the 4x4, same with other facilities around in the mobile city.

While verifications are underway the four customs approached with a dog, they then splited into two groups of pairs, two ask them to fill in some documents while the other team has the dog sniffs around the vehicle and opens the trunk to inspect the carried objects onboard, in which they found all are according to the laws and not a single sign of illegal smuggling so they withdrawed.

"You may proceed." The guard heads back to them from the checkpoint structure and hands back their papers. On the deep purple and red polycarbonate covers embedded a touch of shinny white in the form of the holy symbol from Laterano.

Taking the papers back the guard could see the head of the flaming red hair liberi on the driver's seat, without much emotions and serious at all times. Her co driver was supposed to be a Sankta, but it's written that she had became fallen so the entire interior was dark as there is no lights on within the vehicle.

The gate pole was then raised, allowing the SUV to cross through the checkpoint and use the signs above to guide them towards the ramp that brings them above the labyrinth of checkpoints, customs buildings, liason facilities and other necessary structures made of C99 carbon and concretes that allows loads of goods and personals to come and leave Lungmen on a daily basis, they then to the grounds on top of the city on wheels, with the sign hanging above indicating to them that they're at Sector 21, also known as the Centrid District by those around.

"What are you scheming this time, you've been all quiet since noon." Fiammetta asked her with a suspicious and almost judgemental tone, as in almost everytime she's like that she will pull off a prank using prepared tricks or do it on the fly with her abilities on a sooner or later basis.

"Hm? Is there any Law Codex say that I'm not allowed to think? Maybe I've changed my mind on not to sprike your dinner with spice sauce."

"You dare try that again?"

"I could, but should I? That is the question~"

"The answer is no. You shall not and you will not."

Mostima then chuckles, if she wants to start a prank on her ex comrade here she has plentyful of methods to do so as she knew Fiammetta too well, same with El (Exusiai), the only one she haven't been able to manage her trolls on is still Lemuen alone, where she often tried during the school and military years but Lemuen dodged the bullet everytime and even counter pranked her in some occasions.