[BCOLOR=transparent]Asher thought about taking the woman's offer for another drink, but he waved his hand in rejection. "No more for me, I rather at least slightly be able to walk." He was slightly surprised that Indi took off her helmet and actually started drinking with the two of them. She had what looked to be red warpaint, making Asher rethink her whole outfit in a new light. Before he could say anything, the now maskless woman thanked him for the drink and then proceeded to drink most of her own liquor. "Its honestly nothing. At least the men can have a few free drinks before they possibly die tomorrow." Asher said softly to himself, rolling his previous shot glass around in his hand. The woman next to him sparked another mini toast, as Asher looked over the two drinking partners again. [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]We are a totally incompetent team.[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent] He jokingly though as he smiled, although something seemed to be bothering the sitting one. Asher was going to say something but she got up and said her goodbyes before he could get a word in."Have a good rest there, see you in the morning." He replied as the bar roared with the clothless women. As the other one sat down and threw back her drink, Asher mulled over the coin, trying to remember what was true and what he made up. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"No that was for sure from the old world. I can't smith for shit, and I don't even have a place to do it. Maybe...just maybe if the Crowns' engine gets hot enough I could." He smiled as he started to explain the old coin, "Actually that was the rest of my money. For its worth... Well, it's not as much as I exactly said. But you can still get lots of things with it." Asher looked around as much of the bar is still in a happy drunken state, but it looks like it's starting to die down.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Xora smiled drunkenly at Asher. "I can't hear for shit, buddy. Let's head outside." She pulled him up and walked outside the bar. "Xora, by the way." She grabbed his hand with a firm grip and shook it hard, smiling a toothy smile. As they made their way out the landscape was silent. Dark, orange, and silent. Like most nights. Cars were parked in the dirt with no order what-so-ever. Some people were talking in hushed voices outside their vehicles. Other people asleep, and some just being alone. The ship was like a safe bubble for wastelanders,everyone seemed so comfortable. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Seeing this brought visions of the old world to her mind. Or, of what she had heard it was like. Lots of greens and blues. Bodies of water spanning for eternities. Apparently, they were on the bottom of one of those bodies. Apart from the existence of oceans and an abundance of flora, that's all she knew. Her life hadn't given her much opportunity for an education, considering no formal "school" had existed for commoners in ages. Most people these days were taught crafts such as smithing, mechanics, various art forms, or combat. Most people in Boss Rage's settlements hadn't even learned that. Fortunately for her, her parents taught her how to read. Some kids she knew couldn't even spell their own names. That's how bad it was for them. But Boss Rage used it as a control tactic. No knowledge, no power. The less his people knew, the more he could hurt them, steal from them, and ruin their lives. Xora grimaced at the thought of that man. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent].Pulling herself out of her own bad memories, she got back to Asher.. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"I can't believe… You spent the rest of your money! We're gonna need to buy drinks after we shoot that asshole's head off!" She made a gun with her fingers and made 'pew pew' noises, like she was shooting. "Boooom! Just like that. Now he's dead." She blew on her fingers guns and shoved them into her pockets. "But… The old world. Sounds pretty cool. You must know [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Somethin' about it, considering that whole spiel about the coin." She burped a bit and laughed. "I wasn't taught too much about it. Where did ya learn all that? Couldn't of been in any old settlement." She asked.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Asher laughed slightly as the newly named Xora shot into the air and holstered her new handguns. "I'll probably pick up something from the guys, presuming i'm living at the end though." Then she asked about how he knew of the old world, this made Asher even try to remember how he learned it. To him, it was just common knowledge. Something that he just knew, and didn't think too hard on how he learned it. "I suppose it was from my parents. They were big on remembering the past and not forgetting our ancestors." Asher looked around and suddenly felt something was wrong. He patted his side and remembered that he put his shovel down once he entered the bar. He looked around for his melee companion and found it missing. "Say...You didn't get yelled at for bringing in your revolver right?" Asher pointed to the outline of the gun in Xora's boot, starting to grow worried.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Xora took out her revolver and held it up. "Sure didn't! Did you see those guys out front? They weren't prepared to fight." She laughed. "Didn't break eye contact with me 'til I sat down. Did they search ya?" She slipped her gun back into her boot. "Unless you got some son of a gun strapped to your back, I'm not gonna aim anywhere near ya." She pointed over at the boat. "I'm guessin' they still got your shit? I'm happy to walk over there and give 'em a bruise eh?" Xora hicked, obviously drunk. She tried to focus on one thing, but it was hard. Why hadn't she been taught about the old world? Why was she really here? Why was Asher asking about her gun? Why had she drank so much, and why didn't she drink more? She sighed and looked behind her at the bouncers guarding the outside of the ship.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Asher looked over to where he previously placed his shovel once again, then swiftly towards the man standing next to his car, Ashers' shovel placed nicely on top. The man hopped into his car and drove off, kicking up sand behind him as he tore out of the bar. Asher stood there silently until finally deciding to speak. "My shovel. That was my favorite shovel. WHO STEALS A SHOVEL. IT'S A SHOVEL."[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Xora grabbed her gun from her boot and shot at the car's tires uselessly as the man drove off, missing every shot. "Why do you even carry a shovel? And why in the hell would anybody steal it?" She the revolver back in its place and patted Asher on the back. "I'm sure you can find somethin' else to dig holes with. We can even make missin' posters.'Have you seen THIS shovel? No reward, we blew our money on drinks!'" She laughed wildly at her own joke.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Not surprised at the drunken Xora, grabbing her gun and shooting at the tires, Asher sighed and dug his heels into the sand "Very funny, that was a good shovel. Could do lots of things. Plus it was expensive." Asher spoke in a very quiet voice as he looked off towards the cloud brought up from the thief. He bent down and grabbed a small piece of metal and threw it at his own towering car. It's ripped off cannon sparked slightly on top of the cab in response to its damage. "And your welcome for the drinks, with that I could have bought a thousand shovels."[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"H-Hey, it's not MY fault I like to consume alcohol before ya' know, potentially dying." Xora grumbled and traced shapes in the sand with the toe of her foot. "Go grab a stick and we can probably make you somethin', kid. It can't be that special" She placed her hand on his shoulder, turning him back the other way. "After we kill Boss Rage, I'll buy you.. I'll buy you [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]ten [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]thousand shovels. That's right. Think about all the money we're gonna get for bringin' in his head! We'll fill our cars up with shovels, or we'll go find your old one if ya' really want. If we don't have you a shovel by the end of this trip, then my names not Xora!" She laughed heartily and punched him in the arm playfully, walking away from the cloud of dust left behind by the speeding car. Yawning, she stretched her arm and slumped against the side of the car. "Time to hit the hay, kid." She opened the door and threw herself into the seat, melting down into a comfortable position. "Get some sleep and forget about the shovel!" She gurgled.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Asher laughed at the thought of having thousands of shovels within a single car, "Sure. Maybe we can get a new one or two." He then thought about the next day and how much danger they were putting everyone in. If they even missed one guy, another half of the waste was going to die just from Boss Rage's blood lust. Or, if somehow they all survive and get everyone, how screwed their cars would be. All random variables that could happen plagued Asher's mind, but then were let go once Xora entered what presumed to be her car. "I'll forget my shovel when i'm good and ready" Asher remarked, walking over to her side and closing the door to her car. "Don't die of intoxication." He said, turning around and walking towards his buggie. Asher awkwardly reached for the door handle and managed to pull it open, then grabbing the bottom of the door frame trying to pull himself up. His grip managed to slip from him and he fell to the ground. A small wave of sand kicked up from around him as he fell, a few drunken men standing outside laughed at his performance. [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]Xora glanced back just in time to see Asher fall, chuckling to herself along with the other men. "N-Nice one bud!" She said, starting loudly before quietly falling into what was more of a coma than sleep.[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent] He pushed himself up and attempted once again. This time he managed to push himself up and get himself into the cabin. Asher seated himself in the chair and reached over, closing the door and then throwing one of his jackets over him.[/BCOLOR]