OPEN SIDE STORY Motor Pool Memories

[Awinita]

Leaving the hangar used for the meeting hall allowed Xeir, and she hoped Wiess tagged along as she explained how her world worked, slowly lead the Dragon to the place where the transports were kept. As trhe hangar door slid open allowing Xeir to see the motor pool she took stock of the transports in the space. There were a pair of tanks in various stats of good condition far as she could tell, she wasnt used to tracked transports like that. Stuff with wheels or able to fly, that was what she was used to.

However the three massive trucks that took her attention aftershe noted the two M12 LRV Warthog jeeplike rigs stole her attention.

It was three massive 8x8 trucks, Oshkosh HEMTT trucks; One of them looked far newer and more high tech then the other two, but there was no missing the OSHKOSH quality of the truck.

Eight massive wheels nearly as tall as herself held the truck firmly on the ground. She went right to the massive transport, the black steel and pale white lines at the sharp edges seemed to glow with inner light. She reached for the door, a ramplight thing between the front set of wheels and rear set of wheels on the friver side, and as she touched it she saw the memories of the truck, who used it. She went briefly stiff before relaxing her hand on the door control.

There came from her a soft sigh of relief. Finally Technology from home! She thought as she activated the command to open up the truck. And inside was a similare to a swat truck, more like a small RV too, ample space. Pale blue and red light filtered from the driver compartment, seats lined the far wall, and what was supposed to be a full weapon rack lined both sides of the door, but they were both empty.

Xeir let out a happy noise. Technology she was used to. But why was something blinking red inside it ?

 

[Camleen]

Quietly Weiss would walk with Xeir, listening attentively to her tale. She has to pay attention because Xeir unloads a lot of information on Weiss. It does indeed, to Weiss, sound like a fairy tale of old. A story to help little children fall into dreaming slumber after a long day of play. If this were any other place or any other situation, Weiss would be the first to voice doubt in regards to the story. But here… so has to give everything she sees and hears the benefit of the doubt, instead of questioning validity.

Out of the corner of her eyes does Weiss watch Xeir… she does seem like a Faunus. A person with traits of an animal. But only a single trait. Perhaps horns… a tail.. wings… fins… but Xeir seems to have many different traits of something lizard like. Dragon like.

Weiss' hands are folded behind her back as she converses with Xeir. "On my world, Remnant, there is a race of people we call the 'Faunus'. They're basically people with an animal trait. Ya know… a tail or fins or gils or" Both hands come up to over her head, then 2 fingers on each hand held up on her head "Cat ears." Her hands fall to her sides as she continues, her eyes now looking ahead of them as they walk. What she says now she says with a tinge of… guilt? Embarrassment? "My family, for a few generations, put themselves into conflict with Faunus. Faunus in general. All out battles sometimes. And all in the name of…greed…" the last word said with a soft sigh.

"So yes, sadly, I have some reference on a small piece of what life must be like for you. Which isn't really important, frankly." She shakes her head, her arms now wrapping lightly about her abdomen "I'm not sure why I even brought it up." Indeed, why would she bring up such an abstract subject out of nowhere? A need to perhaps connect to this strange and open being?

Together, then, they enter what seems to be a very large garage of sorts. Once more her hands fold behind her back as she walks with Xeir, allowing the dragonwoman to lead the way with little preference as to where they end up. As long as it wasn't back in that debate room. A little smile draws upon pale lips, watching Xeir get very happy about the various vehicles. Vehicles she has no idea of. While Xeir may find herself happy with them, they are as alien to Weiss as this whole station is. Stopping near Xeir she prompts gently "This is your idea of fun, eh?" Her tone very matter of factly. Peering inside, she takes in the various lights, softly glowing. But it's the red blinking that draws her eyes, only because of the blinking. She stares at the red light and comments "This is very beyond my knowing. I'll have to trust you for knowledge of these things."

@Awinita

 

[Awinita]

"What some humans consider fun is something I could not understand" Xeir said after a moment of quiet thought at Weiss's question. As Weiss explained how her family for a while waged war all in the name of money. She sighed softly, she was alright in the comparison. As she exaimined the interior of the 8X8 she sighed, finally taking a seat on one of the benches that lined the sides of the truck. In the interior light, Weiss could see six blackblue colored horns poking from the womans otherwise silverwhite hair.

She motioned for Weiss to join her inside. It felt like home really, the technolkogy she was used to. "This transport is from my world." she explained as she waved her arm, indicating the truck she was inside of. A screen appeared in thin air, holographic in structure lined in pale blue. She flicked her fingers along the seemingly glass surface. The third flick brought up a red screen, Xeir growled something, and a keypad with numbers appeared, she typed in a code she had been given as part of her agreement with Kyoto Base City.

On the screen came up three files. video files by look of them. She had found the trucks black box. And also its crew compliment, a squadof eight men, She sighed, "Detroit Base City ?" She asked softly, she had only heard of how America had managed to build at least a dozen Base Cities after the Great Nirvana, Detroit among them. But this transport was from Detroit base City.

She saw something that made her heart run cold, it showed a video, thankfully silent, of a massive beast, with a large golden horn. Ravaging the military complex outside Washington Base City. She paused the video, then found the one with the crew and their arrival there. She played that video, it was almost a minute long. Most of the eight men were looking forwards to seeing their families, their siblings or parents. Whereas only one was actually looking forwards to seeing his wife, and their newborn daughter.

To which the others in the truck chided and joked with him, good joking mood between friends one could easily tell. But it was the words yelled by the transports driver of something coming for them from the south-southwest that got them all on alert.

The camera then showed the truck spinning side over side five times before landing back on its wheels, It was not the golden horn beast either, Xeir recognised that green flash. It was how she got to Roma. The eight men were shaken but unhurt. And where they were was inside a hangar, that hangar on the Pathfinder. Those eight men, survivors of the Golden Horn Beast, where also with her in this new world

Then the other notice popped up at the end of the video. "Oh great... just great, just when I was hoping to not have to walk everywhere" Xeir grumbled, a smile however was in her tone and her expression. She brought up the trucks fuel gauge. Nearly empty. Had Theas fuel cells not exploded in her stomach after she had eaten them, they'd have made good fuel sources for the truck, if only for a week worth of straight line driving or idling...

So she proposed a question to Weiss, "You know anything of fuel or other sources of power ?" The holo screen was still on the paused video of the giant Golden Horned dragonlike creature