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Ginger Crumble
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Eventually I become aware for Captain Rylora waiting in the back of the room, a clipboard in hand and patient look on her face.
“That inventory you wanted?”
”Excellent, excellent, let’s see: 30L water, 54 L hydrogen, 71 L diesel, 33Kg of biscuit-“
”Stuff in the green packages is shit.”
”Kurtail.”
”It is!”
”31kg Jerky, 8 kg of greens, hatchet, spare battery, compressor, canvas patches, wood bits, 20m of hose, saw, 4 inflatable rafts, hammer, netting, brace of hookguns, 300m rope, one large magnet, nails, ect, ect, stuff, more stuff… oh the good bits: three cases of crossbow darts, two 20mm aircannon with 500-“
*brabababat*
”…Maybe 400ish rounds, 5 smoke grenades, 5 wire grenades, 10 concussive, a case of 10mm short, how many rockets do we have?”
”One incendiary, a pair of blacksteel penetrators, an explosive, three dudmarks and the pair of signal rockets you picked up back in town.”
”I think that’s it then, anything else Captain? Has Weldendon returned yet”
“No, sir, neither he and Vira Kettel reported yet, but the twins have returned with Pekendrijus and the ‘bolds. Seems some guests tagged along though so you may wish to see what they’re after… our stores no doubt. Try to look menacing, or hungry, so they’ll go away.”
”I’ll go take a look.”
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