[Nah, no problem. Game updates slow so I understand missing it at times. Things should pick up in about a week or two, hopefully.
I will say that next Wednesday will be an assured mini-turn only day, or mechanic's corner if mini-turn isn't applicable for some reason.
Turn tomorrow though.]
Marion, exhausted, quickly relays to the Sergeant what she said to the Enforcers before insisting on a ration and getting to sleep.
Thinking briefly and bitterly about her daughter's father, she finishes with the Sergeant, saying "And it's Ms, not Mrs."
The Sergeant listens with rapt attention as you lay down some serious exposition on him, the man's face not betraying his thoughts. When you finished, the lead enforcer is quiet for a moment, his eyes locked onto Marion, unblinking due to the man's lack of eyelids. He straightened in his chair and finally spoke after the uncomfortable silence.
"Noted. I've been informed by Ari of something similar. Damage and possible plague or disease. Symptoms seem to be aggression, according to two sources now, and now a black ash, surviving possibly lethal wounds, and increased activity at night..." The man trailed off, both from who he was speaking to along with his volume until it rolled into muttering.
The Sergeant gave an irritated sigh and shuffled some papers around on the desk, regarding them for a moment before diverting his attention back to Marion.
"You're cleared for one ration and bunk. You, and the rest of the search group, get an allowance of one ration a day, along with rest at night, under the condition that you continue to bear results. However, the door is to remain closed from now on at night; I refuse to put thousands at risk for the lives of a few. No one is to speak of the plague nor those infected by it to any bunker civilian. You have an additional objective, I wish for the recovery of one of those effected by this plague. Alive, dead, I don't care, anything is better than what little information we have on it. You're dismissed."With that, the Sergeants attention went went upwards, speaking into the air.
"Ari, I want those instructions relayed to the others of Gamma." The enforcer went back to staring at the papers in front of him before a familiar monotone voice answered him, the man paying it little regard.
"Affirmative, Sergeant. Relaying now."Marin noted a new objective was added to her HUD, along with a small text file situated between the map and options choices.
Get down and be silent and alert, mace at the ready.
Get down and be quiet.
The humming song raises in pitch, sways to and fro, to and fro. The voices of many conjoined to one, the volume deafening almost, but slowly it fades, growing dimmer with each passing movement. Boss watched the door warily, while Briefcase looked at everyone confused and disturbed. The holo stayed a good distance away from the walls leading outside.
Soon it was distant, who or whatever humming the hymn now far. A few voices could still be heard outside, but they were disconnected and disjointed, a dull buzz compared to the macabre song from before. Lunk and Chin cautiously walked into the room, their eyes glancing at the barred doors and windows every now and again. Boss was silent for a bit more, until finally the silence was broken by his whispering.
"Somethin' pissed them off. Or got their attention. Or... Something. Hell if I know. Been a long time since they did that. Months ago there used to be some enforcers holed up in their station. They'd conduct raids on the things, trying to clear a block house by house, you could see the fires from them burning the things from clear across the district..."Boss trailed off, but Chin picked it back up.
"They aren't there anymore. Whole building is gone. No one found inside, around, anywhere near it. Nobody." Chin's face fell as he spoke, growing quiet.
"Nobody." Lunk patted the man on the shoulder, getting him to sit down as he stared at the door.
Boss looked to the two on the ground and knelt. He gave a glance to his two companions before speaking in a hushed whisper, not wanting Lunk and Chin to overhear.
"We went there 'cause we Chin's sister might of been there. She was an enforcer before this mess." He motioned for the duo of his trio to join them, and continued.
"Rules seven comes into effect now: no lights, no loud noises. Keep your voice to a whisper, an' keep away from any doors an' windows. I suggest gettin' comfortable, cause we're gonna be here all night."The holo had held his tongue for the whole scene, but couldn't hold back his question anymore.
"Wh-what is going on? Who was humming, why..."Freddie and Frogdo both noted a new objective showing up on their HUD, along with a new text file nestled between options and the map icon.
-W-We have plenty of information on t-those creatures. C-Can you take us to whoever is in charge of g-getting the report of what we saw?
" Thats good, I'm still keeping the weapons though. If those things out there find a way in here it's going to be a blood bath. "
"What? What things? What creatures?" The helmeted enforcer went for a pistol on his belt, his hand grasping its handle as he watched the giant metal doors.
The other enforcer, however, merely nodded.
"Your weapon, not ours. Orders are the same, the Sergeant will debrief. Doors won't break." The last comment was shot as his companion, the enforcer looking at him and nodding, although he still kept his hand noticeably closer to his handgun.
"Should one of us stay here to make sure?""If you want.""Er..." The idea of being alone here didn't seem to appeal to the helmeted enforcer.
"If the man said it won't break, it won't break. The damn things are weird, but they can't break metal. Now come on, let's get moving! I got a bunker to see to!"The group made their way towards the lift, Wilmer noticeably in the front and walking faster than the rest, and Samuel was up ahead, still with the medic in tow behind him. There was a soft ping and an indication as a new objective was added to the survivor's HUDs, and a new text file as well.