John

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

The door opens from Milliways onto the tumbletown ruins of what used to be an industrial area on the fringes of Arlington. The temperature is summertime-warm, the air dry; the last rains to pass through here are long since gone. Overhead, a scavenger bird or two circles, visible only to people who know what they're looking for. A breeze listlessly stirs the air, kicking up brief dust-devils along the shattered ruin of the local roads. Beyond that, the place is quiet in the way that only emptiness can bring.

"This is where I came in," Ellen says over her shoulder. "Like I mentioned the other day, it's about a day's travel to the Fort Bannister region from here. There's still some pre-war asphalt laid down here but pretty soon it all gives way to open sand and scrub. The nearest radiation source is a hundred yards northeast of here, and we're not going in that direction, so unless my Geiger counter goes off without warning we should be all right."

Comments

Re: Team Delta

[aeons_crackshot]

Cooperation is his best bet for survival at this point, no doubt about that.

"That sounds good to me," Annabelle says in response. She's still keeping an eye on the mercenary, just in case he has a sudden attack of fatally stupid.

Re: Team Delta

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

Fortunately, he doesn't. He looks, in fact, as if he's had quite enough today. Also as if he needs to change the shorts he had on beneath his combat armor.

Ellen just shakes her head and gestures towards the doors; they're all getting out of here together, just in case.