“So hey,” he says. “I’ve got a couple of friends doin’ me a favor, but they need a pickup. Do you think you could go get them for me?”
“Sure,” I says, “What’s the location?”
As if bein’ in the Barrens isn’t bad enough, he’s sendin’ me to the wildest part. There’s critters out there that eat little toys like me. So’s I call up a little backup of my own.
Orion’s a good friend and good with a gun too. That’s the kinda friends you want out in the wild parts of the Barrens. We get to the location to see them dealin’ with a big lizard and a water elemental. It seems like the lizard just went to sleep, so I go for the elemental, which dodges. Orion asks what I want him to do. I tell him to distract the elemental. Next thing I know, there’s the sound of a massive longarm goin’ off. Yep, distracting. Even distracted what counts for security in this area from their normal rounds. Well, I was only told to pick ‘em up. How was I supposed to know they was tryin’ to be all quiet-like. The fighter got rid of the elemental and it was time to load up. I threw the shaman and the indian in the ‘rabbit so’s she could tend to his injuries, the fighter hops on the back of Orion’s bike and I follow on my treads. As we’re headin’ back to saner quarters, Fred says she tried to get fresh. I’m gonna have to watch her around my stuff. (to be cont’d)