FJ 3.3 The Truck of Doom (part 1)

	Sabina	Biax: You see a AR message from Sabina. [Biax, wanted to stop by and talk, if you'd like.]
	Biax	stands up, gasping for breath and rubbing swampmuck out of her eyes. [little busy whats up]
	Sabina	[I wanted to see how you were doing and talk? I also wanted to apologize.]
	Arkalest	Biax "Ribbot."
	Biax	[nah nah nah nah, I'm fine YOU CUNT COME HERE]
	Arkalest	There's a frog next to you- The size of a small bike. It looks at you with four-half-lidded orange eyes, inflating its beige throat sack. "Ribbot."
	Sabina	[. . . . Uhhh, shall I leave you be then?]
	Biax	[not you shit fuck other things a cunt sorry busy]
	Sabina	[Ahh. I see.]
	Biax	draws her pistol, leveling it at the creatures forehead. "Sorry, you're the one who fucked up here."
	Arkalest	"Ribbot."
	Biax	looks around her quickly, spying her buck drifting slowly about the area.
	Biax	*bike, not buck, ugh
	Biax	"Whatever, you lucked out, don't look at me like you can talk shit."
	Arkalest	Biax There's a thick brownish mist slash haze slash smog everywhere- Lights in the distance barely peircing it. You seem to  have passed out in a ditch near contorted, tall trees with gnarled leafless branches.
	Arkalest	"Ribbot." It quietly turns away and leaps- About five meters- landing in the ditch on the otjher side of  the road with a dull flump.
	Biax	"Whatever." Slogging through the murk is difficult, hauling herself back onto her vehicle even harder.
	Sabina	emerges out from some nearby marsh shubbery, the bottom of her cloak and pants having some swamp-muck clinging to them. Her glaive is on her back, covered in the smart matter sheath. "Biax?"
	Sabina	turns and stares at the frog.
	Biax	With a final grunt, Biax pulls herself up and onto the seat. "Yeah, oh, hey, whats up, you weren't the cunt you know?"
	Sabina	"I gathered. . . " She mumbles staring at the frog
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	Sabina	"Biax, do you hear that?"
	Biax	"The tricked out rig coming towards us?"
	Sabina	"Yes that one."
	Biax	"Yeah, yeah, what about it?"
	Sabina	gestures to the bike. "Let's check it out. Discretely."
	Biax	"Maaayyybe not on the bike then, huh?"
	Sabina	"Right, can you call it remotely if we need it?"
	Biax	"I..."
	Biax	"The bike moves back and forth for a moment. "Yeah, sure thing, yeah."
	Biax	"You sneaky?"
	Sabina	"Sneaky enough, but not as good as you are.
	Biax	"Alright, alright, uh, follow me I guess."
	Sabina	nods
	Arkalest	Sabina Biax Through the reeds you see an eight-wheeled behemoth roll  through the mist- Single tires as tall as Biax, jet-black fiber covered in bumps. The main body is a single massive cargo contained with a rolled steel cage on its sloping sides, covered in anteanne and dried muck.
	Biax	half swims, half crabwalks  parallel to the road, gesturing for Sabina to follow about once every 3 feet.
	Sabina	creeps along, surprisingly quiet
	Biax	points to the back of the truck, looking back to Sabina with a shrug
	Sabina	[Something is shielding, not a coronet. Odd.]
	Biax	[locked up pretty damn good, armored up too, they're getting ready to fuck something up]
	Biax	[where the fuck is the deer monster when we need muscle?]
	Sabina	narrows here eyes
	Sabina	[They've got something Alien in there.] Sabina includes Alex in this
	Arkalest	[Wait what?]
	Biax	[there's a truck, locked up, armored, tricked out engine, got something heavy in the bed]
	Sabina	[It's deperate. I think they're trafficking something in that truck.]
	Biax	[apparently alien]
	Sabina	[No wait, it's the front driver. It's hard to tell past that shielding.]
	Biax	[axton truck tough pos gotta hit it inside unless you got a fucking nuke on you]
	Sabina	[I could probably take out the driver, but I'd rather see where it goes. Can you follow on the bike at a discerete distance?]
	Biax	[sure sure]
	Sabina	[Right, let's go then.]
	Biax	Upon the bikes arrival, Biax gestures for Sabina to mount up, then nearly climbs up Sabina into the seat. [sorry sorry you're easier to grab than this thing, so smooth]
	Arkalest	Biax The truck quietly roars towards a cement bridge- And a warehouse's lights in the distance.
	Biax	After this however, she nearly sinks the bike into the water and commences to pilot the bike in and out of rootclumps, behind trees, but always allowing glimpses of the road.
	Sabina	[It's fine.] She unfurls the smart-matter sheath from the glaive, exposing the blade and purple tendrils. A few perk up and wave in the air, almost like a serpent's tongue sniffing the air.
	Biax	[wanna get closer?]
	Arkalest	Sabina It keeps happilly lapping the air, taking in the marsh.
	Sabina	[Unless we need to in order to follow I'd rather we keep ourselves out of sight and follow.]
	Biax	[i mean, yeah we're keeping low just thought we'd check the sketchy ass warehouse out]
	Sabina	[I see. Go for it then.]
	Biax	The bike protests lightly at Biax's direction, but soon you are across and continue along with the truck
	Arkalest	Biax Sabina The warehouse isn't far from the one tagged for infiltration for biax and Sarah- And the truck slides into this unarmed, unguarded thing.
	Sabina	[Alex, this is the place.] Sabina inspects the warehouse more closely