Cast of Characters
The Outlaws were no more and the former Perth chapter was in disarray. Three survived the assault on the scrapyard and there is one known survivor from Melbourne. Currently, they are held up in a protected warehouse that was used by their S-K contact. Not wanting to upset Calico, Kaolin contacted her and explained the situation. She agreed to allow them to stay there for a week and assess their status. Afterwards, if they would like to stay longer, then she may have an opportunity for them to earn it. Koalin agreed and discussed with the other to find out what to do next. Crane and Catherine were working to get some information off the matrix and from their contacts. Catalyst and Koalin decide on doing a couple of tasks. 1. They need to get some shopping done. 2. They need to see what supplies can be salvaged from the scrapyard. Deciding on the salvage first, they cautiously made their way back over to there. Catalyst conjured a fire spirit to survey the area for anything alive, but nothing was found. With all the caution they could muster, they pair sneak back into their scrapyard. Almost immediately, Koalin has memories of when the prospect was killed at the very spot he stood. Closer look and there are no signs of what had occurred. No bodies, no blood spots … nothing. Not finding any opposition, they quickly scavenge around to see what they could find. Between the two, they were able to recover a couple of medkits, a brother’s katana, some heavy pistol ammo and some personal effects. Koalin was again struck by a bit of reminiscence as he entered the club’s meeting room. Memories of the excitement of getting the custom made table, memories of Rippa wielding the custom gavel made from an engine piston and the last discussion they had with him. The flood of emotions was almost enough to overtake him, but he shook it off and continued what they needed to do. Coming out of the building, they notice that the Bulldog is still intact. The armor that Duct Tape put on it had protected it. The two loaded up the Bulldog with what they could salvage and with any motorcycle parts that Catalyst could gather. At one point, he walked by with a gas tank that had a shark emblazoned on it. Koalin immediately recognized it as Rippa’s bike and paused for a silent moment.
With the truck loaded up, they hit the road and left the area. Catalyst, with his bike loaded in the truck, left alone while Koalin left another way. Cautious and concerned about the possibility of being tracked, the Bulldog was parked in a strip mall that was out of the way. Koalin stopped by a Stuffer Shack to grab a bug scanner, tag eraser and some burner phones. He took off his cut and rolled it up under his arm. Didn’t want to attract any unneeded attention. While inside, a trio walked in and caught his attention. A very large and familiar troll that was flanked by a pair of orks. They were wearing Reaper colors. Not needing a confrontation with them by himself, Koalin only purchased a couple of items while they were in the back and left the store. Just as he left, the trio came out from the back. He as able to get away safely. Still needed some items, he stopped at another store and grabbed what was needed. In his mind, he could have sworn that the first store was outside of Reaper territory, but what where they doing there? Making a note of the store, he proceed to meet up with Catalyst and cleared any tags that were found. Once back at the warehouse, they suddenly remembered that there was an RPK heavy machine gun on a Jeep back at the scrapyard, which was a gift from the Bronze. Not wanting to draw any attention, Rippa kept the vehicle stored away hidden from view. The pair went back to see if they could get that.
Koalin covered himself with an invisibility spell and Catalyst conjured another spirit to help conceal him further. He was dropped off nearby and the cat shaman snuck his way in again. He was about to take a step away from the cover of a building when he began to feel static electricity tingle along his body. The hair on the back of his neck stood up on end … a feeling of dread as this was a familiar feeling. He stepped back as the claws of a skeleton spirit burst out of the ground. The spirit clawed itself, looked around … and spotted where Koalin was. This was the time that he also heard footsteps from behind him. Fearing that this was the end, he steeled himself for a fight when a long tail and a fluffy butt walked past him. The cat spirit got the skeleton’s attention and drew it away. A voice in Koalin’s head said one word. “run” Heading his mentor spirit’s warning, he fled back to Catalyst and back to the safety of the warehouse. Knowing that spells and spirits can be tracked, these were dropped well away from the warehouse. They two decided to discuss their next steps with the others and see if a full force raid on the scrap yard would be worth it.
Koalin, with one of the burner phones, stopped by the ocean to try and make some calls. None of his contacts were answering. Fearing the same with his mentor Thorn, he called the number. Expecting no answer, and dreading the knowledge of what that means, he was surprised when it connected. The connection lasted for only a thought and there was just two simple and clearly defined clicks before the connection was lost. Remembering back to his teachings, this was one of Thorn’s codes. He was on the lam … but he was alive. Koalin tossed the burner into the ocean and headed back home.