Dust to Dust

Same fucked up shit...

So as me n Pitbull are sneakin round the rim of the crater at Edgeswatch, I look back on the past few days n am once again reminded on how shit our place here on earth can be…
We get back from Dustsend still feelin like shit n the oddness just keeps on ah comin… the main things that stick in ma mind are Nils comin ta me for advice on woman.. seems Dez misread old Nil’s meaning on wanting a favour from her n turned up bottle o moonshine in one hand n her standards in the other n offered herself ta our tech head… now Dez is hardly sore on the old eyes but good old Nils freaks the fuck out n tells her NO! He in fact wants her help ta make sum kinda metal arm n fix ta his body… weird fucker…

Anyways this kinda kills the mood and leaves a bad taste in our angels mouth, so she storms off… Then he comes ta me n asks how ta fix the situation… Moron…
Next is the fact Pitbull n his crew have seem ta increased in size two fold n even set up a base of operations in town, now with the whole Edgeswatch situation going this is not a bad thing short term but old Merc best keep him n his in check, case he see fit ta over throw her n set up shop for himself on a bigger scale. Now that is just how it goes these days but if this was ta happen then I don’t see a place in the Desert Storm run town for yours truly n I wouldn’t put it past the old goat ta have me off’ed just ta make sure I didn’t come gunning for him if the shit hit the fan, ta be fair I probably would slit the old war horses throat if push came ta shove. Speakin ah Pitbull he seems ta be giving Dez the evils of late to… will keep n eye on that to…

Next if the fact that Dez, she has been a busy whee lass, was visited by a stranger calling himself Mr Look… wanted her ta steal Merc’s note book… Ta the girls credit she was up front with Merc n we went out looking for this mister Look joker but no sign of him… we have since stepped up the security round the place taking more note of who if comin in goin but that’s far to spooky ta be anything but bad.
As far as life for me the only other thing of note was the fact Marlon started ta teach me how ta drive, well drive the Wham!bulance that is (which I had repainted ta be less conspectuses) The lessons were going well till we were rudely interrupted by the supply runners from Fucking Hell turning all shoot ta shit, seems they have had a run in with Satans Reavers, a big bad biker gang, the kind that’ll kill ya, fuck ya n eat ya, in that order if ya don’t play by their rules, those rules being regular sacrifices in their name… needless ta say when they showed up a few hours later the “talks” didn’t go as well…

So this is how we found ourselves on the road ta Edgeswatch ta beg for old Million’s help… well some of us are there ta beg, namely Merc, who at the moment I am less than impressed with seein’ she didn’t seem ta have a plan for when this kinda thing did finally happen, I mean for fuck sake we live in the middle o nowhere with one of the few working gas processing plants left on this hell baked earth n her back up plan is ta run ta her biggest rival with her tail between her legs? Fuck me maybe a change of leadership isn’t a bad plan after all…

Anyways… me n Pit’ are, let’s say unwelcome in Edgeswatch, so we take the back way in, a old smugglers rout in ta town. The reason I’m here? Well I’m gonna find the church o noise fuckers that are hauled up in this snakes den, my arm still hurts n I have a few question for em… N I going take extra care ta make sure I get the answers I want…

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