|Jed Bailey (jokerandthief) wrote in the_colony,|
@ 2011-03-12 01:03:00
|Entry tags:||^ week 34, andrew kirke, holland sharpe, jed bailey, michael callahan, ~ series: raids|
Week 34: Friday
Characters: Jed Bailey, Andrew Kirke, Mike Callahan, Holly Sharpe, and (NPC) trader Malachai.
Location: Solar Man Company on SW Jordan Street in Grants Pass.
Summary: Jed’s group hits up the second location with little-to-no hitches along the way, or so they think.
Rating: R because boys swear more.
"Alright, first thing's first," Jed said, putting his rifle on the work station, next to the walkies and a duffel bag stuffed to the gills. He'd hardly waited long enough to say hello to Malachai, the last to come into the garage. Wasn't much need to mince words.
"Each of you's gotta have a rifle you can shoulder and a handgun with a good holster, at least. It's best if it's yer own weapon, but if you don't got it, let me know now and we'll check the locker. If yer own weapons ain’t been cleaned lately, don’t use ‘em. We need to know we’re going in with guns that work. Any problems?”
“I don’t have a rifle,” Holly said, though his handgun was more than obvious in its shoulder holster. “Do we really need both? I’ve never shot a rifle before.”
Jed let a slow breath out through his nose. “Alright, you can just have the handgun. Better’n you misfiring something you ain’t handled before.” And it wasn’t like Holly was the one he’d be counting on if it came to that. “You’ll have to take the bag then. Leave the rest of us our hands. I assume y’all have worked the walkie talkies before right?” he added, looking directly at Holly. Holly rolled his eyes in answer.
Drew watched the scene briefly with a frown. It was about now that he was glad he’d convinced Ana to stay with Alice’s group; already the tension was high.
Taking the silence for assent, Jed said, “Alright. I took care of food and gear, so all’s that’s left is where we’re goin’ and what we’re doin’. Mike?”
Mike was fiddling with his walkie talkie, and when Jed called him out, he nearly dropped it on the floor. Reddening, he cleared his throat. He wasn’t used to being the center of attention, and the raid made him jumpy to begin with, so he felt a little nervous.
“Right. Okay. So this place is basically some dude’s house. It’s in a neighborhood with other houses, and most of the stuff we need is in his garage.” He paused. “It’s a big garage. And it’s got a lot we could use. Not to mention a few arrays on the roof of the garage and the house.” He frowned, then gestured with his hands to draw a boxlike shape in the air. “You know. A set-up of panels already assembled. They work and everything. Anyways. We’re gonna take the stuff in the garage, the panels and batteries and wiring, it’s all boxed up, so that should be easy, and we’ll disassemble the arrays so we can take them too. We also need to check the house and garage for instruction manuals and other equipment that we could use to help with assembly. If you want to know if something is useful, or if we need it, you can ask me.” He took a deep breath, and looked to Jed. “That’s…about it? Except don’t drop any of the boxes?”
“Goes without saying,” Malachi commented dryly.
“Well, if those panels crack, they’ll be junk. Irreplaceable junk. So... yeah. Caution is the word of the day.” Mike trailed off, shifting his walkie-talkie from hand to hand.
“Gotcha,” Drew said with a nod. “One, two, three, shotgun.”
“Bastard!” Holly laughed, seemingly over his annoyance before. “Oh, and if anyone finds a radio, a shortwave specifically, can you pick it up and give it to me? The big guy - Tom, not God - is looking for one.”
Drew frowned slightly. First Meg was in on radio duty with him, and now Holly was working on a shortwave? God, am I just not important anymore? he thought to himself, heading towards one of the two vehicles that were waiting for them.