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A fire fight, and me without any pants.
Who:Furiosa and Capable
When: May Plot
Where: Their home
What: Deciding to fight the stormtroopers
Rating/Warnings:
Status: Complete



Capable had been making breakfast when she looked out of the window and noticed the stream of white soldiers walking down the street. Frowning she leaned closer to the glass, was there some kind of parade going on? She didn’t remember reading anything about it.

Turning she called out, “Furiosa? Do you know anything about a parade today?”

“A parade?” Furiosa stepped out of the bathroom, scalp still glistening from shaving it and a towel wrapped around her body. “Not that I know of.”

She peered out the window. “That’s really kind of strange.”

“There’s no music or anything” Capable said before gasping, someone had gotten in the way and one of the marchers had pushed him down and looked like they were threatening him with a weapon, “I don’t think it’s a parade”

The soldier lifted his weapon, and Furiosa pulled a gun from one of the kitchen counters and opened the window. She fired a warning shot. The trooper pointed at them and she ducked out of the way as a green beam blasted the window to pieces.

“A fire fight, and me without any pants. Get your gun.” Furiosa pulled Capable away from the window and then rushed into their bedroom to dress. She hesitated just a moment before grabbing her dream prosthetic and pulling it on. Shouldering a rifle and holstering two pistols, she emerged ready for war. Outside, the squad was surrounding the apartment building.

Capable nodded and moved to do as Furiosa had told her, she was scared but she trusted her girlfriend. Furiosa always knew what to do and she would be safe as long as she stayed with her.

“They’re everywhere” Capable said, using a mirror to look out of the windows safely.

“The war rig is parked in a lot nearby. I had to bring it into the city for some work. If we can make it there we’ll have a mobile base of sorts.” She loaded the rifle and checked Capable’s mirror. “If I give you cover, head down the street and take the first right.”

“What about you? How are you going to get there?” Capable said, she didn’t want to split up, that seemed like a bad thing to do especially since Furiosa was the stronger one in this situation.

She nodded to Capable’s gun. “I’ll need you to give me covering fire when I follow. I trust you.”

“Okay” Capable said stealing a quick kiss before getting into position, pulling her hair back into a ponytail to keep it out of the way, she opened their apartment door, “I’ll head out the back so be ready”

Furiosa nodded, and flicked the safety off of her rifle. She returned to the window and opened fire. Her first shot hit a Stormtrooper in the back. She shot two more before they opened fire on her position. But she did her job and they all converged on the front of the apartment.

Capable was able to get all the way to the corner that Furiosa had told her to get to, now she just had to work out how to distract them all enough to let her girlfriend get over to her.

She signaled Capable that she was ready, then took a few more potshots, before darting to the back door and outside. A blaster bolt hit her left arm and seared the plastic of the prosthetic and she wished she’d just used the dream one instead. “Shit.”

The moment Capable noticed one of them shooting at Furiosa she aimed and fired taking it out before deciding to focus on taking out enough to clear a path for her girlfriend.

Furiosa ran quickly, bolting from the cover of the apartment to the building where Capable was hiding. She rolled, then leaned against the wall and gave Capable an appreciative look. “Well done. The War Rig is nearby.” Too bad there wasn’t a big gun mounted on it. But maybe they could pick up people caught in the crossfire and get them to safety.

Capable nodded, she wanted to hug her but that could wait until they were at the safety of the rig. Her heart was hammering and she wasn’t entirely sure how she had been able to shoot anything but she was relieved she had. “What are they?” she asked quietly as she followed Furiosa to the rig.

“I don’t really know. Someone’s nightmare, probably.” The thought made her think of Immortan Joe and the Warboys. Disgust made her stomach clench up and she prayed that their nightmare never came true either.

The Rig was waiting for them, unmolested by any Stormtroopers. Furiosa climbed in and quickly ran through the start-up. The engine roared to life. She held the rifle out to Capable. “Lets mow these bastards down.” The guilt could come later.

Capable had the same thoughts, but she knew that the four of them would look out for each other and not let anybody hurt them. They were a family, and a strong one.

Nodding Capable sat alongside Furiosa and took aim out of the window, ready to take out anybody who tried to stop them. This was survival and around here guilt couldn’t come into it because that could cause you to be hurt or worse.

The War Rig thundered down the street, bowling over Stormtroopers like they were toys. She brought it around a street, leaving it up to Capable to spot people that needed help. When she did, she provided cover.

It was actually working well, with Furiosa running down the majority of the troopers and then Capable taking shots at the remaining ones while innocent people got away from them. They were a good team it seemed, though she couldn’t help thinking she could use some more gun practice, her shots went wide a lot. Luckily the stormtroopers didn’t seem much better.

Furiosa made a mental note to give Capable some more lessons. This being the OC, it was likely that gunplay was going to be in their future.