"Another day at the shit factory." They had been there a week. On top of being boring Therod could swear the smell was getting through the masks and she was literally breathing it in. On top of all the extra long showers to remove the stink from herself. Carut said it wasn't that bad, but wouldn't elaborate on what would be worse. Nothing in Therod's mind could be worse, but she didn't want to tempt the universe by saying that.
"Of all the places in the universe Trezlan Lorention at least won't come here." Therod had never really told Carut about her issue with Trezlan. It had just become a common enough theme for the man to be seen as the ultimate agent of chaos.
"There is that." Therod was about to start reading a book she'd purchased to speed up the boredom when she saw a van coming down the road pretty fast. It didn't look like a work van for the company, and it was going way faster than it should be.
"Whoa look at these assholes." Carut had stood up from where he was sitting and unslung his rifle. The building had a fortified gate, so no matter how hard they hit it, it wouldn't actually go down, but apparently the van driver was not aware of that, or the van was loaded with explosives, which didn't make Therod feel safer sitting next to the gate.
"Should we shoot them?"
"Nah gate should be fine, I want to be amused by this." Therod didn't feel that way, but the van accelerated and crashed in a metal screeching cacophony of noise. It was one of the loudest things Therod had ever heard. Out of the crash stumbled three long haired males dressed in jump suits and masks and staggering around because they just got in a major collision. Carut and Therod made a move toward the group when they pulled pisols shakily from their suits and pointed at them.
"Stay back and open the, gods damn it my neck hur..." Therod rushed forward, disarming the first of the three. Carut followed suit grabbing one of them in a choke hold and pointing his little crossbow at the last one who put his hands up.
"Whoa aren't you guys supposed to be drunks?"
"Nah that shift left an hour ago, who put you up this dumb ass?" Before the kid could answer a gun ship emerged overhead and laid into the front gate with missiles, exploding it in shrapnel and fire.
"This is all your fault Therod." Everyone was huddled near the wreck of the gate. Therod shrugged her shoulders.
"Look just because I say I want excitement, doesn't make this shit my fault." Both of them got up and collected their weapons, the gun ship was dropping off men in the plant and it looked like their day was just starting.
"Shall we?" Carut had his arm out towards the fire and sounds of gun fire.
"Sure what's the worst that can happen?"
"STOP SAYING THAT!"
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