SALVAGE RUN

[df_official]

WHO: Various NPC, Cid's Construction Employees, Sheldon Sands, other volunteers (if you don't have a tag here, please ooc in your comment)
WHEN: March 11th to March 18
WHERE: The abandoned ruins of Chernihiv
FILTER: The sending off is open, but anything outside of the city is closed to the people signed up
WHAT: Salvage Run people go looking for

Comments

Before leaving the City Walls

[df_official]

(All interactions prior to getting on those trucks and zooming off should be held under this tag!)

Re: Before leaving the City Walls

[rianofski]

He scratched his head and looked around. He hadn't really remembered signing up for this, but he'd had it on good authority that he had, indeed, volunteered to be a part of the Salvage Run. It made sense, he figured, but he just couldn't remember specifically signing up for it. Coming back through that Gate had really done a number on his memory.

Still, it would be good to get out of those walls and explore a little. Who knows? Maybe he'd find something useful and figure out how to get them all out of Veles for good. Of course, it was just as likely to be bitten by a zombie (possibly again, if he had to hazard a guess as to why he'd come back through that Gate).

[beef_and_dreams]

     "Aaandrew! Hey!" Well look who it was, waving his hand as he came running up. America was geared up in what he'd usually be wearing for patrol.

"That mean you're going too, then?"

[rianofski]

Andrew smiled at him as he approached. America certainly looked enthusiastic about the prospect of the Salvage Run, but then again, he usually looked enthusiastic. "I guess it means I am," he agreed. "I don't remember signing up for it, but apparently I did."

This loss of memory thing was was hardly enjoyable, but he was going to have to make the best of it.

In Chernihiv

[df_official]

(There are wiki references.

There is an airport, monestary catacombs, and a Musical instrument Factory. Remember of the possible journal entries of the ending of civilization!)

[mywrenchsaysyes]

     While the eagerness to get out of the city was no different from the first time Graham Spector had been part of the expedition, there was the very noticeable lack of one presence in particular. One less vehicle to bring along, one less personality to hassle. Oh well.

Accepted with a shrug and an optimistic outlook of what potentially interesting things were to be found in their destination in question, the blond-haired mechanic gave his new temporary playground a glance about. "Well, well, well... an' so the question goes as usual- where'ta start...?" He grins lazily, tapping the over-sized wrench he carried just about everywhere with him over a shoulder.

[sands_in_mexico]

Sheldon hopped off the back of the truck and smirked. "I'm checking the cathedrals. There's gotta be something good in their record stores, if it hasn't turned to dust by now."

He also knew that there would be zombies everywhere in those places. Most priests never left the cathedrals and could still be occupying them. "This should be fun." He smirked.

[mywrenchsaysyes]

     He grinned over at the man. "Alrighty! You see any interestin' machinery, let me know, huh?" Meanwhile he might just go and investigate the airport~~