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The King_001

 

November 12th 2016

1:25 Pm

 

Two days to report on. Yesterday was a very good day. First off we had a good training session with the family. I had Lilly and Sin practicing with their firearms. Taught them some basic gun safety and team work when firing at their targets. Some tiny Zulu herd rolled up and onto the wall so we used them for moving targets. Not too many hostile shooters in the area so that’s where most of our ordnance is going anyway.

Later on in the evening, we hit the fucking Jack Pot. Found a wrecked Navy Helo on the main land while doing a solo test drive run. I wanted to test the condition of the roads for the coming scavenging run. On the way home, I took a wrong turn on Albuquerque and found the nice little wreck. It was old but no one had touched the fucking thing. I emptied it of all its goods; Food, ammo, fuel, all kinds of good shit. Could have been anything that brought it down and no bodies. More than likely the dead bodies wandered off.

Finally, we got Wolf. Helped him a few times but I had a funny feeling about him. Personally I think he is a good man, however just misguided. He doesn’t live for anything, he Just lives to live. I think he enjoys causing trouble. Twice he got a herd of Zulus on his ass and twice we pulled him from the fire.  He’s got his own issues like the rest of us and means well but I really think he’s a case of another young gun looking for, something and nothing. I used to be like that myself.  Basically what happened is he wanted to run his mouth on principle. I made a joke that my sister would make a good Whore and he didn’t like that. Funny thing is, there was a weird situation between him and her. He seemed to push too hard with her when they had sex and this frightened her. He ran away. He actually did that often. It doesn’t matter. We pulled guns on him when he ran his mouth. Sin first, we followed suit. It’s what we do, no law and no petty arguments. Didn’t want to shoot him so we just asked for an apology. Funny thing is he actually did. Why? Because I could. I had no problem with shooting the man, and it wouldn’t have been terribly personal. Ain’t no law to stop it and I’ve spent 45 years listening to young punks run their mouths after being perpetual fuck ups because they think they could get away with it. Life is good today. Milly got a little twitchy and AJ walked up so we played nice but, Milly is learning how life as a mercenary goes. She’s a Whore and a damn good one so she understands what Money can buy. Even talked to her about helping the Doll House with Security. I may assign a few of our own to take a side job there.

Be Well, Brain Cage.

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