Floor B23 - City of Pasiap's Resolve, South Sector 5
The Freerunner Shelter at the edge of Pasiap's Resolve, South Sector 5, is the sort of building one might expect crackhead beastmen to squat in: a large abandoned factory. Wide empty spaces, rotting old machinery, crumbling walls, leaky plumbing and dim lighting, dust that seems to never recede despite all efforts to be tidy. There are smaller rooms as well, mostly offices and storage, converted into temporary meeting rooms, bedrooms, armories. The factory owner even had a loft built into the place, with a kitchen that still largely functions, though the old transperfect domestic tools seem to rebel now and then against its new owners (as seen when the group passes by a Freerunner cook running around trying to catch an errant spatula.)
Despite the rather morose surroundings, though, the Freerunners themselves are not slouches. They have made as much of a home as they could in this location without drawing too much attention from the outside. Irjin, directing those carrying the wounded Freerunners, now and then pauses to quickly shout out a few words at a passerby. Jambiya, Rampuri, Vilstrad, Cheira, Mad Berry, Black-Eye, Kaiken Pyra... there are at least 20 here, a typical size for a Freerunner pack working 'on the inside', though many come and go, explains the Freerunner leader as he moves. Not all of them are wolfmen, either, though the majority are; the original Edgestrider claimed direct lineage from Free himself.
But no one minds the non-beastmen walking among them. The Freerunners take anyone who shares their philosophies, and is willing to pull his or her own weight. So there are many sorts. Kaiken Pyra, who assists in clearing out a space with some beds to lie the wounded on, is full human and apparently fairly high-born, yet does not complain folding away old, fur-matted sheets while the half-canine Black-Eye puts on the new ones.
"Ah, right," Irjin says belatedly, turning to Xurizu now as he recalls something he'd forgotten. "The Scorpion Strikers? They're typical Fire guardians, but that doesn't mean they've never been deployed below, by some 'order from above'. The ones that just attacked, though, that hadn't happened before. We're going to have to move on from this place real soon, but Talia Zerith, if you can help them... please do." He gestures to Wrack and Nelly, now settled in the beds.
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