The Posse Forms
1000 hours
Modnay, February 8th, 2094
After an hour, the band of Chosen refugees were all in Chance City, setting up their new homes. The building materials from Gage,would make assembling their shelter that much easier. Peter's truck and the townie's pickup had made transporting supplies a cinch. The water in the well was checked and came up clean, if brackish. The weapons and Milrats courtesy of the unsuspecting Doomsayers would keep them alive until they were well-established.
The motley group of travelers was assembled at the former drop-off point on the road south from Gage.
Now was the time to decide where they were going. At least Roadkill had to make St. Louis in a couple weeks to meet up with the Convoy or he'd wind up chasing them, which wasn't a real problem but at least a little bit of a hassle. Neither he nor Peter were technically getting paid for this gig, as the services they'd rendered to the community of Las Cruces on behalf of the Convoy was in exchange for the fuel, maintenance and spare parts. Still, this errand earned them a lot of goodwill from the higher-ups in the Convoy. If they wanted to pick up armed guards, they could do it and going rate was $20 a day. The Convoy would reimburse them for it.
Or, they could all go their separate way. Some could stay in Chance City, others could push on to Las Cruces, or further.
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