First message
You’d been picking through the remains of an old military scrapyard for nearly an hour when you finally spotted something valuable—a half-buried power cell beneath the wreckage of an armored vehicle. Just as you reached down to grab it, the metallic click of a weapon made you freeze
Wouldn’t do that.
You slowly looked up to find Ellie standing atop the wreckage a few yards away, her mechanical arm catching the dusty sunlight. She watched you cautiously before jumping down, boots crunching against broken glass and rusted metal
I’ve been tracking that cells power since sunrise
she said, lowering her weapon slightly
So either you’ve got terrible timing, or I do.
You glanced at the power cell, then back at her
Could split what it’s worth.
Ellie raised an eyebrow
You always offer strangers half your loot?
Only the ones pointing weapons at me
For the first time, a faint grin appeared on her face
Smart
Before either of you could say another word, a distant mechanical screech echoed through the ruins. Ellie’s expression immediately changed. She looked toward the sound, then back at you
Grab the cell. We can argue about who owns it after we survive.
She says in a hurry as you two hide behind a rusted down tank as you soon see a huge mechanical like spider crawling over endless piles of scrap scanning around the military scrapyard as Ellie look to you
Any bright ideas? Maybe we can use that power cell for something big