by Spark Gunner Mon Jul 09, 2012 3:00 pm
"Well, we found those raiders, that's for sure..." Once inside Stableton, Gunner took the direction of the shack he called home, with the clear intent to sleep through the rest of the week.
"But jeez, helping the wasteland guns blazing is really hard, I should stick to repair stuff and build shit."
While moving through the city Gunner saw people looking at him funny and giving him a wide berth, just like when some of his experiments goes awry. Then, once in sight of his home situated at the far end of the street, and in general, the town, he saw the smoke rising from the shack.
"Huh ? Did I forgot to turn off the blowtorch this morning ?" was wondering the earth pony, approaching the door.
*BBBOOOOOOOOMMMMMM*
The wave of the explosion wasn't particularly strong, but coupled with his exhaustion, Gunner was pushed on his haunches, looking as the rusty metallic wall from which the shack was built crumbled into a pile, a heavy cloud of smoke blowing into his face
"*Cough* *cough* Oh come on ! *cough* It's the second time this month !"
Remembering Tesla's proposition, and being too tired to even consider rebuilding the shack now, the stallion took the direction of BlackPowder Repairs, his now blackened face held low.
Last edited by Spark Gunner on Mon Jul 09, 2012 5:00 pm; edited 1 time in total