Glad you're enjoying it. Session one continues...
Proust sees a bunch of Captain’s people are trading in the market. Buying food. Only some of them ain’t trading, just watching. Armed. She saunters over to Jacka Backa, who’s selling an old pistol. “Extra gun?” she asks (Read a Person – Hit! 1. Is he telling the truth? What’s he really feeling? What does he wish I’d do?). Jacka Backa casts a furtive glance at the nearest of the guards, Balls. Jacka Backa’s response is curt “Yeah.” Proust can tell he’s hiding something. “Everything alright?” He’s scared, “Sure. Everything’s fine…’cept food’s a bit scarce is all.” He speaks in hushed tones “Captain says things are going to be tight.” Proust glances around the market watches Balls eyeing Captain’s people. “You need anything? What can I do?” There’s something of hope in Jacka Backa’s eyes. “You took that Jackson outside the city right? Is it better there?” Proust shrugs, “it’s someplace else. You want me to get you out?” He shakes his head “I need my little girl someplace safe. I need you to get her out.” Proust nods and tells him to come by Food Truck’s tonight for dinner. He agrees, but he won’t sit at her table. She does business at her table. He motions with his head towards the gunmen ringing the market.
Specials and Robinson make there way into Terminal. The waiting area is home to most of Captain’s folk. Time has left its mark on the building and the big panes of glass have long since been removed and carted up to the roof, to enclose Captain’s greenhouses. They ascend to Captain’s office. The door is flanked by two meaty gunmen, who let them in when they see Robinson. Captain calls out from behind a big desk, and Robinson informs him about how he had to shoot Mimi for trying to steal Mr. Coffee. “And who’s this fucker?” Captain eyes the well-equipped soldier, noticing the expensive gear and the too clean looks that scream not from around here. He introduces himself as Dwayne Spencer, which causes Captain to raise his eyebrows. “So Mr. Fancy thinks he deserve two names, eh? I’m the only one who deserves two names here. That’s why I’m...Cap Ten.” Robinson tells Captain that Spencer has knowledge from Before and that he says they shouldn’t leave Mimi’s body outside or it will cause disease. When Robinson explains how they found him out by the submarine a few weeks back, Captain goes ballistic, “He’s been eating my food for three weeks? Drinking my water? In all that time no one thinks an introduction is warranted? It’s inhospitable is what I think.”
In the Market, Proust makes small talk with Jacka Backa and then heads over to Balls. Balls is watching to make sure everything is safe. Proust offers him a drink when’s he’s off duty, which makes Balls laugh. He’ll take that drink now, “watchin’s thirsty work.” Proust fetches some liquor for Balls, putting it on her tab. Food Truck nods, “your tab’s still good, for now.” Drink in hand, Balls lets slip that Captain has started rations and has them watching to make sure there isn’t any trouble. He looks like he hopes there is some (Read a Person, 7-9. What’s he really feeling?).
Captain asks Spencer what he can do to pay for the food he costs. “What you good for?” Spencer replies simply, “I’m a soldier.” Captain motions to his two thugs near the door, “I got me enough guns.” Spender is not put off, “Nah. A soldier. Those guys aren’t soldiers. No discipline. I could make them soldiers though, if you want (Read a Person 7-9. What do you want me to do?). Captain smiles, “I want an army.”
Out in front of Terminal, Cobra pulls up in his pockmarked car, his anger obvious in his driving. He hails Robinson and Spencer as they exit Terminal. Proust heads over from the market to see what’s up. Cobra explains what happened out near the sub and they agree to go with him to even the score, Robinson first extracting a promise that when they’re done, Cobra helps him go kill Millions for what he did to Amy. Robinson was sweet on Amy. Spencer gets Captain to loan him six of his men for a “training mission” and Cobra goes to fetch his other car, an armored big rig cabin mounted with a rocket launcher. It’s big and loud and sloppy.
Cobra pulls up short of the Atrium building and Proust and Spencer jump off with Captain’s men. The truck lumbers up in front of the building, taking ineffectual fire from the upper floor. Robinson unloads with the rocket launcher, tearing through the opposing forces. Proust and Spencer lead the men up the burning stairs and into a firefight. Rice goes down, gut shot. But they take the room. Proust looks around the room. She notices with some consternation that everyone is looking to Spencer for direction. She sees the blanketed leader of the men racing off down a corridor and gives chase (Read a Sitch. 10+ “Who’s really in charge here? What should I be on the lookout for? What does he intend to do?” Spencer hesitates a moment as he sees the men moving into the other room where the women and children are kept, then he heads off after Proust.