Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20150722084207/@comment-5426254-20150826025933

''Perhaps the best solution is to start heading to a possible location, filling it in with Grimm encounters and character development in the process. -GL''

Vert and Kreutznauer had woken up to the noise everyone made in the morning. Kreutznauer in particular suspected that one of them had headed off based on the sound of footsteps, though he didn't respond due to him being too exhausted and not expecting the wanderer to seek out a Grimm.

"What the bloody hell's going on?"

"Looks like the crew's moved somewhere else, Professor."

The two of them headed to where the rest of the group gathered, where they saw Platinum, Laura, and Asura taking care of the Night Runner stuck in the sand.

''Well that's convenient. The bloody thing looks cute, and that's only when it's stuck in the ground.''

"Perfect! Just beautiful! I see star potential in all of you!"

Although he had some disdain for Thompson's obsession with footage, he agreed with her sentiment, with their capabilities trouncing his worry for them.

''These kids really are talented. And this should be the only time that cunt Thompson should ever be involved in a combat situation; stay safe somewhere else, and then to shut the fuck up as we professionals take care of the situation.''

'''"Well, it's been a fun evening with you lot, but we still have an expedition to go on. Back to business!"

The two continued the group as they headed back to the trailers.

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Two Hours Later

The group was now in the trailers. Most of them were by the ammo trailer, restocking ammo. But Kreutznauer had found the trailer filled with food, now flipped 90 degrees to its left. He climbed in, scavngened the food, and ate a portion of the hoard at room temperature for breakfast.

"You lot want some breakfast? Make sure that you have the frozen ones first in your stomach, if you don't want them to spoil."

After the breakfast, the crew resumed collecting ammo. Kreutznauer and Vert had already stocked up on standard bullet and Dust ammunition, along with several Dust crystals for repeating their improvised pyrotechnic strategies. But Kreutznauer can tell that Law had a unique round, which was why Vert only grabbed its standard bullets.

"Hey Jacobs!"

"Yes sir?"

"Mind handing me one of your bullets and a few more Dust Crystals?"

"Sure. But why the Dust crystals? I thought we were stocked."

"You'll see," Kreutznauer replied as he retrieved the rounds he requested.

Using a knife, and an axe, he began chopping away at some of the Dust Crystals, with Vert's bullet as a reference.

''4.7 by 11 mm caseless. So that's why it's not sold at your run-of-the mill ammo store. This thing is shot as an accelerated round. But this is going to be perfect. If I can simply cut the crystals down to size, I can get the job done.''

"Here you go, Jacobs. In case you ever run out or need specialized ammo, you have these Dust rounds, tailored to specification," Kreutznauer said as he wrapped a few bandages on his hands, now filled with bloodied gashes using the sharp tools, after he handed several Dust rounds to Vert.

"Thanks sir. I don't know what to say-"

"It's nothing much, Jacobs. Let's hurry up. The others are going to get ahead and start slaying these buggers soon."

And so, they quickly finished packing, waiting in anticipation for the rest of the group, in case the other members wanted to lead ...