"Glad there is after that Old Man crack, don't be thinking there's anything I don't got left to teach you.. bring him down, I got an old, lead drum you can use. Maybe bury 'im for good measure, you think?"
>On our way there right now, get ready will have some friends over, so please be on your best behavior.<Andromeda sent a return message while putting Habu back on it's most used route, to Everett.
The scrap yard had not changed much since last week, the same old cars, planes, drones, even the grass seemed to have forgotten to grow bigger in the meantime. It was a pleasant feeling to be so intimate with a place like this. Even more so Having Kouryuu looking after you.
Kouryuu was once the best there was in the UCAS as far Sharpshooting was considered, not only that, but he was a excellent Rigger as well, the likes of one who could use 15 drones at the same time and take out a whole squad out in a blink of an eye. Of course all of his drones where the same as he, shooting from a distance and all the bullets hit their targets exactly at the same time, there were no witnesses, there were no survivors, the only one left standing was The Lord of Death, Kouryuu. Or at least that was what he had told Andromeda while teaching her to use drones, but she did never really believe it, it seemed so impossible, still, she knew that there are at least 10 active drones all around the scrapyard, that would take up arms in case there was an attack, Andromeda also knew that over them there were at least 5 drones aiming at them right now.
Kouryuu made security his first and only priority. He might have a bounty on his head or maybe hiding something here in the Junkyard, or just getting a bit senile and paranoid in his age. But one thing he could do like noone else, and that was to get things done that needed something from the UCAS army, it seemed he enjoyed a lot of support from them even he was not anymore on active duty and seeing that he is not getting younger, Andromeda doubted he ever would, still getting military grade drone parts weapons was no problems for him.
Andromeda parked Habu between two piles of High tech junk and old cars, in it's usual place, so from outside looking in if would seem that Habu is just one more piece of junk being kept here in this junkyard.
Before she opened the back hatch to get out she demonstratively put her own taser on the table and informed the team.
"This man takes security quite serious so i would recommend to keep the danger to him to a minimum, or you will feel in danger yourself. Simply put, if you give him a reason you will find yourself laying on the ground with a bullet-hole in the head. That concerns especially you CJ." Seeing the reaction of some of the team member she adds "Once he knows you this will not be necessary, but for now, better safe then sorry" saying that Andromeda stepped out of habu taking in the smell of rusty steal and in the sun melting plastic
... Home, sweet home ... Andromeda had always this tingling feeling to returning here, an old shabby scrapyard on the outskirts of Everett, it was home, it was the place where she could feel safe, but also, there was nothing that bound her here, just the retired old Sniper from the UCAS military.
Kouryuu was a interesting fellow, you could never be sure what he is thinking about, but one thing was sure, Romy trusted him more, then any one else and she would drop anything just to save this poor old man, but as far she knew mostly it would be the other way around.
Kouryuu was wearing his usual Urban explorer jumpsuit, in almost camouflage coloring, at least most would believe so if the did not know what color all the oils and different fluids around this scrapyard are. in truth the jumpsuit had ne been washed for a week or so, or maybe the idea of getting ready for Kouryuu has been to get as much dirt on himself as he could.
"Ah if it isn't my favourite girl... and Ann too!" He grins while patting Habu's side.
The yard has a lot in it, from boxes to drums to shipping containers, take your pick and take your chances.
"Sure, just point the way, my friends will get to work ASAP. "
She smiled and hugged the old man
"So more on a more private level, do you need some help while i am here, did you finish the drone we started working on last week?" Andromeda knew that interesting things get delivered here almost daily so she is keen on getting her hands dirty, also she could just use the time for a small exercise piloting her drones, something she should defiantly try out before a real battle.
"Also are the parts for the Hachiman delivered yet?"