Of Sand, Tombs and Time [Closed] Mar 20, 2018 9:58:57 GMT -6
Post by Mal Asada on Mar 20, 2018 9:58:57 GMT -6
Mal’s PL: 28k
Brie’s PL: 8k
Mal (and one or two others) has/have been hired to explore a long forgotten rumored tomb in the Fortuneteller Desert by the collector known as Earl Gray. Earl is a Hybrid Alien that looks kind of fishlike, lives in a water tank, and also has a lot of bad guy connections. Of course, no one can quite nab him… I imagine them Indiana Jones-ing this, lots of booby traps and if there is treasure, it's probably cursed.
There was treasure ahead, or so the boss said. Well, her latest boss, the recurring Earl Gray. He paid her well enough she cut him more slack than others, even if the last job she pulled for him got spicier than she liked. Alright, she’d have done it anyway, but if he got all the information to her it might have gone a lot smoother and Mal would have been better prepared. “You sure it was this way?” she asked the child floating next to her as they made their way through the desert.
“Definitely!” Brie said. While she had A.D.H.D. in both life and death, she payed excruciating attention to detail. “I remember those three cacti because I thought they looked like a bunny if you look at them from just the right angle.” Yup, that sounded like Brie’s usual reasoning. The seven year old pointed her one good arm straight ahead, her non-blind eye widening. “See? It’s there!” And the kid picked up speed, it was all Mal could do to just keep up for a while.
When they got to the small opening in the ground, Mal pulled out a bottle of water and took a few sips. She’d have blamed the fact that Brie was a ghost that she forgot Mal had to drink water and do things like that but, no, even alive, Brie tended to forget those things unless she really needed to do it, herself. “Good job, kiddo…” she said, brushing off some sand and crossing her arms over her chest. She knew there was gonna be one or two more people coming, Gray told her as much, but the need to get out of this heat felt real and intense.
Taking a few steps down the narrow, crumbling steps, Mal went down just far enough to no longer be in the heat and checked her scouter. Of course, she was early, but she’d rather be early than late. They didn't know what awaited them inside, and that was part of the reason Mal looked forward to this exploration but also why Earl was paying them so damn well.
And what was the job? To explore some old tomb that reportedly held items of magical (or extreme monetary) value. Also, if they found anything really noteworthy, they’d get a share of any archeological value as the different foundations and areas bid to own it for themselves and evaluated all the old stuff. Mal didn’t really get the need for that since she very much lived in the now but, hey, to each their own, especially if they were willing to pay her for it,
“Mal, Mal!” Brie said, looking up at her. “It’s really dark. Can you put your flashlight on?”
“Not yet, let’s wait for the others to show up…” she said and took a seat on one of the steps, not wanting to waste the batter. The scouter was solar powered but since she was in the shade now and didn't feel like going back out there until they finished, Mal wanted to conserve what power she had.