《Bandit don't start as Bandits》missing half
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We, somehow, finished the wall within a week's time. Added to that, we managed to get the kid to deconstruct several houses around the outer wall and use those materials to get started on building the store.
I say we but after a certain point, I was knee deep in helping Isabella and Natalie raid someone's pirate nest because they sunk their dingy and I was the only one who farm mats for a bigger boat.
"Your phone is ringing." Izzy said while pushing it closer to me.
"I hear it but don't you see me trying to shoot the guy?" I responded.
"I see you are missing. Just use the cannon!" Izzy snapped.
"Do you know how much Canon balls cost? It's not worth it." I shot back.
Before I could shoot at him after stopping to reload, the sound of the cannon going off and the opposition character laying on the ground stunned me. I glanced at the Izzy screen but she was up in the bird nest.
"Nat, you are farming the mats for every shot!" I shouted.
"It's just one shot!" She said back.
"One shot is three iron and 50 gunpowder." I said with a tear rolling down my cheek.
"Oh, I didn't know." Nat replied.
"Damn, glad I didn't fire that shot." Izzy winced.
I grabbed the phone and answered it. "Yo, what's up?"
"We were just attacked by some kids in red. We have two injuries but it's nothing serious. What do you want to do about the group?" Arthur said.
I scratched my head, "we know where their base is?"
"No."
"Capture anybody alive?"
"Yeah, in the basement. You coming?"
"On the way."
I hung up and logged out below deck. Then I grabbed my coat and headed outside. Actually I stopped by Demi to see how the app was going.
I crept into the back area which was where the washer and dryer was. Turned into her room and it was a little messy. I kicked red lacy panties into the laundry basket and walked behind Demi whose head was bobbing as she typed fiercely.
She pulled off her headset and stretched in a tank top that allowed me to look down her cleavage. It was a pretty good view.
"I'm done with the basic structure. Just adding in things like trading other things on it. Message board and that job verification that you wanted. Should be able to push it out tomorrow but I need you to bring me a server stack. Maybe two. You have stores within the area that have them." She said as she handed me a sticky note with addresses on it.
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"Okay." I said and pocketed.
I decided to leave and go see what kind of imbecile attacked a base with walls and machine guns levied at them. I got in my cart and eased out of the inner circle. Driving past the framework of the store which was looking pretty good. It was almost a straight shot to the front gate. Past people tending to tomato gardens
I didn't have to guess which house Arthur was held up in. Two black suvs sat on the lawn, four men guarding. I pulled up and hopped off, heading straight in.
The sound of fist hitting meat could be heard and led me directly towards a backroom. Aka dungeon because they put blankets over the window.
"You don't have to talk. I'm fine with hitting a piece of shit like you." Arthur said as he levied another gut check.
The kid had some tattoos that smelled of fresh ink. The black skull gang. I read up on them on the forum. The leader was a guy from the city who made it out here. He led his group of survivors and took over a school. I don't think they had many bad reviews but I hardly paid attention to them.
"Hey. Hey! Hey!" I slowly got louder so Arthur could hear me over his own grunting.
"Oh, you made it. This guy won't talk but that's fine. We have all day." Arthur said as he grabbed a wet towel to wipe his hands.
"Umm, you might have all day but surely I don't. Izzy is cooking tonight and she just got off her period. So.. I can't play with you." I clarified his misunderstanding.
Arthur shot me a hurt look, "bros before hoes."
I gave him a pity smile. "Sorry, I'm addicted. Need my fix man but the good news is that I know about this lad." I grabbed his collar with a black skull tattoo on his neck. "This kid is from the black skull gang which is situated at the school. I don't think their boss was brave enough to fuck with us but they might have new leadership. You can pay them a visit and wreck their shit if you want. I gotta go get some server stacks."
Arthur scratched his head, "I'll put together a team and hit them in the morning so you can join."
"Alright." I said as we fist bump.
I turned around and started leaving.
"Guess we don't need you after all." Arthur said as the sound of a pistol clambering round.
"Wait, no. I can talk. I can tell you everything. Please man, I have a family…"
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I made it out of the house just in time to not get splashed by the brain. I jumped in my cart and drove to a couple computer stores that happen to be in my territory. It wasn't hard to find the server or pick up some bits and bobs. I packed up everything related and loaded them up. The second location was a little harder because they actually had a basement and it was a little disorganized packing that made it troublesome to get to.
The sound of gunfire came from near the gate area. But it was short bursts and then dead silence. No clap back at all. I ignored it as the people on duty weren't clowns.
I noticed that a lot of people were often outside near one of the houses with pools or playing some kind of game like bones or spades. Kids were still kids. They had fun no matter what and probably had more shit to get into.
I drove into the inner gate and waved at the old wives sitting on the porch bitching about their men. Right up to my porch which also had a bunch of women bitching. How did I know they were bitching? I'm not sure, let me get back to you on that.
"You need help dear?" Miss Mary said while not moving an inch from her rocking chair.
"No, no. I got it." I said as I made the boxes float behind me. I put a foot on the stair and leaned into the railing. "Why does it look like you ladies are up to no good?"
Tyler's wife rolled her eyes, "we are just enjoying the cool breeze."
"Uh-huh. I definitely believe you. Also, who is the lovely raven-haired lady." I said as I did a slow scan of these suspicious criminals.
When all the core people wives are located in one spot. Something bad was being cooked. I just needed a glance to tell.
"I'm Margaret and I'm one of the white coats as you called us that day." She held out her hand.
I shook it and gave her my izzy smile. "Nice to officially meet you. So why do you guys look like you are hatching a scheme?"
Tyler's wife snorted, "what scheme could we be plotting? We were just complaining about how you guys sex drive increased but we can't keep up."
Oh.
"Easy solution. Tell them you need a break. Izzy does it to me and I respectfully hold it in until she is ready. Even though she hinted at me sleeping around. I, as a man, feel it would be dishonorable and ruin what we built. After all, it takes two to be in a relationship." I said like I was an old wise monk.
Mary scoffed, "but that doesn't stop you from bringing all that pent up frustration to the day we cave. Which is the problem."
Oh..
Arthur's wife nodded, "Exactly. It's worse for me than them since Arthur slowly turned into another kind of species. His level of aggression in bed goes up another level. So how does your honor as man solve this problem?"
I scratched my head and was about to make a run for it but Izzy poked her head out the door.
"I agree with Lauryn. You are no longer the same species as us. We are just normal awakened women with supernatural men. It's time for you to be a little discreet but rub one off into another hoe before you get back to me." Izzt placed a hand on her hips like that was that.
I held up my hands and took a step back. "I hear what you are saying and I can talk with the guys about it to find an alternate way to suppress our wilder side without breaking our belief system that revolves around you ladies. Fair?"
"If it doesn't work?" Mary injected.
"Then we will spread our seeds in the name of the great sun God! Amen!" I clapped my hand and duck past Izzy before they started bringing up children.
I didn't spot Riley but I wasn't too concerned about her. I made a bee line directly for the only woman who spoke something other than nonsense, demi.
I knocked on the door and entered. Carrying the boxes down instead of letting them float. Gotta make it seem like I put in hard effort.
Demi was in a yoga pose in panties and tank top. She looked at me from below and I could have sworn her camel toe was thicker than two wet sponges.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Help me set it up." She unbent herself and began digging through the top box before I had settled it on the ground.
I tossed my jacket on her bed and we dug in. Rebuilding it according to her instructions which took all the way until dinner was ready. I grabbed my jacket and beat a hasty retreat. Food was a savior and we just didn't know it yet.
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