Hunter of the Wastes || Closed
It was a dark night, the sky heavy with the promise or torrential rain. There was no one in sight, and nothing to be heard save for a few pops in the distance. Kneeling on a outcrop of rock, Seras paused to identify the sound. After a few moments of deliberation, she determined that it was gunshots that she was hearing and she decided to investigate.
Hopping lithely from her perch, she deftly grasped her Harkonnen and started jogging in the general direction of the noise. A few hundred feet from her destination she saw a man- surrounded by ghouls. Swearing softly under her breath, she ran faster; shooting a few ghouls here and there as she did to try and help him as best she could.
"Are you alright? Who are you?"
She was unable to make out any features of the man, other than he was very muscular as well as adept at fighting. Frowning, she quickly dropped her gun to pick up later, deciding that dispatching them with her hands would save a civilian casualty.
