Martin Vickers
Pachirisu
Prospect Junction Outskirts
Affected RPers: @Noblejanobii @Awasfriend @AWA1997


After running back to the compound, Martin decided if he was going to do this, he needed to strike as many raiders at once as he could. His main concern was how it would be unprovoked. It wasn't natural for a Pachirisu to randomly target raiders for no reason. If he did this, it would make it obvious he would belong to a trainer and he was following their orders. He didn't want that to be traced back to Xie and make it result in a search party to go after her.

He decided if he was going to do this right, he needed to act like a normal, wild Pachirisu. And what would a normal Pachirisu do in the wild? Steal food. Food was scarce, hunger was as common as breathing, and a wild Pachirisu would constantly need to be on the lookout for food all the time if they wanted to survive He figured if he nibbled on what the raiders had to eat and allowed himself to get caught in the act, they'd try to go after him and naturally, as any other wild Pachirisu would try to do, use electric attacks to defend himself.

He decided to head toward the area where the raiders were keeping their food supplies. Compared to the vault life that Martin was more accustomed to, it was a highly unsanitary place with food that was stale and barely preserved after all these years, but it was the nature of things out in the wasteland. Among the ruined cabinets with old dishes, rusty utensils, and splintering furniture, he found the broken refrigerator. It was like a giant truck to him now, but he pushed the door open with all his might and climbed the shelves to see what was available.

The raiders didn't have much, but he figured munching on the potato crisps would not only feed him for a while but also do the job he was hoping they would do. Martin also took note that the raiders had a lot of alcohol on the lower shelves. If they were prone to drinking a lot, it would definitely work in their favor.

Crisp after crisp, Martin managed to get quite a good meal in even though he was hoping to be caught on purpose. He was actually starting to feel full and needed to slow down to be caught in the act. But before long, eventually an ugly, punkish female raider came along in tattered black leather with a magnum revolver by her side. Martin turned around with his cheeks stuffed, realizing he had finally gotten caught in the act.

"You little rotten, pissing prick," the raider snarled, reaching for her magnum.

Martin quickly dashed out of the way before she fired, causing a magnum round to rip through several bottles of water that were held in the fridge storage. He fled away just as another shot tore a massive hole in the door. Martin was glad to be a smaller squirrel now, because a shot like that would easily kill a human if it landed.

The shots were loud and suddenly other raiders were alerted. It he played this right, Martin had enough of a distraction for Xie to work with.

"What the hell are you shooting at, you stupid b***h!?" another raider shouted at her.

"That fat motherf***er right there!" the female raider shouted at him, aiming at Martin again. "I can't hit that fat bastard so help me kill him!"

She fired again, just narrowly missing his tail, only to strike the back metal wall instead to leave yet another hole. Eventually, more and more raiders were showing up, thinking they were being attacked when really it was only to deal with a thieving squirrel. Right now, they had no indication Xie or Taylor were even out there, so Martin was hoping they were using it to their advantage.