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

"It would be best to find a water source soon," Xie told the others. "I've been trained to live without water, but in this hate, my estimate as to how long I will last may be off. I'd rather not pass out in this heat if it's all the same to you."

She cracked a smile at the electric squirrel's commentary and patted him on the head with her hand.

"Says the man now covered in fur," She smiled. "I imagined that would be hotter than what I am wearing currently."

"The desert b-breezes feel a little stronger w-when you're smaller," Martin replied to Xie. "But... heat is heat, I guess."

Martin felt he pretty much had it. His speech was almost perfect now.

As they walked on, Martin could see Xie wasn't fairing too well with the lack of water and shade. The ruined buildings they saw before were long gone and Rustwall City was now far behind them. They were definitely past the point of no return now. Trying to turn back to Rustwall would only leave them without resources on the return trip.

In time, however, they came upon the settlement of Prospect Junction itself, but the afternoon sun was still up. It was still too early to consider a strike, but at least the heat was dying down as the sun began to set behind the landscape.

"There it is..." Martin remarked, looking at the settlement of Prospect Junction in the distance. "We should probably pick out a m-meeting spot to hide in case we get into trouble. I... I hate to say this, but we're going to have to find these raiders and kill them as they sleep. Though I imagine they probably have sentries posted at night."

Martin wasn't sure how well-trained Xie was in assassination, but he felt she was definitely going to have to make full use of whatever skills she had and hold nothing back. Meanwhile, in Martin's case, he was going to have to use his electric attack skills like the discharge used in an electric chair.

This was definitely not going to be an easy task.