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Gargoyle Bucky
The convoy has long since moved on. The asset had no desire to move on with it.
He kept the old army Jeep that he'd had the keys to. It still gets radio signals from the convoy sometimes, or from other buildings he passes. He doesn't mind that. It reminds him that there are other living, thinking things in this country that he might hurt if he got too close to them.
He's modified the Jeep, added some actual walls to protect the thin canvas that had already been there. Turned the back into a nest of different kinds of fabric, to use as a bed. He's gotten used to the wings, and the tail, and the horns.
He's learned how to hunt some of the local monsters. He's found sources of clean water. He's gotten very good at climbing, waiting, ambusing, and diving down onto his prey. Most of the time he even cooks it.
Supplies are still a thing, and he stops at buildings often. Sometimes he has to fight monsters there. Sometimes he has to chase away scavengers. Sometimes the metal statues come to life and he has to kill them. It's fine. He's capable of it.
This is the first time he's found an actual person. He stands in the doorway of the garage and stares at the person in consternation.
He kept the old army Jeep that he'd had the keys to. It still gets radio signals from the convoy sometimes, or from other buildings he passes. He doesn't mind that. It reminds him that there are other living, thinking things in this country that he might hurt if he got too close to them.
He's modified the Jeep, added some actual walls to protect the thin canvas that had already been there. Turned the back into a nest of different kinds of fabric, to use as a bed. He's gotten used to the wings, and the tail, and the horns.
He's learned how to hunt some of the local monsters. He's found sources of clean water. He's gotten very good at climbing, waiting, ambusing, and diving down onto his prey. Most of the time he even cooks it.
Supplies are still a thing, and he stops at buildings often. Sometimes he has to fight monsters there. Sometimes he has to chase away scavengers. Sometimes the metal statues come to life and he has to kill them. It's fine. He's capable of it.
This is the first time he's found an actual person. He stands in the doorway of the garage and stares at the person in consternation.