Thread: Sniper Canyon ( rose_and_raven and wiki234  )

The front had gathered its energy in gulf of Seld- a shallow sea that was so polluted from mine run off that it no longer supported life- then moved northwest, striking the cost line. Once over land, the front was forced to rise above the mountains. By the time it descended into the vast open desert all the moisture had been wrung from it. The front was now bone dry. No clouds or rain marked its arrival. All that remained of the front was an enormous energy differential between the hundred -degree air mass over the desert and the sixty-five degree air mass of the front. All this energy manifested itself into wind. As it sped along the desert the front became visible as a mile-high wall of orange-yellow dust. It bore down across the land with the speed of an express train, carrying shredded tumble-weeds, rusted barbed wire, silt and powdered salt it had picked up from a salt pan as well as cutting shards of gravel, small stones and sand. Such storms were rare enough to occur only once every few years, had all the power to blow off roofs, strip the paint from a Titan, and suffocate anything unfortunate enough to be caught in it as well as bury small structures. The storm slammed into the mouth of the canyon then continued down it, scouring everything in its path. How do you plan on surviving out there. Your Titan is a cripple and you know nothing about the Maze or were water is located or anything. You wont stand a chance. Kanoni ground out. She ran one hand over her face, tried. The girl wouldn't stand a chance. In good conscious she couldn't allow the other wander the desert and become another dried out corpse among the many that littered the massive desert. Something tells me that I am going to regret this latter. ignoring the dull throb in her chest she walked to the other pilot. Keeping a close eye on the injured Ronin she knelt and pulled a large hypo from a pouch attached to her thigh then jabbed it into the other pilots leg. Don't make me regret it kid. The sound drew her away from the young pilot, a low dull roar of whispers that grew louder by the moment. The second she realized what it was fear sized her chest, constricting it. Small dust storms were common and rarely did much damage, the large ones were thankfully very rare and she had encountered one only once in the year plus she had been visiting the planet. It had caught them in the open while being chased by a pair of heavy Titans. Uso, being lighter, easily outdistanced them and the sand storm and had taken cover behind some rusted ruins of what may have been a drop ship. The other two Titans hadn't been so lucky. Once the storm had cleared and Uso was preoccupied with getting the fine dust and sand out of his vents, she had ventured out into the open. The area had been scoured clean of any plant life. The two Titans had been half buried by the sand. Likely suffocated by all the sand and dust that had been pulled into their vents. She stood abruptly and looked through the large hole in hull. A massive wall of yellow swirling sand sped by the opening forcing her to throw an arm up to protect herself from the fine grit and sand as she stepped away from the hole. Looks like we are stuck in here for a while.