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Sadie plunked the line in the frigid water as the other team slept on she had yet to see them as her team scurried about chasing the daylight into existence. Renee and the rest of the crew had already pulled some food from their assigned territory and she claimed it was good as she passed by. The cans of tuna and instant soup would store well but the other containers remained a mystery to her still. Rally laughed and patted her arm pointing to the line. She watched it bob a few times before realizing she needed to reel it in. she gave it a jerk and reeled in her first fish of the day. Rally was on number two. The rubber worms were a good choice and the fish, strange looking silver finned things where rather large. Salt was easy to come by and so the fish could be salt cured and dried. Sadie watched as the other team loaded on their boat an hour after Renee and the crew headed back to get another load. A few containers had been tagged, but they were still looking, at least that was the word from Renee. No one said anything about sharing the food with the other team, they might have been against each other, but she refused to see another person starve. Chewing her lips as they drew closer her blue eyes flitted over the boat. The ski mask kept her skin safe from the cold wind that whipped over the water. Gaze sweeping over the members of the opposing team as they rode past. She wondered about them, where they came from, what was their story. She smiled to herself, but noticed Rallys frown. Perhaps it was because they were much bigger than them. Being smaller wasnt so bad, they were quick. Once the boat had passed Rally put on the ancient heavy gear and instructed her on how to work the oxygen tank to pump fresh air through the hose. A little while later Rally was ringing to be brought up. There was nothing much below the surface of the water so the duo headed inland to store the fish and grab their gear to tag on land. Sadie was thankful she didnt have to go under the water to get things. She changed quickly into her gear and met Rally at the boat hed kept the fish on a chain and hung them in the water to keep them cold. Renee was screaming orders and yelling at Terence again about sharing the food finds. She pointed at Sadie and Rally , Go find food! Rally went and got instructions while Sadie secured her ammo from the boat. Sadie followed Rally, the gun once again slung across her back, the cleats on her feet kept her from sliding as she trekked behind him. As they moved she saw they were following anothers foot prints. She pulled the gun around the front and secured her helmet in place as Rally signaled her, whatever Renee told him she didnt like it. if this was spying she didnt want a part of it. The large words printed on the side of the building would lead one to believe it was full of goodness. All she could see was darkness and an empty building. No sign of whoevers footprints theyd followed.
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The Timberwolves followed Sean's lead to the big sign. When they arrived something was amiss. The Costco sign that had been spotted was a billboard. It wasn't going to be that easy, after all. This meant food was going to be their newest priority and everything else would have to come second, especially the spoils of the containers. Sean wanted desperately to tag one of the containers, but Terence was not listening. Not after Sean had led them astray. Who in their right mind would make a sign for something that is miles away? Sean asked aloud. If I am looking for something I want to know where it is, not whether or not it exists. Terence ordered him back to the house. Dinner was going to be a meal of saltines and instant whatever-they-could-find. Nothing better than that it looked like, maybe worse. At least there was instant coffee, a small miracle, but apart from that there was nothing nearby. Some of the crew was going to have to go from house to house in search of food. If things got worse though, the crew would have to hunt. In the meantime, however, Terence was angry because of what he would have to do. He'd have to go over there and ask for help. Terence winced at the prospect. They would never hear the end of this.
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Seeing a group of their rivals had Sadie and Rally staying out of sight, retracing their steps she and Rally went back toward their crew, the food they were after wasnt here and so far the raids on what the rest of the crew had found was canned goods and instant food. Slowing in her walking Sadie took a good look around, people once walked these same steps in a past life and now here she stood. She heard a crunch behind her. The eye shield of her mask was up a quick flip of the wrist brought it down. Wide blue eyes latched on to the form of a male heading in their direction, Signaling Rally silently she slid into a hiding spot. They were spying, or at least trying to. Dammit, why the hell was Renee doing this? Sadie and Rally were put into danger, if this man saw them, though they could innocently say they saw the path and then saw the prints and turned back Sadie was a horrible liar. She followed Rally up the side of a snow bank to get out of sight. The guy behind them gaining ground fast seemed to not be really paying attention, which worked to their benefit now. Running along the top of the snow bank, she tried keeping up with Rally but fell back and slacked off. she moved slower and more assuredly along the edge watching the male curiously. So preoccupied, was she, that when the bank curved away she missed it and went tumbling down the side. Ahhhhh, she yelled. When she stopped rolling, she was dizzy, Rally was nowhere to be seen and that was because she was face down in the snow. This was ridiculous. Flipping to her back, she closed her eyes the pain in her shoulder informed her that it would be heavily bruised the next day, Graceful She mumbled to herself.
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Sean heard the thump and the rustling of a person falling ass over teakettle down a hill. Sean's immediate reaction was to chuckle, as people rolling down hills is one of the most amusing sights any human being can see. Upon the realization that he had never seen the person tumbling down the hill, however, his grin turned to an expression of concern and he ran to see who this person was. When he arrived he could make out all the telltale equipment of a collector. Naturally this was someone from the other crew, but she was new to him. She looked familiar, like all of the residents of Fairbanks, but she didn't strike him as someone he knew. Are you alright? That was quite the tumble you took there. Sean offered a hand, knowing it would be hard for her to accept it. Either way, he was the one who was going to be coming to beg for food later. That meant he might as well be friendly - at least until they had supplies of their own.
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Pulling off her helmet, she lay there, her auburn locks flared out over the snow. Her eyes were closed, she heard the crunch of feet in the icy crystalline powder but she just lay there. Sadie ignored the voice and tried to convince herself she hadnt made a fool of herself. Opening her blue eyes, she smiled at him and then laughed. She didnt think twice, slid her hand into his, and was grateful he pulled her to her feet. Watch that first step its a doozey. Shaking her head, she removed the snow from her hair before pulling it over one shoulder out of the way. She dusted off the snow before looking back up at him. Im fine, Im sure Ill be sore tomorrow but other than thoroughly embarrassed Im fine at the moment. She checked her gear. Everything was fine, silently she thanked god, the last thing she needed was Renee all over her ass about it. Sadie didnt see him as the enemy, sure that was something that the entire team wanted, but Sadie wasnt like that. Staying true to herself was a better way to deal with life. So you are what a Timberwolf looks like, she shrugged, not so scary. She thought he seemed nice and never expected him to offer her his hand. She turned and picked up her helmet. Thanks for helping me up This wasnt exactly a social scene and any contact between them could be seen as something more and the last thing she needed was to cast suspicion on herself being the new girl. Ill I will see you around. She began moving toward where her crew was currently scouring for food. She smiled at him again. Im Sadie, it was nice to meet you.
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Sean, and don't mention it. I mean... I wouldn't want to get you into trouble. Sean grinned back and hunkered down on his heels for a moment to simply watch her walk away. There were no females on the Timberwolves, one of the reasons they were so successful, really. No distractions and no fighting among the group to try and impress any women in the group. He watched her hip sway gently as she walked away. His expression was blank, but inside he grinned for a moment. Sean shook his head and made his way back to the camphouse. After searching some of the nearby houses he was able to find a few packets of Instant French Onion Soup and a few sleeves of saltines. With any luck their air-tight packages wouldn't have been tampered with and they'd have a semi-decent meal. At least it would be hot. He'd have another chance to redeem himself with Terence. It would be alright in the end. He made up dinner and called in the Timberwolves. Terence grumbled about having to try and partner with the Screechers, but for now they could stave off asking any favours if they didn't find food. Once the River froze they'd have lots of time to move stuff back across the ice. Sean thought about Sadie a couple times, wondering what her role with the screechers was. He also remembered the vision of those swaying hips, it took a swift backhand from Terence to bring him back to reality. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were lollygagging after some girl there Sean. If that gets us into trouble I will kill you just so I can bring you back to life so I can kill you twice. Remember that. Terence frowned at Sean.
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She fought the urge to look over her shoulder at him, Sean, she repeated to herself and thought about his green eyes as she walked away. Sadie didnt give her hips an extra swing either, though she wanted to. She secured her helmet to hide the huge smile on her face as she met up with Rally. Nothing was said about the Timberwolf and she was thankful, she hadnt a clue what Rally saw. Making her way to the boat with Rally she went back with him to open crates it was the current job she was given. Being the new girl, she was given the odd jobs. Her specialty was rebuilding and mechanics, so far shed rebuilt a boat and made sure all their vehicles were in working order. She loved getting greasy and didnt mind helping Rally cook. Renee wanted her to modify a wagon so when the lake froze over they could use one of the snowmobiles as an ice crawler she had all the parts ready to do just that when the time came. As she was tearing up crates to patch the wagon bed, she thought of Sean. She kept her eyes open for them as the Timberwolves passed she was on top of the piece making sure she had no holes or weak spots. Satisfied with her work she headed in to wash up and help Rally. She wondered if he was the cook, he and Rally headed back about the same time so she assumed. If Renee asked for a liaison between the two crews, she was half tempted to raise her hand and volunteer. However, when no one volunteered it was assigned to her anyway. She and Rally had all of the next day to inventory every bit of food they brought over so far and then she would put together a welcoming crate for them, a kind of peace offering. The tension between Renee and Terrence was strong and she didnt like it and hoped he wasnt the one shed have to deal with. After the quick dinner, she went back outside to work in the last bit of sunshine on her wagon. Tomorrow would be interesting, but until then she would work her ass off.
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Sean walked up the hill to take in the sunset in the West as is laid itself down to sleep again. He was far above the houses and could see his teammates scurrying about making sure everything was prepared for the next day when they would make their way to the container port. He saw the camp inhabited by the Screechers and caught himself thinking about Sadie for just a moment. She was the most welcome distraction he had ever encountered on a seeking expedition. He was surprised he hadn't seen more of her up in Fairbanks. Then again, there was no way for them to meet and they were likely on opposing missions and locations. He scanned the city-line in the orange waning light of the sun. The container port was easy since it was located nearly directly across from the houses. He noted a couple shopping centers in a less-industrial area and a grocery store. Things were already looking promising. He had to make up for his error or Terence would have him doing cooking duty for a week. Something he did not relish in the least. He looked down into the camp the screechers had made and saw Sadie, just for a moment, in the orange light she almost glowed. He hoped to see more of her in the future. Sean thought about the morning. At first light they were making for the container port. Hopefully they would beat the screechers there and find some good containers. It was sad, Sean thought, how they were both after the same things but they weren't working together. Perhaps that's something that would change, or perhaps he could talk Sadie into joining the Timberwolves. Seeker loyalty was common among all the groups and it was almost verboten to leave one group for another ... Still, it's nice to dream and to hope. Sean said to the evening breeze.
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Sadies blue eyes flipped open as a scuffling sound was heard outside her door. Quick as a flash she had her rifle in her hand and was creeping towards the door silently. Glancing at the solar clock next to her pallet, she knew it was much too early for Rally to be starting breakfast. Her door swung open and she instantly recognized his profile, relief flooded through her. Rally you nearly scared me to death, She whispered behind him. Renee put me on watch duty scared them Timberwolves were going to steal our food. Wanted to see if you wanted to do some inventory now and scout for more food early after fixing breakfast. Sadie nodded, Give me a minute to dress properly then Ill meet you in the basement. I think a pot of oatmeal and coffee ought to get them by in the morning so we can hit the road. I think the cook for the other team might work with us better than the leader. I figure about lunch time we can go over and introduce ourselves, if you want. The man nodded and shifted before moving away to let her dress. Sadie watched the door close and changed quickly silently she hoped that Sean was the cook. At least then, shed have a reason to talk with him. By the time the sun was up everything was counted, they had many things, nothing fresh but still everything was usable. If there were small amounts of things they were grouped with others, like odd balls of soups could be mixed and canned meats and beans could be combined to make chili or stew. Rally made her a list of what to gather for their neighbors and then went to make breakfast. Sadie set it off to the side and then joined Rally. The duo ate quickly and left. Rally had done some scouting of his own and had seen the little clusters of communities. Together they would scour the stores and homes in these little places to see what could be found. With winter approaching, they would set up a drying station to preserve some of their catches from hunting. Sadie was excited for the build and to get out in the fresh air for hunting as well. It had been some time but she knew it wasnt something one could truly forget. She loaded up her gear, an axe, her gun, ammunition, a map snow spikes and flares in case they were trapped. Renee wished them well and they were off. The morning air was crisp and the rainbow of colors from the rising sun painted the sky like a masterpiece. Sadie smiled and flipped her sun shield into place. Getting away from the competition part of it all was perfect for her.
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Sean made his way to the dock just before daybreak. The light was hovering behind the hills threatening to illuminate the waters any second from now. They had the boats out on the water, ready to make their way to identify a few of their allotted 10 containers. He had an idea of what he was looking for. Familiar logos, brands, locations and the like. He knew that they would have to find a location that had food and other goods, but the containers were today's first priority. Once they had a couple set aside marked for the Timberwolves. They crossed the water as soon as light came pouring over the hills. He was certain that the Screechers had already left or at least were right behind them for the big push to the container port. There were many containers that were still available. Some were up on dry land. Those would be the first ones that were marked. It was easy to mark them and they did not have to find a way to get them out of the frigid waters of the river. The ones that were submerged would take some time to both mark and extract. With a little luck the crane might be able to be salvaged, but there were no guarantees. Not to mention the probability that many of the containers would be flooded with brackish water for the last several hundred years. Sean wandered through the containers. As the boat shut off he could hear the whirring noise of another motor not far off. He knew the Screechers were nearby. It didn't matter. They'd all be fine in picking containers. It was a matter of getting the ones that no-one else was interested in. He wandered through the containers. Many were bent by the flooding of the beaches. Others had been opened and looted long, long ago. There were a few though, that he was interested in up on the hill. He wandered through, in between some of the containers. He had an almost 6th sense for the contents and knowing if they were good or not. He looked around looking for a variety of emblems when he saw it. There were decals on this container he recognized. Brand-names that he had come to know and were dear to his heart. Yamaha, Honda, Husquevarna. All of these meant motors, parts for things run by motors and perhaps even motorbikes or quads. He grinned and pulled out a canister of red paint. He sprayed the emblem of the Timberwolves - a big, red moon with the outline of a crudely drawn wolf. He put the canister back in his pack, but was surprised when he could still hear the sound of paint being sprayed. He checked his pack and noticed the lid on the spray paint. He could still hear the unmistakable rattle of a spray-can and the hiss of paint from the nozzle. He winced, walking around the side of the container, hoping to see another Timberwolf.
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Sadie was confused when Rally turned back they werent even a mile out yet when it happened. He simply pointed and showed her their boat wasnt moving. With a groan she hopped off the back when they were close enough she pulled off the thick fleece and pulled up her jump suit and zipped it into place and got to work, it took her five minutes but Renee made her go tag with the team in case it happened again. She slid the helmet into place and waved at Rally as he headed off alone. Blue eyes watched the Timberwolves unload on shore and scrambled. Shed seen one container that held her interest. Being the mechanic, she was familiar with certain brand names. She took the pack from Renee, can of yellow paint and a flare gun just in case. She snapped her helmet into place and began the trek. She lost her bearings and by the time, she got to the container her paint jammed midway through. She heard someone else spraying nearby and prayed it was behind her. Removing the glove, she gave it a good shake and sprayed across the front of her jumpsuit. FUCK! She cursed and turned the can finishing of the fancy O with a beak and claw. She tossed the can to the ground and removed her helmet. Grabbing a handful of snow, she began rubbing it over the spritz on her shield. Sadie! What the HELL?!?! Renees voice made her cringe. The nozzle jammed and when I tried to fix it got me, Sadie watched as Renee looked over the container before walking away. She heard the crunch of snow before Renee had approached. She is gone Lifting her blue eyes up from her work on her helmet up to the person, she smiled up at him softly. Her hair was back in a braid and her cheek had a smudge of grease on it, not that she cared. She leaned her head back and laughed. You seem to find me at the worst moments possible. She shook her head and looked at her tag. Let me guess you tagged the other side? She grimaced and lifted her helmet up. Parts, motors, basically a mechanics dream container. I can imagine the wonderful things I can build. her smile was dream-like as she thought about the possibilities in the container. Sighing she shook her head, What do we do if both tag a container at the same time? She wouldnt mind sharing she could be fair and thought he could be too. Involving either leader would be a bad idea. Her eyes flitted over his face as she waited for an answer.
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Sean was dumbfounded. It was her, again. Sadie. She was there in front of him - in the flesh. It hadn't even been 24 hours since he last saw her and she was before him again. He smiled at the smudge on her pretty face and the braid of hair that sat at the back of her neck. He was happy to see her again. Seeing her again, though, also meant trouble. How in the world did something like this happen? They didn't hear each other and neither one knew the other was there until it was too late. Shit. This can't be good. What are we going to do? We can't tell our leaders, but when we go to clean out the contents there will be a big fight over who gets the spoils. I can tell you right now Terence will lose it when he discovers that there are two tags on the same container. Sean sighed. He wanted to say I sprayed it first, but thought better of it. There was no need to fight. The lot was full of containers. They hadn't even opened the container yet. Maybe it was empty, or perhaps full of nothing but decayed metal, plastic and seawater. Then they could call it all off. Well, only one thing for it. Sean went back to the craft for a torch, a pry-bar and a hammer. He screwed on the burner attachment onto the propane tank and turned the dial. After applying a spark the torch glowed from orange to a narrow, blue flame. He pointed it at the lock, watching it begin to glow to orange. That should be about right. Sean said before bringing down the maul hammer onto the lock. After three strikes the lock fell to the ground leaving a glowing, red half-ring through the latch. He brushed it aside with the hammer and slid the prybar into the door-frame. He pushed on the bar until the seal popped with a tell-tale whisper of air. It had been sealed well, whatever was in there. He pulled the door opened, revealing the contents. There were crates that sat stacked one upon another. The same emblems on the outside of the container were on many of the crates inside the container. He could smell the musky scent of mineral oil, which must have been coating some items to ensure they didn't rust as they came over the ocean. There were several symbols that he did not recognize, like letters from another language. Some of the crates on the bottom had a minimal amount of water damage, causing the wood to rot away from the base. At least those would be easy. I opened the container. You pick the first thing to open. Sean said, handing over the pry-bar. I hope this isn't going to land us in any hot water.