Rifts - DMH - Camp Union

[Icy_Drake]

"Who is it!" Megana calls out as she slowly gets up and head to the door.

[Chaser1]

There's a knocking at the door. The shadows under the door show only one pair of feet. "Who is it?" Megana calls out as she slowly heads to the door.

"Oh, for goodness sake, just open the door!" Dusty calls out, "Wait... are you decent?"

[artistic-witch]

Vi wakes up rattled," what the fuck was that!?!?!?!"
Hearing dusty at the door vi sends a tendril under the door and shocks the old man ," let us wake up and get dressed fucker!"

[Icy_Drake]

"He hasnt entered you dumbass you didnt need to shock him!" Megana growls as she quickly get dressed and get her armor and fur gear on too and opens the door a slight abit* "mornin dusty....tell me your night was better than ours..."

[Chaser1]

Vi finally pulls herself together... well, as together as someone can be after psychic nonsense and realistic nightmares. “What the fuck was that?” she blurts, already summoning a tiny ectoplasmic noodle of a tendril that wiggles toward the door like it’s late for work. “Let us wake up and get dressed, fucker!”

Megana snaps back without missing a beat. “He hasn’t even come in yet, you dumb ass! You're shocking the wrong guy!” She’s already halfway into her clothes, wrestling into armor and fur layers like she’s speed‑running a winter survival challenge. She yanks the door open as both she and Vi freeze when they see Dusty standing there fully armored, completely protected by any potential zapping. “Mornin’, Dusty,” Megana says, trying to sound normal. “Please tell me your night was better than ours…”

A blast of cold air slams into the room like the wind itself is judging them. Snow swirls in. Vi immediately burrito‑wraps herself in the blankets, hiding like a cryptid avoiding paparazzi. At this point, she should be used to being around Dusty and Megana after living in an APC together, but nope, today is not that day. Her ectoplasmic prank fizzles out as Dusty politely looks anywhere except at the half‑dressed disaster in front of him.

“I meant both of you,” he mutters, still staring at the wall like it’s the most fascinating thing he’s ever seen.

He steps inside, keeping his back turned like a gentleman who’s also terrified of being sued. “The tribe’s gonna let us try firin' up the APC again. If it works, it oughta hold half the tribe. We could haul the warriors to better hunting grounds and still survive.” He clears his throat, still refusing to look at them. “So… uh… what do you think?”

[artistic-witch]

Vi rolls over looking at both megana and dusty ," so u wonna tell the old man what the fuck happened ?? If I see that fucking dog boy ......"

[Icy_Drake]

"Later once we are dressed....yes lets give it a try" Megana grumbles

[Chaser1]

Vi rolls over looking at both of them, "So, you wanna tell the old man what the fuck happened? If I see that fucking dog boy..."

"Later once we are dressed... Yes, let's give it a try." Meg grumps.

"Tell me what?" Dusty inquires, almost turning around, but deciding against it.

[artistic-witch]

Vi looks at dusty with a pisted off look," you gonna tell me you didn't see a fucking atomic bomb cloud earlier !!!!!!"
Vi continues to get dressed and puts her armor on then the fur over the armor .

[Icy_Drake]

"Vi that was only us...." she spoke quietly