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A work in progress that's been coming together in my spare time over the last few days, relating to my hobby: writing a story about space bunnies (and other people). I'm going out of town for a while and will work on this more in my spare time when I get back home, along with commissions and comics and everything ohgod.
Also, nb4 comments about Cat Shit One forever until I die.
Also, nb4 comments about Cat Shit One forever until I die.
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“Ben,” the brown and white rabbit said as he turned to look at his partner, “is there another road to the south?” He had to nearly shout to be heard over the truck’s equally powerful and loud engine, despite their comm gear. Dust swirled around the two rabbits as they sat on the truck’s roof, kicked up by the convoy’s vehicles.
The white rabbit replied loudly over the trucks’ rumbling engines without turning around. “No. This is the only vehicle-capable road within twenty klicks. Why do you ask, Val?”
“Oh,” Val said, nonchalantly, “I only ask ‘cause there is a dust cloud running parallel with us, off to the south,” he said, gesturing with a wave of his hand, “Seems odd, is all.”
Ben turned quickly, forgetting the truck’s lurching and bouncing, and nearly fell. Cursing quietly, he brought up his binoculars. Ben kicked up the magnification and his quiet curses became much more vicious. Sure enough there was a solid column of kicked-up sand running right along with them, as little as 15 kilometers away according to the rangefinder on the binocs.
The two rabbits locked eyes for a few silent moments, swaying as the truck rolled over a rough patch of road, before Val spoke, “We have to turn south to get through the valley, don’t we?” Ben just nodded woodenly, anger brewing behind his eyes. “And whoever is over there is going to get to the valley well ahead of us, aren’t they?” Ben’s jaw clenched as he nodded again.
Val rubbed his chin thoughtfully for a moment as Ben turned back to the dust cloud. Then in his usual, cheerful voice Val said, “Well, it seems were going to get it sideways when we hit that valley.” He stood up carefully and clapped his friend on the shoulder as he continued to watch the cloud, “I hope to hell you’ve got a plan for this.”
The white rabbit replied loudly over the trucks’ rumbling engines without turning around. “No. This is the only vehicle-capable road within twenty klicks. Why do you ask, Val?”
“Oh,” Val said, nonchalantly, “I only ask ‘cause there is a dust cloud running parallel with us, off to the south,” he said, gesturing with a wave of his hand, “Seems odd, is all.”
Ben turned quickly, forgetting the truck’s lurching and bouncing, and nearly fell. Cursing quietly, he brought up his binoculars. Ben kicked up the magnification and his quiet curses became much more vicious. Sure enough there was a solid column of kicked-up sand running right along with them, as little as 15 kilometers away according to the rangefinder on the binocs.
The two rabbits locked eyes for a few silent moments, swaying as the truck rolled over a rough patch of road, before Val spoke, “We have to turn south to get through the valley, don’t we?” Ben just nodded woodenly, anger brewing behind his eyes. “And whoever is over there is going to get to the valley well ahead of us, aren’t they?” Ben’s jaw clenched as he nodded again.
Val rubbed his chin thoughtfully for a moment as Ben turned back to the dust cloud. Then in his usual, cheerful voice Val said, “Well, it seems were going to get it sideways when we hit that valley.” He stood up carefully and clapped his friend on the shoulder as he continued to watch the cloud, “I hope to hell you’ve got a plan for this.”
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