Where Legal Eagles Dare: An Opco Boone Adventure: Difference between revisions

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{{a|opcoboone|}}{{smallcaps|As a blood-red sun}} dipped to the rim of the world, they watched the procession thunder across the desert, a mile below. An eighteen-wheeler Double-O battle-truck, flanked by a pair of [[COO]] picket-class gunships, hurtled along a dirt track that snaked away for ten flat miles through desiccated scrubland to the Settlement.  
{{a|opcoboone|}}{{smallcaps|As a blood-red sun}} dipped to the rim of the world, they watched the procession thunder across the desert, a mile below. An eighteen-wheeler Double-O battle-truck, flanked by a pair of [[COO]] picket-class gunships, hurtled along a dirt track that snaked away for ten flat miles through desiccated scrubland to the Settlement.  


They were closing in.
<div style="text-indent: 20px; margin: 0; padding:0;">They were closing in.


<div style="text-indent: 20px; margin: 0; padding:0;">The three watchers stood on an arête, 4,000 metres above the plain. The tallest of them was shrouded in a billowing canopy. The outriders either side of him straddled idling dirt bikes.  
The three watchers stood on an arête, 4,000 metres above the plain. The tallest of them was shrouded in a billowing canopy. The outriders either side of him straddled idling dirt bikes.  


They took it all in. They scanned the Settlement. Aside from a curlicue of smoke drifting up from the central [[boilerplate]] processing complex, all was quiet. The seven gaunt baffle-towers that ringed the citadel remained dark.  
They took it all in. They scanned the Settlement. Aside from a curlicue of smoke drifting up from the central [[boilerplate]] processing complex, all was quiet. The seven gaunt baffle-towers that ringed the citadel remained dark.