We made it into California, someone shot an RPG at us, and we scattered like startled cats....No lie.

 I'm currently in Tahoe at my brother's cabin.... the key still works so I'm assuming it's still his, and the jeep in the garage is the same as his so, yeah.


Anyway, four days ago we finally made it through the inspection checkpoint after three hours of being detained while they took out statements and made radio calls. We got a warning that we'd be passing through Jeffersonian held territory, and were just passing Truckee we thought we were home free till we saw a smoking wreck on the roadway.

At first we were going to stop but it seemed a bit.... suspicious.  So we slowed the truck a bit, rolled by and were about to stop when the person that had been on the ground jumped up yelled something to the effect of "JEFFERSON WILL ALWAYS BE FREE" and then pulled an anti tank missile from the trunk of the car and fired it at us, thankfully it went WAY high. So we floored it, with Doyel and Scott leaning out of the trailer taking potshots at the guy and hopefully deter him from taking another shot and everyone missed the log that got rolled down the hill at us.

The next thing I remember is that Eivan and I are stumbling through the woods near there, I turned around and the truck was on fire and the trailer faring about the same, and the sound of gunfire. I kinda saw Axel and Doyel running up the north embankment of the highway with Wade and Axel firing at someone or something west along the road. Couldn't see anyone else, could hear Leishey and Vae yelling to split up with our rally point being Folsom.

...I hope he means the lake and not the prison.

Anyway a grassfire caught up with us, Eivan and I got separated because of it and it took me a day to sneak my way around Truckee/Tahoe to my brother's cabin, thankfully without having to shoot anyone.

Anyway it seems that Truckee and the surrounding areas out to Donner pass are Jefferson areas... wish we'd known they were that crazy sort to shoot rpgs at passing vehicles. Anyway their "constables" have been doing patrols looking for "some black ops type folks from The CR"... thankfully I grew up in a small and off kilter town and have managed to keep a low profile and talk the talk, even if my face is new. It also helps I by a small miracle had grabbed my day pack and had a spare set of clothes that wasn't stained blue/black with ash in it.


Yesterday I went back to the attack site, the truck and trailer got  pushed off to the side of the road, nothing worth my time was there beyond a melted mess of battery ore, a burnt up M4 and the charred remains of the laptop (yay tablet sized pocket in my pack holding said tablet). No corpses though and I haven't heard anything about anyone being caught so I think we all made it out alright.

I hope my brother understands that I need to borrow the jeep though. I also hope it'll run properly since lord knows how long it's sat. At least two years?