[She can only barely hear the doors click unlocked from where she is, and only just see it, but she does and it makes her approach warier, but a little faster. Whoever's inside - which is the less stupid thought, and she's kicking herself for not having it first - better not be dangerous, or they're about to have an even worse day.
Worse than they were already having, which, given the kind of days the Port seems to prefer, might be difficult.
She comes around to the driver's side, darting across the front carefully in case the driver decides to gun it, and comes up slowly.]
Hello?
[When nobody answers, she comes up the step, only to find the cab empty. So... that's a thing. Time to go inside and poke around and even look in the back and find nobody, and come to one conclusion.
Mary c a r e f u l l y comes up to the front and lays a hand above the headlight, next to the enormous grill (but not on it, in case that's its face or something), feeling incredibly silly.]
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Worse than they were already having, which, given the kind of days the Port seems to prefer, might be difficult.
She comes around to the driver's side, darting across the front carefully in case the driver decides to gun it, and comes up slowly.]
Hello?
[When nobody answers, she comes up the step, only to find the cab empty. So... that's a thing. Time to go inside and poke around and even look in the back and find nobody, and come to one conclusion.
Mary c a r e f u l l y comes up to the front and lays a hand above the headlight, next to the enormous grill (but not on it, in case that's its face or something), feeling incredibly silly.]
Hello? Uh... truck?