Editing Vekscapades (section)

==1  :---man, this needs a ton of editing best do it oh the comp==
The engine of the F250 supercrew roared quietly.   The truck had clearly seen better days as had the airstream flying cloud it pulled.  Not decrepit, just lived in, as they mostly had. They were tough then the looked. Twin linked anti-tank guns forward. Machine guns left and right. courtesy of his auto dueling empire.

The city was a suburb outside Washington,DC  It wasn't Kansas City but then what was.  He had scouted the place and it was almost perfect.  No mob ties but it still had its appeal. 

1974, a year out of a 4 year Vietnam tour, the three of them, in the Corp spent traveling made him ready to relax.  It had been hard to recover from his time in Azcala and he doubted he ever really would.  There had been a girl.  But this place would do.

Pulling into the parking lot he looked over the setting.  Up by the street was a stripmall of shops and businesses.  Restaurants, and the like.  They all shared about half of the huge parking lot that spanned space behind them.  Perceiving the businesses had the room to do business but the lot went deep into unused dirt space.  Then two rail lines that were guarded by chain link fences.

He pulled his truck and trailer up near the fence.  He extended the back side canvas.  He walked around checking tires till he was sure he had no watchers.  He pulled a couple hoses from storage.  Leaping over the fence and went to the tiny maintenance building.

Looking over the building it showed signs of neglect.  It looked unused for a decade..   He stuck the black hose into a sewage plug.  Magically adjusting the fixture.  He magically cleared the water faucet and attached the garden hose to it.

Making sure the commode worked, just in case some fellow traveler tried to use it.  Securing the hoses under the fence he  hopped  the fence and secured the hoses to his trailer.  

After pumping out the black and gray water and refilling the white tank he he went inside and cast Area Clean. He pulled a large hoagie from the fridge and ate it while watching the evening news.  Firmly encamped he slept for 48 hours the kind of sleep sorcerers sleep.

Waking under a mild rain he raised the canvas awning on the front side of the trailer.
Stepping out he set up a couple chairs and a table.   Sitting and lighting  a cigarette he relaxed for a couple hours to watch the morning traffic.

Some time in the morning the trailer door opened and a large orange maincoon cat came out and took a chair besides the sorcerer.  He too looks over the new neighborhood
"Not bad. Vek. It's full of rats.  Couple Tina Cats too.