"we have no need to make camp... we are almost home"

OOC: ill make the next post about where they are headed later tonight

*the odd group approached what simply appeared to be a small, rocky mound in the middle of nowhere, an odd result of erosion, something that would be easily ignored and passed by, but the man simply walked over to a small indent on the rocky hill, and pressed it in, and a small hole, barely large enough for a man to fit through, opened in the sand* "it is not as... luxurious as one might imagine, but it has kept us safe in these trying times, please, enter, and relax yourself, you are safe now" *he said indicating the hole, which appeared to have a small ladder going down, the first room was rather small, with an old, dirty couch, a worn out chair, and a small tv screen with wires running up into the roof and up to the surface, it was all very cramped together in that room, there was a small hole behind it which led to what he referred to as the "bedroom", it was literally a pile of old, dirty, loose blankets just strewn about the small little room, on his way back out from the "bedroom" he bumped into the tv screen* "ohh damn it... i hit that thing almost everyday.... so cramped in here, but we live with what we have, yes?" *he said picking the old tv back up and placing it right side up (think one of those old box shaped tv's, but kinda small)

"now please someone gently lower our friend down from up there, we can place him in my lab so we can keep watch on him" *the "lab" he referenced was another small tunnel leading off from the main room, it contained what appeared to be an odd chemistry set, and a table somewhat the length of a man lying on his back, the table dominated the enclosed space, with barely room to reach the chemistry set*

"set him on the table if you will, and try not to leave anything of yours outside, it gets terribly cold at night" *he said as the light from the sun was beginning to dwindle*

OOC So... what now? Who was carrying that poor sod anyways?

OOC: up to you guys who moves him, and the guns dealer guy had him on a donkey/pony/whatever it was

OOC Well, since nobody else would appear to be alive (or checking their watched threads for alerts), Ian will take care of it... even though it doesn't really match his personality. Meh, I'll do my best to make this work.

Ian picks up the man's body and carefully sets him on the table, looking at him and then the Arab for a few moments before turning to exit the room without a word.

Alicia, after setting her scrap rifle aside in the common room, goes to help the man putting the other man in the Lab. She then leaves, wordless.

"thank you, i will tend to him, you all make yourselves comfortable and hit that switch on the wall once you are all in, it shuts the hatch" *he said indicating a small, circular hump in the wall of the main room, as he began to take the armor and radiation suit off of the man*

OOC: you guys do whatever you want, test his tv, talk to other characters, go to sleep, whatever

and no one is probably responding as it is 3:00 in the morning, and on that note, im going to sleep

Alicia heads to the chair, after picking up her scrap rifle and does some maintenance.

Edit, oh slow on the draw.

Jalal, see to the striken.

*Jalal carries the irradiated, Tsubdia follows near behind*

The weary travelers give thanks for your gracious offer of shelter, but may ask where to water the horses?

After double-checking that everyone was inside, Ian walked over to the switch and hit it, sealing the bunker for the night, after which he leaned against a corner and simply stood there, seemingly avoiding the rest of the group.