After Jon's last shot and the firing seems to have stopped, TAB sheaths both weapons, taking hold of Jon and hauling away from the line of the door.  Looking over Jon for wounds, TAB finds the left forearm gunshot wound.  TAB removes his first aid kit from his molly webbing and proceeds to Jon's wounds. Talking in clear voice but not yelling TAB starts talking to Jon and Rob.

"Rob talk to me man how are you in there?"

Switching to Jon

"Hey man, looks like you got off lucky you have one wound to your arm here.  I will do my best to patch yeah up but I am not making any promises, this will most likely be temp till Laney can help out."

As TAB is dressing Jon's he keeps an eye out for movement or noises of anyone approaching.


[Private to Darkside Trooper: 20:31, Today: Secret Roll: Tiberus Asimov Blackiron rolled 76 using 1d100 with rolls of 76.  First Aid. Fail
20:35, Today: Secret Roll: Tiberus Asimov Blackiron rolled 16 using 1d20 with rolls of 16.  Perception check.]

In reply to Tiberus Asimov Blackiron (msg # 35):

"Hereee.... I've been hit." He was finding it hard to inhale, so it sounded like he was puffing or was it fear. J.P knew they were alone having dispatched the last shooter. "He got my arm." Raising himself into a sitting postion he lets Tab look at his forearm.

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Rob rolls up onto his hands and knees struggling to draw breathe. Coughing and sputtering he croaks out first softly then loud enough to be heard.

"I ain't dead... fuck me."

Rob stands on unsteady legs, pulls out his bayonet and stumbles towards the captive women doing his best to avoid looking at the dead one. He falls to his knees by the first one and begins cutting them free. Provided none of them do anything hysterical involving him he will move around to check on the assholes who just played out the shootout at the O.K. Corral with them to ensure they are deceased. Any of them that have intact heads he will forcefully stab the bayonet throught their eyeball into their brain and give it a twist for good measure. He slings his M-16 and picks up the tricked out A.R. and any mags the guy has on him. He stands staring at the carnage around him trying to register it. Trying to feel disgusted or amazed or something like your supposed to at times like this.

Unable to feel much past the throbbing pain in his arm he will exit the building squinting against the glare. Seeing Jon and Tab both alive he does manage to exhale a breathe of relief he didn't realize he had been holding. He sets the military issued rifle next to Tab and then sits down hard.

"Trade ya a rifle for some first aid. I got hit in the arm. Besides that hammer is pretty scary but next time we breach a building ya might wanna be on equal footing."

In reply to Robert E. Lee Jessup (msg # 37):

Wrapping up with Jon, TAB switch's over to Robs left side wound and does the best that he can remember from his first aid training as TAB complete's Rob's dressing on his arm he realizes that he really blew it on Jonathan's he would have to go back and make it right.  TAB glanced at the rifle while he was dressing the wound, he wasn't over all incredibly proficient with weapons, but a life on a ranch had taught him the safe handling of fire arms, the loading unloading and every once in awhile he could hit something.

"Hey Jonathan, I wanna another look at that dressing, it looks like it could be a little better."

Once done with Jonathan it looked even worse then before, TAB knew the bleeding was stopped but Laney or the other one really needed to look at.  TAB also knew that this was probably the beginning of a long line wound dressing.

TAB addresses both Rob and Jonathan

"Well other then a small fire fight looks like we can check out the building for anything of value.  And might as well grab that ax for just in case we need to chop something down and I appreciate the fire arm. How about you give me your's and you can have the fancy one, might be better in your hands or we can worry about it later.  Once I am done with your wounds how about we take a quick look again and then boogie back to Joint"



[Private to Darkside Trooper: 20:24,
Today: Secret Roll: Tiberus Asimov Blackiron rolled 29 using 1d100 with rolls of 29. First Aid . On Rob's wound
Today: Secret Roll: Tiberus Asimov Blackiron rolled 85 using 1d100 with rolls of 85.  First Aid. Messes up Jonathan's dressing again.]

"Thanks for that. You untie the girls and see if you can get anything out of them while we collect up the guns and ammunition and anything else these arse clowns have on them. Shit do they have a car, check for keys while we are at it."

J.P moved to the gun with the shotgun and checked his pockets while taking up anything worth taking. He would then do the same to the guy with the UZI before looking for a back door. All the while puffing and trying not to use his left arm for anything strenuous.

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Rob grunts as he stands up and takes in a deep breath grimacing slightly. He hands Tab the Air Force issued rifle keeping the tricked out one for himself. He will visually inspect it and give it a quick once over before following back into the shed.

"Sounds good. Thanks for wrapping me up. I feel like someone kicked my ass good. And I've caught my share of beatings."

Rob will do a more thorough inspection of the shed and the guys body he got the rifle from now that he is not actively bleeding. He will also be more wary of booby traps.

TAB bandages up Jon's arm wound, at this point the dressing is just to stop the bleeding, not to remove the buckshot in his arms. Looking around he sees the MRAP approaching, driving 'cross country' (i.e. no driving on a road) to quickly arrive.

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Rob cuts loose one of the women. The woman in turn begins to release the bindings on the other two surviving women. All three appear to have been struck several times in the face. Who knows what other injuries or assaults they had been subjected to.

Getting the hint that the women want to tend to each other, Rob checks out the dead bodies of the three dead assholes. Apparently an avid fan of the cult hit TV show 'The Walking Dead' Rob bayonets the heads of the asshole who had the double barreled shotgun and the asshole with the M-4 assault rifle.

Picking up the M-4, Rob sees that it has a laser, ACOG scope/sight, and an under barrel M-203 grenade launcher. Checking out the body of the weapons previous owner, Rob finds a silencer, three 40mm grenades, and three magazines that seem heavy enough to be fully loaded.

Through all this Rob doesn't really use his left arm as much, and leaves trail of dripping blood where ever he goes. After he gets outside, and sits down. His left arm is covered in blood.

[Private to Robert E. Lee Jessup: You lose 4 hit points from blood lose as you do the above.]

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TAB bandages up Rob's gunshot wound on his left arm, and stops the bleeding. He then fixes up Jon's bandage as it was apparent that they hadn't completly stopped the flow of bleeding.

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Jon goes to retrieve the weapons from the other two dead assholes only to find that they've been picked up by the older two of the three surviving women. The third 'woman' is really a teenage girl.

"Who are you guys?" The woman brandishes the double barreled shotgun, but doesn't point it at anyone. The other woman does the same with the Uzi (which is an older model with a wooden stock). The teenage girl kinda hides behind the other older women.

The MRAP with Joint and Luke then pulls up to the shed.
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"Bloody heroes lady, now for your gratitude please." He holds up his arm. "What can you tell us about these clowns ? Do they have a vehicle ?" If there is a rear door J.P will take a peek outside.

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Rob situates his new found gear utilizing the various webbing and pockets etc. He looks up to see the newly freed women holding weapons and gives them a hard flat stare. In reply to her question he says,

"Just some guys. Sorry that gal there got shot but y'all are free, ya got some guns maybe you should scram."

Rob exits the storage building and will start walking towards the other building but stops long enough to try and wave to whoever is hard charging in the MRAP but he did so with his left arm and that causes a jolt of pain so he just turns and continues walking. He begins to inspect the exterior trying to be more careful than last time so he looks for windows, other exits, roof access etc. He will not attempt to enter the range until the others get there and they have a plan.
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In reply to Darkside Trooper (msg # 41):

TAB organizes his first aid kit and makes a note that they had better grab more of them.  Everyone should probably carry an over stuffed first aid kit even with people not knowing how to use it.  Hearing the MRAP coming up TAB stands up and turns to the ladies.  Rob had the right approach, little information about themselves, but sending them on their own was not a good idea.

"Listen we were just passing through and we caught a radio signal from one of the other ranges asking for help so we were sweeping the area.  Our ride is here so we are gonna be on our way, but I will open an invitation as I think our de facto leader would be pissed if we didn't.  Hop in with us, we will treat your wounds and if you wanna stay or go is up to you.  Your gear is your gear and if we can spare some food we will.  I would recommend coming with us, due to the fact that just over past that water tower at the other range is a mob of dead.  If those guys had a truck we would like to know as my other associate said, information is valuable but more valuable is cooperation. "

With that TAB slowly walks and grabs the ax and then proceeds back towards the MRAP. His body language indicating that no harm is intended.  He would leave them up to their choice, seeing as only minutes ago they clearly were not being given that.

In reply to Woman 1 (msg # 42):

Coming in a touch hot Joint, lays on the brakes and slides forward a bit.  From what he can see the situation could have been worse, no dead on their side just wounds.  The Brit, Rob and TAB were talking to three pretty beaten up ladies from the looks of it.  Not wanting to make a situation more tense then it had to be, although no doubt the armored MRAP didn't help, Joint opted to stay in the vehicle.  Only indicating by motion to his wrist that time needed to be paid attention too.

The woman who picked up the Uzi answers Jon, as she looks over the Uzi andtries to figure out how the Uzi works, but without pointing at anyone or touching the trigger. "They got a pair of dirt bikes somewhere around here, not sure where they put them after tying us up in here." She sling the Uzi and tells a brief story. "They was tying to get us to Hoover Dam where they said we were gonna be breeders."
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The first woman continued the story. "There two more of those psychotic fucks around here. They went looking for another ride after the truck they had us in broke down."

In reply to Woman 1 (msg # 48):

"How long ago did the other two leave ? Did you see what direction they went in ?" He looks out the door before adding "If you need a ride you are welcome to join us, where did they catch you ?"

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In reply to Jonathan Pembersley (msg # 49):

"They left yesterday afternoon." She then explained a little bit of what happened, but it's obvious parts are left out. "They grabbed us separately, and kept us gagged all the time. We don't even know each other's names."

As Rob and Jon talk with the three women, it becomes quite apparent that the youngest 'woman' is maybe 14 or 15 years old. Not speaking up to this point, she speaks rather feebly, as she points to the dead woman. "We didn't really know her, but we have to bury her and make sure she doesn't come back." The girl then begins to sob and cry.

As TAB was walking away, the girl with the uzi mentioned the damn that they were heading to and it stopped him in his tracks.  Looking around and listening for any walkers, TAB turns back and goes to stand beside Jonathan.

"What else were you able to hear from these dirt bags, specifically anything in reference to the damn.  Anything about what they were going to do if they didn't come back or about other members from the damn coming out if they did not arrive back at their base on time.  Any detail you can remember."

TAB turns and gets Luke's attention and signals for him to keep an eye out on the surrounding area.

Rob grimacing slightly from the pain of his wounds gives the young girl his best version of a sympathetic tone.

"Darlin if ya made it this far then I know you have seen and well... I guess experienced some pretty terrible shit. We ain't got no time for proper Christian burials and the like anymore. I put a knife through the brain of all the dead people in here but that is just some shit I saw on T.V. Who knows what puts em down for good but she is all tied up so no worries. I'm sorry that sounds terrible but shit ain't ever gonna be like before and we will adapt or die. Anybody tells ya different its because they are full of shit or in denial. Ya'll can stay and have a funeral for all I care but im thinking we need to get moving."

Rob will situate his gear as best he can being careful with his injured arm and make his way back to the truck.

In reply to Robert E. Lee Jessup (msg # 53):

"So if you was lying there dead would you want us to leave you to be coyote food?"

"If we can't bury her here, we should at least take her with us and bury her later."

Rob glares at the women as he threads the suppressor onto the end of his new M-4. Flipping off the safety he points the barrel point blank at the dead woman's head and discharges three shots. He then strolls out of the shed and goes to get back into the MRAP.

18:02, Today: Robert E. Lee Jessup rolled 9 using 1d20 with rolls of 9.  Burst fire point blank range, called shot head.

In reply to Robert E. Lee Jessup (msg # 55):

The woman didn't do anything to Rob but does say something.

"You are a sick basterd." She then looks at TAB and John wait to see what their answer was.

In reply to Woman 1 (msg # 56):

"Miss we have all watched people die in the last week or two and there is no going back to bury them.  I would suggest if this is something you are serious about that you grab an item of there's and when we don't have small horde of dead walking around us, we can take a moment to mourn their loss.  I would not want anyone else dying for me, just to give me a proper burial.  The man driving I assure you will not wait, you will be on your own.  Our window is closing Miss, you are with us or you are on your own."

TAB questions barley got answered, the women were clearly still in great distress and well TAB wanted not to just be a out in the open right now.

"I'm sorry, but we just don't have the time to be digging holes, as it is once the truck returns we will have to get of dodge pretty quick. With my arm bunged up I'm not going to be any help on the end of a shovel anyway." He shakes his head before adding "Lets check the other building so this cluster fuck has been worth it for something."

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A ripple of gunfire is heard coming from the direction that Laney and the others went to.....