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"Roger, be down in a second.", Bren replied as he wiped the blood off his hand on the wall. Stepping out into the dark room, he flipped on his Pip-Boy light, flashing it over the room a couple times. He had a feeling something was ready to get him. Stop being paranoid. You're fine...he thought as he noticed the elevator shaft. "I wonder if they're any good...", he muttered as he wandered over to the open doors.

Looking down, Bren saw one elevator stuck on the first floor, while one was open into the door right next to him. Taking a look up, he flashed his Pip-Boy and saw that the wires were still intact, and actually looked to be in decent condition. "I doubt they work...", he muttered as he brought his view back down. Maybe I can slide down this...he thought as he reached out and grabbed one of the wires. He chuckled to himself for a moment, then stepped off the floor and slid slowly down the wire.

When Bren hit the roof of the elevator, he slowly put his weight down on the frame of the elevator, and reached down for the access hatch. "Hellooooo...", he said as he lowered himself down and into the open elevator. "I'm here!", he said as Alex finished screaming at Erin.

Low growl emitted from Alex's helmet as she took a step after the Deathclaw, intending to beat it into a bloody pulp, only to reconsider her decision as she realized she didn't have time to properly house train Renegades Pet Deathclaw.

"Where moving, ghouls or no ghouls, they aren't stopping us from completing this mission. Now get a move on, loot the place for any useful equipment and meet me back here in an hour. Considering the size of the horde outside, i suggest ammo, lots and lots of ammo."

I do hope someone lets the ghouls know they're not stopping us completing our mission or they might just go and stop us by accident.

Erin had had an idea concerning the fusion power cells he'd taken inside while setting up the barricades and his leftover grenades, and he wanted to ask someone who understood science better than him about it. Thus, he was doubly pleased when the voice behind him wasn't Alex come to shoot holes in him but was in fact Bren.

"Help? Of course, it's why I'm here." Erin had found an unidentifiable piece of fabric and was wiping the blood and gore from his hide. "What do you need?"

"Maybe you only think it smells safe. It you've gone insane already, how would you know? And don't ask the talking deathclaw, that probably wouldn't help." Erin chuckled and investigated the lift shaft. "Before you go, I've seen old cars explode when they're shot up, and it's the batteries that do it. If I was to stick a grenade on one of the batteries I brought inside and then throw it outside, would that kill me or the ghouls?" Taking a wide stance he leaned into the shaft so that Bren could clamber onto his shoulders, bracing himself against the door frame above him with one hand. He was intending to use the other hand to give Bren a leg-up once he'd got up there. "Up you go."

Erin chuckled to himself and went a-looting. "Naughty ghouls go sizzle-pop."

He found a few books upstairs in the control room, including a dog-eared and thoroughly re-read issue of guns and bullets. "Forward-assist? You have to be kidding." He swiftly put those away in his pouches, and kept looking. The rubbish bins held a few bits and pieces: a stimpack, some cigarettes and a leather strap that he judged suitable for attaching grenades to fusion cells. After that he moved on to another room and recovered two more stims from a box on a shelf, and a silenced 10mm pistol plus a small pile of matching ammo from a locker.

Joy of joys, he then found a technological something sealed in a box at the back of a cupboard, he didn't recognise its' purpose, but it definitely looked electronic and important. He imagined if the rusty fire extinguisher next to it was really some flamer fuel, and then making Alex be nice to him before handing it over. He would have liked that. His finest discovery was a big sack suitable for holding lots of useful things, such as a small pile of recovered fusion batteries from cars. He figured that the others would attend to the weapons and such, he was on the lookout for things of more long-term use. This included the spaghetti western holotape he knew no-one else would bother taking, because it had long-term cultural value and bore significant technological interest that only he knew about. He really did like the westerns.

That said, the top floor was a bit sparse for things of immediate use, but then a lot of it was locked or otherwise inaccessible to him, for instance because the catches on the desk drawers were too fiddly and he couldn't get them to work.

Leona blinked a few times, catching her breath as the doors. She was completely out of breath simply from the adrenaline rush, and absolute terror of seeing a swarm of berserk ghouls rushing her way. She looked between the others, actually surprised when she saw Alex pull the Deathclaws head down to her level. "Holy..." She expected at first that it wouldn't move when she tried to pull it, but seeing it move like it had in response to her actions, she was fairly sure she didn't really wanna piss off the commanding officer anymore, thinking she'd get her throat crushed. And since things seemed to be going in a bad direction so far, she started to look around. She kept her new best friend close in hand and ready to swing as she followed Bren... Or started to before he was assisted to a higher floor by the deathclaw. Deathclaws still gave her chills, so she decided she wanted to find an alternate route up. She went looking around some more and eventually came to the elevator shaft, looking up and down inside of it. She grabbed hold of the cables and gave a firm pull to make sure it wasn't going to fall as soon as she started, then began to pull herself up... She caught up with Bren just as he had unlocked the safe. She came in just in time to find the weapon, and let her mouth hang open...

What a lucky b*****d! Leona immediately began searching the areas Bren had already looked in... She then looked back to Bren. "Hey... Um... If you wouldn't mind..." She looked to her bat and then to him again. "Er, Could I have one of those guns? I ran outta ammo for my Uzi y'see..." She blushed a bit behind the faceshielded helmet of the environmental suit, rubbing the back of her head as she spoke, kind of embarressed to seem like she was begging for one of the weapons.

Leona smiled a bit more. "Thanks. Any gun's better than this hunk of wood when faced against something like what's outside..." She grabbed up the shotgun. "Yeah, an auto-shotgun would be nice. You picked up something real special if it is." She let out a small laugh. From there she'd decided that she'd stick with him. Even if they were safe from the horde outside, there still might be things hiding around here. Even an 'all clear' in one area might not be completely accurate. She kept the shotgun ready, getting used to the weight of the weapon, aiming it at areas of the room with her index finger settled on the triggerguard(Unless it didn't have one, in which case it would wrap around the stock or grip with the rest of her fingers.) She then noticed Bren moving and followed him as he went to the Elevator. "Alright then." She set the shotgun away, either shoving it between her belt and herself at her back, or setting it at her shoulder depending on wether or not it had a strap to do such with, then grabbed ahold of the wires and started down, assuming they were heading back downstairs to where the ammo was...