[Ordinarily, Tak just wouldn't care about anyone else dying. She still didn't; and in a place where people didn't simply stay dead, she wouldn't have cared about her own demise either.
But the current events were just too... interesting to ignore. She had made a point of going where the action was this whole time, and was going to keep doing it in hopes of gaining new information on the town. Unfortunately, her plan relied on other people putting themselves in danger while she watched. Well, no matter. She wanted to see this through to the end, and if that meant bringing some hapless meat bags toward the jaws of death, so be it.]
[Filtered away from drones, Grady]
If any of you still feel like fighting or want to feel a little safer, some folks are setting up a sort of fort over at the hospital. There's no reason those hazmats won't go above and beyond what they're doing now, after all.
[Filtered to the KND]
We can continue what we originally set out to do here. People's lives are at stake here, you know.
The guns I made and an oxygen mask are at Boxfort, assuming it isn't ash by now. I'm taking some of the stuff I made up there, but it's kind of hard to carry a lot of stuff and be sneaky at the same time, so the rest is for the taking. Maybe you can use it up at the hospital.
[[I'm getting tired, so this is kind of a post-&-run. brb sleep]]