Rock Hammer loaded himself into the back of the Stalker's vehicles. It was a bit awkward, considering that he was vastly larger than any normal human or animal that would be on here. He felt that sitting to one side was going to top the vehicle over, so he tried to stay at the center as much as possible. All the while, Rock Hammer kept his hands on some rocks he had in his animal hide pockets. He could feel the dust crumbling off of them as he softly became to fondle them in his hands. He could likely turn them into powder without much effort. But he hold onto these stones in case he needed to throw them. Without a weapon like what the others have, Rock Hammer's range options were limited. Perhaps he could craft himself a gun, like what some of the humans used, but one big enough for Rock Hammer. A cannon, or maybe a bow with spear-sized arrows. That would be something.<br/><br/>Rock Hammer stayed quiet as the Stalkers moved through the wastelands. He watched as the scene passed by far faster than he was used to. The vehicles moved as fast as Rock Hammer could run, and he was almost certain they could run much faster and much longer than he can. It was a good thing they weren't chasing him, because these vehicles would take much more of a beating than most animals could. Probably. Combined with their big guns Rock Hammer almost felt threaten by them, but kept his cool knowing that the vehicle and the ones who drive it are on his side. The voices in Rock Hammer's head only seemed slightly aware of the recent developments, rambling on about their usual nonsense but with more car-focused trivia.<br/><br/>Rock Hammer was so lost in thought that he didn't realize that the vehicle had come to a stop until he smelled burning flesh. He looked around and noticed Victor and a few others handling corpses. He didn't know what was going on, but let them continue their business without him. He could tell that the bodies weren't meant to be eaten, since even Darina went to help, so Rock Hammer stayed where he was at to prevent any more trouble. He had noticed the anomalies, and started to shake. This was the first time he's ever seen them up close. He knows what they are and what they can do, but he always made a point to go as far away as he can when he sensed them. It was simple survivor instinct; those things weren't something that even Rock Hammer's armory hide could protect him from, so he'd run away from it. The fact that they weren't leaving right now made him antsy, but he calmed down considerably once they were back on the move.<br/><br/>Eventually they would arrive to the Stalker base. It was massive, bigger than any settlement Rock Hammer has seen, aside from under Moscow. And even then just from looking at it from the outside, Rock Hammer thought this place was much bigger and likely less cramp. Rock Hammer was almost excited before the voices started barking up a storm.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"HARK! A vagrant! Beast made man and the lone animal speaks for itself. The monster of metal and methane leaks through the cracks and see's the one beyond the walls. The great wall Maria, how she protects us so. Looking for a survivors to feed her flock and flesh of men. Breath now, in loyalty, to the ancient power of Talos, for his breath is long and winded. Thank you for riding the Psycho Express, Toot-toot! All aboard, I'll be collecting your tickets, we have beverages in the DINING CAR!!! Open parenthesis color equals zero zero a six five one closed parenthesis quotation mark quotation mark Open parenthesis  dash color closed parenthesis control c. Netsh int I P reset C colon backdash resetlog period text. Select yes."</span></span><br/><br/>The voices quickly detailed into formatting nonsense as Rock Hammer got out of the Stalker vehicle, brandishing both his Rock Hammer and reaching for something on his shoulder. Specifically, the shoulder pad itself, which was a frost coated but slightly warm piece of bear meat. While everyone may have simply become accustomed to it by now, Rock Hammer was still wearing what amounts to butchered bears and wolves strapped to his body bu skinned hides and intestines. He took a bite out of the bear meat as he was feeling peckish, but as he looked he noticed a standoff between the guards stalker base and a man with two mutant wolves. Rock Hammer did not know the man, but he tried to get his attention by waving the meat in the air. Surely this man was hungry. Well Rock Hammer was literally a walking meat man.