Fanya clicked on her radio,<i>&lt;"<span style="color: purple">NCR commandos... not quite as skilled as you in stealth but close quarters and urban environment specialists. And while I didn't expect any activity in the Workshop itself, I did expect at least some security in the underground facility at this poi....</span>"&gt; </i>Fanya's voice trailed off as Darion checked a corner and saw the same thing that caught her eyes.<br/><br/>One hallway that was being cleared by Darion was smeared along the walls and ceiling with dried blood, almost all down the length and every where else, randomly. No signs of bodies. Definitely signs of force used. Bullet divits, carbon scoring from what looked like grenade explosions. Everyone took a moment pause to observe.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>