((Reizu, I don't mean to be imposing here, but dude, you were just at the center of the city fighting with this guy, and then you seem to have run half way across the city to where these people are. In a more realistic setting, the SoS would steer as clear as the possibly could of the enemy base if they don't have the strength to take it. I'm not trying to ruin the current scene, but would you please slow down a little?))<br/><br/>***************************************************************************************************************************************************************************<br/><br/>Ryan grabbed as many shirts as he could fit into his gear. Then he went for the shopping bags. He got a small one and loaded it up and tied it up to his pack. Matth filled his gear and that was it. He turned and looked at the group gathered there.<br/><br/>"If I'm correct, after that little incident, we have less than five minutes before we get slaughtered. They'll be looking for us." He pulled the map from earlier out and put it in front of him. Ryan looked over his shoulder and they whispered for a bit. He turned back to the group. "There's an old army bunker the Maneaters don't know about. It's about a twenty minute walk from here. If you're coming, grab your shit and come on. If not, good luck to you." He pulled out his "glaive" and walked out of the store. He was walking at a perfect relaxed-but-aware tempo. Ryan followed quickly. They walked out the front into the deserted street.