After a moment or too Willow recovered from the dazing shock of suddenly falling and painfully at that. Rolling onto her back to where she could look up at Karma she made an attempt to cover herself with one arm as recognition began to settle in. The man standing before her Wil hadn't recognized at first her mind having been too caught up in an instinctive flight or fight response but now that cooler heads prevailed Willow could tell the guy had been one of the caravan guards. Struggling to put a name to his face Wil took the proffered hand and allowed Karma to haul her to her feet, an almost effortless task for the large man considering Willow weighing just under a buck.<br/><br/>"You.. your one of the guards.. and naked. Why? Where are my things? Whats going on?" Willow had many questions and started by putting a voice to a few of them. Looking about the cell and taking a more thorough inventory of her surroundings she noted the others strewn prostrate upon the chill steel floor. They were all like she had been, guards from the caravan.<br/><br/>"What happened? The caravan.. I don't even remember being attacked. Hey.. you've got something on your arm." Willow pointed out then looking at her own wrist added "So do I. What is this? And what the fuck is that?!" Wil asked first about the pip-boys then as if suddenly aware of what lay beyond the plasma field she referred to the strange machine thing. She'd still been unconscious when it had given its speech.