Both men sat back some...a bit surprised by the strange behavior this woman was giving off, muttering some strange words, something about some girl named Zoe, about a baby or...gods who knows. This only baffled them both, though one of them seemed a bit...upset.<br/><br/><strong>"What in the hell did you use?"</strong>the gas-mask asked 'guard', knowing full well perhaps what sort of medication he used on the girl. Certainly not just some over the counter tablets.<br/><br/><strong>"'vat? I just used what was in the medical kit that was stashed, that's all. There was some vial in there for pain medication, so I used that. Was just a syringe"</strong><br/><br/>The gas-mask wearing man just cursed in Russian, before shaking his head.<strong>"That was methadone you idiot! That was only to be used for emergencies! She's probably high as a fucking kite right now, no idea when or how it would wear off"</strong><br/><br/>The two then began to shout back and forth between one another, arguing over wasting their precious medicine that was supposed to be for an emergency, rather than this. 'Guard' argued that this was one, but 'Mask' didn't think so, feeling they could have used something else.<br/><br/>But before either of the two could finish their sentences, they paused, a man outside shouting and could hear several others. 'Mask' rushed over to one of the boarded up windows, peeking outside.<strong>"Shit...Bandits. At least seven or more..."</strong>