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[color=fff200]Day 2 9am[/color]
Harley listened and nodded. [color=00aeef]"I'll go get you some clothes and then I'll get the commander. He should know what to do."[/color] She leaned over and grabbed his pants. [color=00aeef]"While I'm looking I'll get these dried for you just in case I can't find pants in your size. Oh, and you are welcome."[/color] Harley looked at him for a moment and she left again and she went straight to the laundry room, dropped off his pants into one of the dryers. Then she went to the clothing supply room and looked for anything in giant and muscular size. She found a 3x large shirt that might accommodate his shoulders and arms. As she suspected there was not a pair of pants to be found that would engulf him properly. Shirt in hand she left to go to the kitchen and find the commander.

[color=00aeef]"Commander! I need you to come with me. Please! It's life or death."[/color] Harley didn't have to say more as the commander was a compassionate man. She told him the basics, that she had helped a survivor from another bunker and he had a warning for them. On the way back she stopped by the dryer and grabbed out the now dry pants. She opened the door and found Sasha eating his soup and crackers. The commander entered behind her. Harley closed the door. The men spoke and after a while the commander left. He ordered the guards not to open the doors again until he told them to.[hr][hr][@King Tai][@MissCapnCrunch][@Aeternum][@RumikoOhara][@Spinosaurus][@Kyrisse][@December][@Venku][hr]