Kenneth heard some commotion going on. He turned to see... the commander beating the hell out ofone of the operatives? What was seeker doing here? had he been stalking them all this time? Hadn't he anything better to do? All were questions that flashed briefly trough the survivalist's head, and all of them were discarded before any serious thought was commited to them. He didn't have the time to think about that right now.
No, right now he needed to get out of here. He had seen the vigor with which seeker had protected the timid ghoul. This indicated the man was probably trustworthy. Kenneth fell into line behind the ghoul, dragging Kurt along for the ride again. On the way, he kept glancing bothbehind and above him. Behind to see if the brotherhood wasn't catching up to them, and above to spot any weaknesses in the ceiling he could use to cut off pursuers if needed. He wasn't even considering what had happened to the revolver-toting woman, she couldn't come back from a punch and got vaught off guard by people in large clanking suits of armor... It was a miracle the wasteland hadn't claimed her earlier than this.
No, right now he needed to get out of here. He had seen the vigor with which seeker had protected the timid ghoul. This indicated the man was probably trustworthy. Kenneth fell into line behind the ghoul, dragging Kurt along for the ride again. On the way, he kept glancing bothbehind and above him. Behind to see if the brotherhood wasn't catching up to them, and above to spot any weaknesses in the ceiling he could use to cut off pursuers if needed. He wasn't even considering what had happened to the revolver-toting woman, she couldn't come back from a punch and got vaught off guard by people in large clanking suits of armor... It was a miracle the wasteland hadn't claimed her earlier than this.