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[color=#5F755E][h2]Sasha Belov[/h2][/color][/center]


Sasha nodded to the Commander as he came over. The hulking man was just scraping up the last of his soup as Harley spoke. He perked up a little at the mention of the doors being opened again. Being stuck in here for the last few days hadn't been very fun. Sasha had spent a lot of that time sleeping, but during his waking hours, he had been bored out of his mind. He didn't really know anyone here well enough to waste time with them.

"Maybe we should organize a hunting party," He suggested, "The soup's getting a little thin." Sasha demonstrated by swirling the last watery drops of broth in his bowl. "If we could kill one of those mutated animals out there, we could have a couple hundred pounds of meat."

During his three days out in the wild, Sasha had encountered several of the new fauna. Among them were roaches the size of cats, wolves that traveled in packs and easily out weighed a pony, and deer with massive antlers and thick muscles.