*the major looks round the ruined kitchen finding a med kit, some pain killers and some bandages under the sink*

have to do. 
*wraps a light bandage round the minor head wound and hides slightly under cap popping a pain killer to deal with head ache and moves battered shoulder tenderly*

fuck, some welcome.
*pretty non chalont about the mutilated bodies in the kitchen*
raiders would feel at home round here. 

anyone round here know what the hell is going on round here?