Adventure 2.0 - Heli 3. Will Rat survive a nasty new world?

[Carthrat]

"I'll tell you what," replies Carthrat, glancing around. "I've got a ship. I've got a pilot. You look like you've got some refugees stashed away behind your little army, here. I've got the worlds finest doctor on hand, too.

On the other hand, this planet was originally colonized because of the mining opportunities. This whole complex belonged to a mine once, didn't it?" asks Carthrat, pondering.

[Anastasia]

"A doctor," she relents, showing interest. "If you have a doctor, yes...we can talk," she agrees guardily. "Where is he?"

[Carthrat]

"*She* is right here," comments Carthrat, gesturing at Rachel. "Don't be shy, now."

[Anastasia]

Rachel, whom had been silent and quiet until this points, flushes slightly. Yet, she steps forward. "Yes, that's right," she says softly. "I'm still young, but I'd be glad to help as much as I can."

The leader of this makeshift band pauses, then shakes her head. "If this is the best..." she murmurs, just heard to you. "We can't complain if she has the goods. We'll need a demonstration first."

[Carthrat]

"Do you have a pre-injured patient handy?" asks Carthrat, wittily. Ha-ha. Such wit.

[Anastasia]

"We have someone," she nods. "There was an accident a few days ago, and he's still gravely injured."

[Carthrat]

"Where?" asks Carthrat, folding his arms.

[Anastasia]

"This way," she turns, a  few of the armed men going behind you as she begins to go, as if to form a manbox around the two of you. Rachel nods quietly, "Alright," she says aloud, turning to you just a moment...

[Carthrat]

Carthrat gives Rachel a wink. Hey, what's the worst that could happen, anyway?

[Anastasia]

Smiling back at you for just a moment, she turns back as you are lead on. Just behind you, three men with blasters keep a fairly solid wall between you and any sort of break as you are lead on.

"We've made a camp down here, where the water pools and the pipes end," the leader of the group explains as you go, going deeper downhill. "It's not much, but it's the best we can do under the circumstances. There's so little left in the city that's usable..."

[Carthrat]

"Except for all the stuff those other guys have been taking," comments Carthrat, glancing around.

[Anastasia]

"Most of the raiders have taken what little is left, and most of it is beyond use or repair to us," she shakes her head.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat lapses into silence, thinking. The city was still there, so he assumed that there was still plenty of stuff the raiders hadn't found.. especially in this underground area.

Still, nothing for it, now, but to watch Rachel do her thing.

[Anastasia]

Coming to a larger area soon enough - a area where the piping ends, where a dug out groove gathers the small stream into a usable lake, where tents and rudimentary buildings have been erected.  Coming out near the lake on the left, the right and beyond is a poorly lit cluster of these structures, perhaps enough to house a few hundred people.

A small group stands guard at front, moving away as they see the woman leading you on. Most you see around are scruffy or weatherbeaten. Rachel looks about, a momentary sadness in her eyes.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat eyes the sewers. They are doubtless filled with hideous diseases, waiting to prey on his weak, unimmunized body...

"Er, where do you get the power from?" he asks, jolting himself out of his silly paranoia.