Journal Log: 2039.
We managed to find our way to an abandoned bridge during the
snowstorm and take cover,
when the storm abided we decided to make it our home.
We needed supplies so we raided a military surplus depot for MRE's
and sleeping bags as a bonus we found a weapons locker in the janitors
We found more than just sleeping bags and guns though, A fully assembled nightingale runner was stored in the back for emergencies, apparently it got forgotten in the panic.
We decided if the runner was going to be of any use it needed a pair
of arms,Ironsniper claimed he could weld well enough and we figured
why not give it a try?
Worst mistake I've ever made.
It now walks like a gimpy old man with bad knees, He's one helluva shot but not much of a welder.
Tac rigged up a ladder from the base of the bridge to the top for easier access, after he was done with that he made a couple of barricades for safety.
I lifted the barricades up onto the bridge with the nightingale and put them in place, While 'Ol charlie directed me where to go.
Soon strangers will come far from hearing the noise of us building a home for ourselves, it will be a challenge to keep them out.