Who: Raph and Kayden What: Discussing what he found while scavenging When: July 1st Where: His place
A few clicks later, Raph was enveloped by the silence of his home. He didn't want to get into a deep discussion with anyone on the radios about what was going on. The best part about the open channels was that it was easy for communication. The worst part, was that anyone could simply tune in. They could overhear everything he said. He wasn't too sure if the raiders could do that, and thereby be even more prepared for them... or if it was simply the other residents he had to worry about. He didn't want to cause an unnecessary panic.
Which meant he had to change his shirt before anyone saw him. He wouldn't trust his luck to continue to hold out long enough for him to slip over to Kaydens. Even if he could manipulate it to a degree. That was what had allowed him to limp away with bruises, slashes and a couple puncture wounds rather than ... not. Most of them he had field treated enough to continue back to Carter. The one on his shoulder blade, he couldn't reach properly, and he was worried what it might look like now. Not in the sense of aesthetics... rather, medically. Antibiotics weren't exactly much of a thing anymore. There were up there with unicorns and superheroes, something barely remembered and maybe they were real, but maybe they never were.
With a hiss, he removed his shirt and pulled on a new one before making his way over as inconspicuously as he could to Kayden's. He glanced about before knocking a few times.