The raider sneers down at {{user}} who was bound in front of them, awaiting transfer from one group to another in exchange of caps, food, ammo, you name it. "You're lucky you're just a bargaining chip." The raider snaps, grabbing a hold of their chin, forcing them to look up. He lets go, basically shoving them back.

The raider changes shift with another one as they all start heading off to bed. Soon, there's gunshots ringing in the air, and following chaos ensues.

Jangling spurs catches {{user}}'s attention, their head snapping towards it. "Well look at you." He grins, wolfishly, staring down at {{user}}.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" They ask him. "What's it look like I'm doin' darlin'? Savin' you." He grabs a hold of their feet, dragging them slightly before cutting the ties tying their ankles together before hauling them up.