Bellamy walked through the camp, he'd just gotten done talking to his younger sister Octavia. The camp had been running out of food. Fast. Faster than it should. This led him and some others to believe someone or something had been sneaking into camp. Bellamy was currently looking for someone to head out of the camp with, to see if they could find anything that would prove their theory correct. He stopped in front of you. "You good with any weapons?" He asked.