Byrne sat up. Picking Flare's slumbering body up, he watched stared at the ruins around him. One of the remaining relics was a bit of wall the Byrne was in front of. Byrne spotted a small grenade by his foot. Picking it up, he primed it, and threw it at the source of the random explosions.
The throw was far from accurate. The grenade skittered off, and exploded, punching a somewhat round hole in the remains of the hall. Byrne gathered what he had left, making sure not to trip over the slabs of plaster. Byrne scanned the plaster, checked that everyone was alive, and set up some kind of shelter for the injured. Byrne had Flare gather the water, and started dragging the unconscious around so that they wouldn't be in so much danger. Making sure that the canvas would hold, Byrne left a bowl of water on the side, for people to wake up to, while he went and explored the source of the explosions. Just in case, Byrne picked up a revolver. SO\ome of the chambers were loaded, except that there was no ammunition, and Byrne had no idea how to reload a gun, anywho. Although, he could load a Cannon. It was only reloading pistol-class weapons that eluded him. Just in case, though, Byrne fired the gun into the back of his hand. The first bullet slammed into the back of his hand and fell to the ground, where the second ended up jamming the barrel. Byrne placed the gun inside the water bucket, picked up a steel rod, and cut it in half. Conducting some electricity through it, Byrne was rewarded with a spark. Frowning a little, he put the steel rods into the bottom of his bag. Byrne then snuck out before anyone woke up.
OOC: For the unconscious/sleeping people, you are, all of a sudden, under a dusty canvas canopy. There is a tub of water on the floor. It looks clean. Now avoid killing each other. ;P
