By now, Nameless had finished his humble abode in his hole on the side of the pit. Due to the materials used, it looked quite ran down, but still like it was made by someone who knew what they were doing. It didn't really matter how it looked, though, as it was in a place very few would ever care to look, and even then would be covered in shadows most of the day.
Nameless looked at his remaining supplies. "Some small scraps, a bit of wiring, and the weapon thing." He observed. "Might be useful." He then goes to work analyzing what remained of the weapon.
Arsenal stretched, then went looking for materials to work with.