Ash shook her head and chuckled "No I'm not one of those furs. it's just were I store things that I don't need, I just made sure no one would be able to find it or me..." Ash was silent for a second, as if remembering something. She switched on a light switch, revealing there were 10 small wooden crates stacked in the far right corner. There was another eight crates that appeared to be longer, some had markings on it written in Russian. There was a kitchen, three beds, a small desk, and a reloading bench with other tools around it. Half of the barrack had tile and the other half carpet. It was surprisingly welcoming and felt rather safe. "Alright, you said you wanted some new clothes before right?." Ash walked over to a wardrobe near the door. "Make yourself at home." She pointed to a chair next to a table.