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Alan ran along underneath the highway, staying in the shadows and making almost no noise at all in his soft boots.
"This place looks deserted too, I wonder where everyone else is. We're heading to the powerplant from here right?"
He kept running towards it as the powerplant came into view from under the bridge on his left.

Following the ones infront of him, the man in the armor and the others one who appeared to be a scout by the way he moved around. He quickly took refuge under the interstate it was so very quite and every movement caused an echo from the sound wave s bouncing from the top to the bottom of the ground. That sadistic grin still painted his face and those thoughts still loomed.

Trekking across the open area but him in a state of concern. Always looking around he almost wished he had a rifle with him. Instead the flamer was held upon his strap while in his hand was the revolver he had relieved the dead a moment ago. Some time passed and they were to the other side, "Okay, there's the power plant, let's move it."

Alan ran up to the powerplant gates. Locked of cource. He jumped up and grabbed hold of the chain link fence surrounding the exterior and clambered up it. After dropping down to the other side he raced to the lock on the gates.
He reached into his pockets and pulled out a pair of long twisted metal rods. He stuck them into the lock and pressed his ear against it, wiggling them untill it clicked open.
"Hurry up guys, and lock the gate on your way in." He said while he stuck the rods back into his pocket.

A large black cat walked nonchalantly down the highway, her green eyes darting from side to side, trying to figure out which way to go.

Dregnar stopped talking as he begun to realize that San wasn't really paying any attention to him. She was probably to busy thinking about humvees. He continued to walk down the highway, looking around for any sight of the robots. He didn't see any robots but he did see a large black cat. He didn't think much of it though, he had seen many black cats in his life. They seemed to be strangely common in abandoned cities.

((When I say large, I mean large as in "While she looks like a domestic short hair, she's really about the size of a panther"))

Sounds like a good idea. We help them take down the robot, then snag the CPU and run like hell? Owle sent.

She changed direction, now purposely striding tp the southwest.