Being sneaky was not her specialty. She slid into alley way after alley way, looking for some form of abandoned building so that she could rest for a brief spell, but no such think was able to be seen for miles. She tried to stay under overhangs so that the rain would not get into her metal parts, but it was very difficult. Sometimes there was never an overhang to be under. When she found one of those, she risked using her metal legs to sprint rapidly to the next one, but as soon as she stopped, she would jolt with a malfunction. 

She peered out into the streets and saw the very few humans walking with metal robots of some sort. She didn't recognize them, but thanks to a young group of children playing nearby with them, she learned that they were called "Mechangels". She looked at them and, for some reason, they did not read as "angel" to her. She managed to get further out of town and that's where she began to find abandoned buildings. She found one that seemed to have running water and she hurried directly into that one. 

Running upstairs to one of the empty rooms, she quickly stripped off her ragged, torn clothing and scrubbed at her still flesh bits, which was not much. It consisted of her hair, her face, her chest, abdomen, and her left arm. She even had to be careful with her hair because of her attachment in the back that kept on flipping out in front of her right eye with each malfunction. 

Once she finished cleaning herself up, she felt only slightly better. She then washed her clothing, tearing off any stringy bits on her top, but leaving the ripped up jeans as they were. She did not want anyone to see her legs. Now, she had a long sleeved crop top with ripped up jeans that shown a little metal through them. Great, she wasn't going to stand out in a crowd. 

She rummaged through the abandoned building, looking for a pair of gloves to put over her hands so that her metal hand wouldn't show. She didn't find any, but she did find an old pair of boots to cover up her metal feet and a jacket with pockets and hood. That would have to work for now. She quickly slid into the boots and pulled on her new jacket. She flipped up the hood of her jacket and shoved both her hands into the pockets, nearly ripping the pockets with the force. She cringed with another malfunction and realized that she would have to wait out the rain before she could go anywhere. She sat down on the bed and waited, staring out the gloomy window into this New Society.