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Isaac had noticed a small crowd of robed and dingy men and women had began to follow him. Were they perhaps remnants of the once great society that had fallen? Or perhaps they were scavengers ready to slay him for his belongings. Perhaps he would stop and find out, though they outnumbered him he obviously had the superior firepower, their simple automatics and laser weapons would be turned on each other in an instant. He didn't have much time to think and and a curse escaped the confessor's lips as a strange woman ran out in the middle of the road. Swerving to the right and lamming down on the breaks to stop the car before it hit her head on, he had no desire to run her down or damage the car he had just scavenged. He sighed softly as it stopped just in time, and quickly stood from the car, his rotary rifle shouldered but at the ready, and his ears alert to hear the sound of hastened footsteps over the Nod propaganda that echoed in helmet.

"What in the name of God and Kane are you doing, child?!" He was irritated, but at the same time could understand the woman's desperation. It was after all one hell of a way to get someone's attention. Calming himself with a whispered prayer, he looked the girl over and took a few steps towards her. "What is it you need, child? If you are wounded or ill, I have no medical supplies with me. Though, if you need a soldier's mercy I can offer it. Otherwise I would ask you speak quickly, I do not wish to remain this close to whatever landed for too long."