Cassie listened to him as he gathered is things, and when he finished speaking she finally turned to look at him and reply, only he was already leaving out the metal door, making her frown deeply, speaking even though he was too far away to hear her say it, "It.....was nice meeting you too Serix....." Sighing heavily she walked over and flopped down onto her bed, wracking her brain on what she should do. Should she stay here in the plane and wait it out until others of his kind found her? Or should she try to find a better hiding spot? But what would be a better hiding spot if she were to leave? She groaned in frustration and turned over, burying her face against her pillow momentarily before an idea struck her head on where she could go. It was more hidden than the air port for sure and she would probably last longer there than she would here.

She just had to get there though without being spotted by any Alien Scouts. She was pretty sure she could with them supposedly all going to meet back at their ship like he had said. She at least had a little while to get done what she needed to get done. She went through her things, finding another bag she could take, as she had lost her other one when running from Serix in their first encounter, and she began stuffing it with things. First went the few things from her parents, which consisted of nothing more than the photo album, a necklace that her mother had given her, and her father's pocket watch. Once that was in, she went to stuff some supplies in as well, putting as many as she could fit in there, and when she was done, went to the metal door, peaking out. Good, it was still clear with no one around.

Making sure she still had the Silencer at her waist, she began to quickly make her way over the airport fence and into the city, running as quick as she could to a building that used to be a grand tall tower. Now it was broken apart and half the size it used to be from tumbling over and such with age. She went tot he door and tried it. Before the invasion it used to always be kept open because it was a public building and she was relieved to find it still was unlocked. She walked inside and toward an area she knew very well. It was a strange ghost of what it used to be. Everything was still placed in the same way it had been before the invasion, only now everything was dusty and withering away. She frowned to herself and went on, going back to the area of the building where the public hadn't been allowed. It was where officials and workers used to go. She carefully pushed the door to it open and shut it back again.

This all reminded her so much of her parents. How her father used to bring her here and her mother would sometimes tag along. It was very hard. This was the first time she had been here since she was a little girl and it was emotionally draining to think about all this. Still, she took a deep breath and pushed forward, going to the back of the building, where there was a kind of 'sitting room' it seemed. It looked normal, with a old busted tv mounted on the wall, chairs around the edges of the walls, a dysfunctional coffee maker sitting on a counter in the corner. To a person just walking in it would seem nothing more than an employee lounge. But, she knew where the secret of this room lay. 

Walking over to the center of the room, she grabbed the edge of a rather long around rug, pulling it back to reveal a hidden metal door that held a manual lock. She just had to remember where they put the spare keys. She knew there had to be some somewhere. She searched for about a half hour before she did find the key and return to the metal door, unlocking and opening it revealing a case of stairs and a long hallway beginning at the end of the stairs. She grinned to herself, hiding the key under the old broken coffee pot, before she moved down a couple of the stairs, pulling the carpet back in place and shutting the door, pulling the latch back into place to lock it from the inside so those outside for the place could only get in with the key, and she could still get out by undoing the latch. Once the door was hidden and locked, she reached into her bag, pulling out the flashlight she had packed, and flipped it on.

She walked down a few more steps and when she got to the last step and stepped the hallway portion, something strange, yet amazing happened. She jumped, looking around wide eyed as the dim motion censored lights hanging overhead flickered on, "Wha....how in the world..." There shouldn't have been any electricity running. Electricity had long since been gone from buildings since the invasion. This made her walk quicker for the hallways, searching for some kind of an explanation when, as she got to one of the many rooms that lined the halls, she heard a buzzing from one of them. 

Carefully, Cassie opened the door and what she saw made her grin excitedly. A generator was hooked into the power box and the generator had all sorts of wires leading up the walls and into the upper levels of the building, leading to what she guessed to be outside. It was a solar powered generator. She laughed with happiness at this. The ingenuity of her father and his co-workers, as well as their reparation for such things as loss of power still amazed her. Nodding to herself, she closed the door and continue down the hall, "I should have came here long ago. A good hiding place....electricity...." She made it to a heavy metal door at the end of the hall that was a very high tech in opening it. It took a scan of the person's hand to open, which she thought she wouldn't be able to do without power, but with the generator up and running now she could. She placed her hand on it(glad her father had put her scan in the system as a child), and watched as a green light passed over it, accepting the scan and sliding the metal door open, "and robots." She finished speaking to herself as she walked in, a huge grin on her face as she looked at all the robots of different shapes and sizes, some smaller than herself, and others reaching all the way to the ceiling of the tall hanger, hundreds of times bigger than herself. She had thought by now they would be falling apart and rusting, but apparently in the locked room, hidden away from weathering and harsh climates, at worst they were just dusty.

She wasn't sure what she would even do with these robots, or if she would do anything with them at all. But it was a welcoming sight to see some of her father's work and have something to bring her spirits up. Even give her hope, "Time to get work." She said to herself happily, setting her bag down and going to the largest robot that was there, set on getting all of these things fixed up the best she could.