[b]North of Astrakane, B9[/b]

The sun was already going down, and the starts slowly conquered the night sky. One by one their dim lights added to the dozens to create a dotted picture that would burn into your eyes after centuries. He could tell the name of all that came up around these parts. He liked to navigate around using them, even though his built in navigation never let him down before. In the last rays of the sun, the light reflected from a long abandoned skyscraper. So that must be Astrakane, and where his new employers will be at. It was still a long walk ahead, but at least the local wildlife didn't bother him. Not like he tried to get away from them, no. He barely radiated any heat, and even if anything was to get drawn to him, they would soon realize he is not much of a meal. Saying that he lost too many hats to feral beasts that roam the outback.

He opened his pocket watch, and looked at the display, illuminated by the light coming from his eyes. It was 3 minutes past 8. He closed it and put it back in his pocket, sighing. At least making a sound. He couldn't really sigh after all. If he would to run, which wouldn't be a problem, he would most likely rip his trousers, and likely make more of a dangerous approach. Someone with a trigger finger might make another hole in his hat. And that would make the fifth hat lost this week. Now that he thinks of it, he loses too many hats. Thank god there is no short supply of hats around the wasteland. Which is, yet again, a mystery that is left unsolved. However this time he would rather keep it as it is, as long as he can get hats no problem. A gentleman must always attend to his looks.

By the time he finished his inside speech about how a gentleman should dress, he was only about a 100 meters away from the checkpoint. He shone his reflector to reveal a few armored vehicles, and a makeshift wooden barricade. As soon as he lit his lamp, the reflectors that sat on the wall instantly lit him up too, which was a bit too much for his eye. When you go around not noticing your eyes are already in night vision mode, you can get really blind all of the sudden if someone switches a light on. Nevertheless he waved for the guards and raise his arm up to show he means no harm.
- [color=brown] Greetings gentleman! I have come with haste as soon as I received your radio signal. May I ask you to not shine those lights of yours into my face, please? Or is that how you treat new candidates? [/color] - The guards turned the lights away and looked at each other with confusion.
- [color=brown] Thank you fellas. May I come in now? I want to talk to a man called Solomon Troy if i remember right. Is he here now? Or did I arrive in his absent? [/color]