Felix Dromas
"We're definitely on the same page with the mental undressing." Felix said with a smirk.
"Let me think for a second." Felix said surveying the area he could see smoke from several different crashed cell blocks in the distance.
"There were a few cell blocks that didn't have any prisoners. A few of the other guards used to store alcohol and some of the contraband food in cell block twenty four...I mean it isn't exactly a long term plan, but it might be a good place to start." His VI attempted to locate the crashed block, but to no avail.
"Well, it would be if its beacon wasn't obliterated. I can figure out where it might be, but if that beacon is gone, I doubt much else survived." Felix wasn't an outdoorsman by any stretch, even his time in the militia had been in a rather tame environment. "The most important thing right now is to get somewhere safe, and I doubt either of us can build a shelter from scratch...Especially not one that could with the locals." He pointed at the monster from before that was fighting quite a number of prisoners.
"To be honest though, I'm kind of strapped for ideas. an uncharted alien jungle is about as far out of my element as I can get."Now that the situation wasn't a purely combat oriented one, he was lost.
"You're right though, this isn't a good place to rest. For now, we probably ought to try to find one of the cushy cell blocks they kept the corrupt diplomats and businessmen in. I doubt they could even find the emergency rations in their block...Even if they did, I'd gladly confiscate them."@Rune_Alchemist