The rad storm was coming up on them fast so when the brown haired woman began moving towards the concrete structure Sadie moved with her happy this stranger recognized the danger. They walked in silence to the building, but as they approached Sadie smirked at something the woman had said while she was so angrily stabbing the dead derilect in the neck. "Ya, I got'em," she grinned with a side ways glance towards her athletically built companion. Sadie knew full well how most people were put off by her foul mouth and bloody anger. Most of the time she could not give a shit less, but the easy laugh of this woman pleasantly refreshed her. A capable fighter by the look of her, and clearly one hell of a good shot by the way she took out those two scum bags Sadie hoped they could maintain a truce through the storm. Cutting up those pigs back there was one thing, but Sadie knew this woman was far more deadly.<br/><br/>At the door Sadie again drew her HK and leaned her back up against the outer concrete wall of the structure. She could feel the heat from the sun baked concerete radiate into her flesh, and as the rad storm boomed just behind them the shock waves punched through the wall and into her frame. The woman began counting down, mouthing each number, and on one Sadie dropped to one knee ready to shoot low as the woman braced high. Surprisingly good coordination for someone she had just met Sadie mused to herself as the dank stale air of the building wafted out to them.<br/><br/><b>“You go right, I go left?”  <br/>
</b><br/>Sadie nodded her head and quickly broke right inside the door panning her pistol through the sweet as she searched for targets. Inside was a huge open area lined with metal and concrete struts that held up the roof. Windows across the wall neaer the roof let in the sickly light of day filtered through the dirt collected on them, and the air smelt musty and dank as the place had been closed up for a very long time. Sadie kept herself tight to the wall and began moving silently down the one side trusting that her companion had her rear covered; and more so that her companion was not about to shove a knife between her shoulder blades. Heel to toe, knees bent, Sadie moved silently down the right side wall of what appeared to be a pre war warehouse. Sadie understood their purpose even though she grew up after the Great War, but she had been on many scavanging expeditions to these very types of structures. This one had apparently already been looted unfortunately.<br/><br/>A thick layer of dust and dirt covered the floor and Sadie pay close attention to it. If anyhone had been through here recently the grime on the floor was sure to giv ethem away. So far they appeared to be in the clear, and as Sadie made her way around to the back of the warehouse she could not find any trace of tracks in the floor grime. Glancing above her from time to time she detected no shadows as well, and soon she became reasonably confident that no one else was there except them. At the back were main doors that appeared to be shipping doors to a loading dock. Moving from door to door Sadie made sure to pull the locking bolt on each one.<br/><br/>"I think we made it just in time," Sadie said casually walking back towards the center of the abandoned warehouse. Her heavy boots thudded through the open air now that she no longer worried about stealth, and she reholstered her pistol as she strolled back up to the woman.<br/><br/>"By the way, thanks for back there," Sadie continued, her eyes flickering right and left as she spoke barely keeping eye contact. Her chest tightened again as she remembered being so easily ambushed by those pigs. Digging her finger nails deeply into the side of her thigh until pain shot through her she remembered the rage she felt at herself for making such a stupid decision. Letting go of her thigh eased the fire that now burned their but she knew there would be bruising there tomorrow. You deserve it, she thought before turning her eyes back to the woman. "I'm Sadie," she said with a small smile and a curt nod.