As Raymond was injecting the needle into the man's wrist, alarms suddenly rang in the distance. And barely audible over the sound of that, laser fire could be heard too. Raymond was quick to stand up, his eyes darting in the direction of the sound. Thankfully there were all sorts of tall buildings in the way of whatever the commotion was. "I would have done it for anyone." Raymond said, his voice now changed from calm to tense. But ready, nonetheless. The sirens echoed throughout the streets, it was a definite concern. Who the hell could possibly be sounding those? Any sirens that would be operational after centuries wouldn't be triggered now for no reason. No, this had to be something installed after the war. "But, if you want full honesty." Raymond began. "You were coincidentally an NCR ranger. That's the kind of person I wouldn't mind sticking around with in a hell hole like this. Even if it's only for a short while." Raymond said, his hand reaching for his revolver once more. Sure, he had a Ranger that would likely stand with him now, but his gun had gotten him out of jams before. And he was sure this man wouldn't appreciate being hid behind.<br/><br/>As his revolver was in his hand once more, he was about to ask the man his opinion on their next move. But what stopped him was the sound of the siren cutting off. But laser fire was still rapidly heard in the distance. "Could be Brotherhood." Raymond suggested. "Those idiots!" Raymond said in an angry tone, as though they were in front of him. "Who the hell installs a siren in the middle of a ghost town full of mutants?" All that followed was a sigh, his head changing directions multiple times. They could go towards the commotion. On one hand, that meant more people. On the other hand, that meant whatever it was those people were shooting at. One thing was for sure, anything that heard that would probably be heading in this direction. And it was time to act, not linger. The sounds of lasers in the distance were feint, but still, if he could hear it so could anyone else. He looked to the ranger. "I think the smartest idea would be-"<br/><br/>It was suddenly in that moment he heard a noise, coming from a car not far from them. At least, the shell of what a car would have been centuries ago. Raymond assumed the ranger heard as well. His revolver point at the car, the hammer now clicked backwards. "Probably not human, could be a deathclaw cub." Raymond suggested, not considering the combat strategy of the event. "We could scurry. Just suggesting that."