"Oh no, the rich girl had a good idea." Blue commented with a triumphant smirk, noticing the shameful expression on Marcus' face. She moved out of the way, standing beside him as she looked at the gate. It was so old, maybe they could simply pull the two poles apart, if they had enough strength, which.. Blue had none.<br/><br/>"If we can get me in I can try and find a ladder or some bolt cutters." She suggested, her eyes darting between each building. She wondered what each one was for... but she supposed she'd find out eventually. If they could get inside. She couldn't fight the worried feeling she felt for going in there alone, what if the Realians were inside? Or confrontational and dangerous survivors - the types that shot anyone else on sight in fear of them stealing their resources. Still, she had a gun, and she was fast, so hopefully she wouldn't be on her own for too long.