For those heading to the Motercade, it had suffered little damage in the subsequent riot.  Cars were lined up from the various employees that worked the detention center.  Very few were luxery cars, and while Alexis had taken something flashy, for others, a few vehicals lined up in the back might catch their eye.<br/><br/><a class="externalLink" href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSWOdOY8yuNJXHqKV1SB8yu83FySmNy3dSDR6g0uW31lyHy_ljsHQ" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSWOdOY8yuNJXHqKV1SB8yu83FySmNy3dSDR6g0uW31lyHy_ljsHQ</a><br/><br/>Armored transports lined the wall, each one had taken them to this place, and now they sat idly.  They were built to be able to handle anything that the villains might be able to throw at them, short of the most powerful ones inside and out.  Bot now, they were a means to an end not initially intended for.<br/><br/>For Alexis, as she scanned the radio, eventually the familiar voice caught her ear.  "...who escaped, proceed north from the prison, three miles, and take the right road until you hit the beach.  I repeat, the Helicopter evac has been destroyed, for those who escaped, proceed north from the prison, three miles, and take the right road until you hit the beach."<br/><br/>With the chopper destroyed, Slimeball looked around.  With no reason to stay, he began to head into the prison to attempt to break things up at the source.  "Now who went through all the trouble to start this whole riot..."  He mused to himself.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>