Sandy looks to Alana as she takes Stephanie off of her hands. "Actually that's not a bad idea, take Rachel and Virginia and this pack with you." She shoulders the pack off of her own back.  Get the ambulance maybe two if Virginia can get them started and see to Rachel and Stephanie.  I'm going to go help Jack and Eric." She waits for the other woman to take the girl and the pack then heads out towards where the robot is.  She zips up her leather jacket, leaving the bottom half of her dark-blue unitard exposed (along with the black leg warmers and sneakers) making it look like she might have been on a morning jog.<br/><br/>Of course, the purpose is in case she has to do battle with something.  If it rips through her jacket she may be able to salvage her spandex.  Not like it's any great protection but it's relatively warm and it's covering her up currently so it's better than nothing.  She's actually starting to wonder if Eric can't fashion some kind of armor for them.  It might require him to get a little physical to shape it to them, but it might do them some good if they come up against creatures that can slice through leather...like that<i>thing</i>that raped Stephanie.<br/><br/>For now she slinks out into the battlefield, as it is, and listens for the big clomping steps of the robot versus the lighter footsteps that Jack and Eric would be making, or the pitter-patter of little doggie footsteps.  And...of course, keeping an eye out for any freak with no face...  Last thing she wants to be doing is hiding from a giant robot while Mr. Claws takes her from behind!