Seeing that #183 had taken her orders to heart, Alexia continued to go around the mess of rubble, trying to help dazed survivors like herself and get them out of the area. But by this time now, the guards from the center of the city had arrived and were beginning to assist in the recovery effort. They were ushering those helping victims of the rubble out of the area and gathering them into a safe zone filled with doctors and medics.<br/><br/>Alexia was one of those people rounded up by guards, and frantically searched for anyone that she knew. Eventually meeting up with a few men of her crew, they frantically tried to check her leg but she forced them away. She didn’t want anyone looking and seeing that the wound was gone, and said that the blood wasn’t hers. They would have to accept it; she was the boss and they listened to whatever she told them, thus this would just have to be another order.<br/><br/>Eventually they were moved to an area further away from the wreckage, and Alexia stood with her men in a line waiting for people to come and get them. she still couldn’t see #183, but she hoped that he would at least remember how to get back to their headquarters. If not, someone would find his ID number and return him quickly.<br/><br/>Tucking some of her fair, yet dirty hair, behind her ear, her blue eyes flicked up across the faces of those who were crying. Eagerly taking a flask of water from someone, she drank a large amount down because she had been advised too. Alexia was also aware that she had lost a lot of blood due to the fact she couldn’t walk far without getting dizzy and grabbing onto someone for support. She was hoping that her father would be arriving soon, but didn’t look forward to all the bureaucratic debate she’d have to deal with further down the road. With their shop destroyed in this district, the company lost a lot of money but that wasn’t what was on Alexia’s mind right now.<br/><br/>She was wondering what brought the airship down, and why. Clearly it was retreating to the city to get repaired, but they country was not at war. Something was going on, something big. It was unknown to the young merchant, but she knew deep down in her gut that things were going to change drastically.