Alexander Thaddeus Way
"We will fight or we will die either way the enemy will fear us today."
Alexander slipped the blade back into its harness, and grabbed Trooper's collar so the dog would relax. His pale, silvery green eyes flickered over Chance, not really seeing anything wrong with her. He gave her a bob of his head, and turned his back and trailed back into the generator room as Kennedy and Hunter emerged from upstairs. He picked up the small gas can, which was empty, and a small hose. His eyebrows furrowed and Trooper whined slightly at his master. A rough chuckle escaped Alexander and he patted Trooper on the head with his callousy hand. After everything got sorted up with Chance and whatnot, the lad would probably take someone with him to siv some gas from stranded or abandoned cars- if they could find any with gas still in them.