As messages started to pop up about people being stuck out in the storm, Markus wasted no time redirecting from his efforts to locate a generator. Life would always take precedence over comfort. He could see well enough in the rain and darkness, except for when debris came flying by. A pool chair nearly knocked him off his feet, but he dodged at the last second.
[Analyzing... tropical storm; temperature and wind speeds within hurricane perimeters...]
Data continued to stream across his HUD but his eyes caught sight of something huddled inside one of the bars near the water and he stalked towards it, a little more robotic in his motions than normal. He ducked his head under the roof, just as an empty bottle rattled loudly past his feet.