Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150507215319/@comment-26104528-20150701221646

"Indeed." In Ingraham's mind, the safest place for this guy would have to be Flagg. The institute protects its people well and an inventor of that caliber would warrant having a 24/7 shadow. Heck, Atlas would be plenty safe too although bad for Flagg's business.

Ingraham took the hard drive and plugged in his scroll. "Ag, ain't you a bastard" he mumbled to himself as he bypassed the encryption and started reading files.

"Neon's personal logs...man, there's enough crazy in here that we could publish it as satire...random crap...ah-hah!"

Blueprints and medical diagrams appeared on the scroll. In the corner was a name, a person named (Kurai? Who's our guy/gal?)