Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20150216071646/@comment-4681758-20150216235411

"The problem was, Wolfe didn't know he was walking into a trap.", Ciarán sighed as he listened to Vix. "Besides, remember what happened last time we dealt with this?  Wolfe fell into a coma and almost died!  AFTER a full invasion of the compound.  Look... It's not a matter of whether or not I trust them, or if I think they're ready.  We're enough to handle this, we don't need to put them in danger... Or in a position where they'll do something they regret.", he said as he looked up and saw RBIN had vanished without a trace. "Goddammit..."

"So, you're SURE this thing is goona run all the way to Pineore and not blow up?", Newman asked as he locked the door to the garage from the inside. "Brand and I have put countless hours, brainpower, and mechanical engineering into this thing over the last year.  It'll get us there.", Rogan reassured him as Brand pushed a button and the floor opened in the center of the garage, sending up an elongated, sedan-sized motorcycle with bat wings over the hubcaps. "And you're not worried he's going to kill us when, very shortly, he realizes we took this thing?", Iona asked as she crossed her arms. "By then, we should already be in the next county.  Besides, it beats leaving it around here to rot.", Brand shrugged as he sat down in the driver's seat.