Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24304510-20140423234425/@comment-24304510-20140623034654

Unlike the last time Luna entered, Cardin is sitting at one of the workbenches this time, a large welder's mask over his face. She can see sparks flying from some sort of machine that he seems to be working with, but his rather large frame doesn't allow a clear view of what he might be working on.

As she calls his name, the mechanic gives a small grunt, and he sets down a blowtorch and removes the mask. "Luna, right? You need something?"