Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150916094100/@comment-26104528-20150918164619

"Maybe vee did have time to go back to ze base..." Dr. Eberhardt mused as he twiddled his thumbs. All three of the Type-40s settled down and deactivated thier engines to stay out of sight.

"Kinda what happens when you work with non-flagg folks. Get used to thumb twiddling." Fritz replied as he kept watch through his firing port. Twas true. in a situation like this, speed was of the essence. In the front of the Scince Type-40, the driver looked longingly at the throttle. The puma faunus was debating whether or not she should try to talk the other drivers into hopping over now, clear an LZ, and get to work on those samples.

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Meanwhile, Ingraham sat snacking on his protein bars with periodic sips of Liquid Cojones. Much like the Flagg team, he too was getting a little antsy. Well, nice to know that Akari's swinging her fist at something worthwhile...got a bad feling about that Noire kid though...He'd already run his system checks many times before, all there was now was just to twiddle his thumbs and gaze at his naval until takeoff.

"On behalf of the Flagg Institute, I would like to thank you for allowing our people to come along for this operation. As of now, please contact Agent Panzier, Agent Talsphere, or Dr. Eberhardt for updates. Have a pleasent evening." with that, the Raccoon Faunus left the warehouse and back to the local corporate office.