Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25389303-20161009134004/@comment-25389303-20161112201853

Raiden Manikin had been working endlessly ever since the Fall of Beacon around 10 days before, monitoring the numerous hidden cameras Team RUST had set up around the city for signs of criminal and Grimm activity and notifying the police when necessary. Ever since being split up from his team, Raiden had convinced himself that he was doing Vale a greater good by staying in the city, protecting it, rather than searching for his lost comrades. However, his concern grew as each day passed, with none of the three contacting him. Little did he know that Skye had since flown to Atlas to restart his robotics company, Ulric had returned to the Decimari, and Thallium had seemingly been devoured by Grimm while defending the city. Right now, Team RUST was as good as dead.

Raiden stopped typing away at his keyboard when he heard his Scroll ringing on his desk next to him. A part of him wanted to ignore it - he was already flooded with work, and anything else would probably be too much. Even though he didn't recognise the number, however, he accepted the call and lifted the Scroll to his ear.

"''Good morning uhhmm...is this Raiden?" ''An unfamiliar voice asked. Raiden drummed his fingers on the desk impatiently, slightly irritated by the caller's obliviousness to his stressful situation.

"Yes, yes this is Raiden. Can I help you?" he replied, scrolling through camera feeds as he spoke.