Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20141204053946/@comment-16171938-20150304175001

"Alright, I'll send ya a message once I'm above some sort of airstrip." Xoxoctic replied, the call ending after a farewell.

The DJ pushed on the throttle, the football field length ship going faster and in no time he was approaching Lapin Industries. Letting off the controls, he put on the autopilot as he grabbed his jacket and threw it on.

Alright, time to make an entrance.

Xoxoctic opened his scroll and typed in coordinates for the ship to hover: above a empty parking lot outside the factory and several dozen feet above the ground. As the airship moved to position, he sent a message to Mint saying "Look outside"