Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131102191203/@comment-25151516-20131102215941

Holmes caught an airship, inbound for Beacon. He was on his phone, studying up on Julian. The information flowed from the connection with the array of computers in his apartment, so the information was plentiful. Police and forensic reports, a few street camera images, even the orphanage file was on hand. He studied, absorbed, and assessed.

Quite a reputation you have there, Mister Gestalt.

He noticed the other passengers onboard; a handful of scattered men who were clearly too old to be students, too well armed, and too focused on their phones and scrolls to be teachers or simple passengers. Holmes studied these men carefully, knowing they would, no doubt, cause some kind of trouble.

''Fifty thousand lien. Typical. ''