Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20170116054242/@comment-25924729-20170220043428

"Name's Van Dyke, but you can call me Jett, Jett Helsing." she chirped in a friendly tone.

Now that she was inside the warm, though rather dull building, Jett let out a comfortable sigh, unzipped her heavy winter clothing and tossed it on the couch, leaving her in her usual comfortable, albeit rather revealling sports top, shorts and vest. An odd looking metal device trailing down her back creaked and glinted in the room's sparse lighting as the cyborg stretched her limbs with a soft "Mmphhh...~"

She crossed the room to where Dalton hunched over the radio and peeked over his shoulder, curious to see what the guard was up to. While watching the man work, she explained "Oh it's no big deal, I just heard some rumours about some old, mysterious treasure hidden in the marsh, pretty cool huh? Anyway i thought i'd take a look, just for fun."

After a moment of thought, she added "Hey, you work here right? You know anything about the treasure? And whadaya mean by being worried about things leaving the marsh?"