Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20170312033542/@comment-26104528-20170606061512

"Wait, what?" Fritz and Ingraham snapped out of thier conversation and over, thier faces subtlely showing shock, but still logical and calculating. For a brief second, Ingraham had a snarky reply on deck, ready to fire but the telltale sound of Stahlfritz lifting his foot off the ground was enough to convey the silent 'don't even think about it'.

"I gotta make some calls." Fritz whispered to Ingraham as he stepped outside and flipped open his scroll. He huffed as he sat down on a nearby bench. The same bench where Gretel jokingly called him "Metal Man". How fitting, the 'man' part of Fritz (his sympathy, his heart) were all saying one thing but the 'metal' part of Fritz (his training, his profession, his mind) were all saying another. As he activated encryption and dialed in Osiris's scroll number, he knew which part won over.

"Agent Senjenadam, this is Agent Panzier. Sorry to pull you back to work, but Eiger just woke up. Eilina thinks he has a very high chance of being suicidal after recent events. Nothing's happened yet, but worst comes to worst you might get a promotion...

I'm sorry. "

Kid's looking to join his mom in the Great Blue Yonder here I am trying to stop his ass 'cause he's too damn useful to me...

"Fuck this job..." Fritz mumbled to himself under his breath as he went to go find Dr. Li, trying to return to professional mode. Rounding a corner, just barely brushing one of the potted plants, he spotted the chief doctor checking up on another patient.

"Dr. Li, I just heard the Eiger may be planning a suicide attempt. Keep an eye on his meds, make sure he's actually taking them and not stashing them up to OD." Stahlfritz whispered, with the only reply being an affirming nod from the older man.

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Ingraham coughed and mumbled a brief excuse me as he turned around and walked into the corner, away from the view of Kurai and Gretel. As he blew his nose, he was also using his semblance on his scroll to search a few things up. Three screens from the holo-projector on his chest CATSAI floated on the walls and he was speed-reading them like there was no tomorrow. Ingraham might not have a degree but he was always good at absorbing knowledge and all that time hanging around Zephrion and his socialite tongue meant something had to have rubbed off on him.

After several long honks, he came back to the group.

"Kurai." he leaned over the bed slightly. "I just want you to know-" he put his hand on the swordsman's less injured shoulder. "Gretel's here for you, I'm here for you, and there's a dozen-and-change of your Destral pals across the pond who're here for you."

Meanwhile, Ingraham also used Technomancy to send a text to Gretel.

''Keep his swords far, far, away from him. Between me and him, you're the most trustable person to hold onto those until this blows over.''

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"I'm glad you asked, Mr. Silverwood." Hargreave said as she wiped her mouth and neatly folded the napkin.

"For now, expect to either come up to Coronado, our local offices in downtown Vale or expect our engineers to come down here. Either or, I'm looking to get these infiltration units in the field as soon as we can."

"The only other thing I can think of more details about the local politics of the valley. I've heard a number of things from various agents, but I think the most reliable source is sitting here before me."