Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-16171938-20151003054144/@comment-23309369-20151003060742

Morti didn't react to Feng's words. He apparently had brought his headset and a pair of gloves along with him. The headset was over his eyes and the sensors in his gloves allowed him to stew over his pages and pages of data. His hands were held in front of him and his fingers danced as if using a keyboard, occasionally waving to sift through more pages, or poking different pockets of air for other commands. One of his metallic feet tapped almost impatiently as he worked.