Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20140527153710/@comment-13427943-20140606004726

Sitting at his desk his drones had tracked each of them down, sipping a mug of tea he rerouted the network. Keeping it changing every minute any trace on his network would be hampered. "Ciaran, a word of caution, the grapnel gun is still a work in process, the cable will be able to hold you and at least one other. The steel cable i need is on its way." he rung him using a multi network call. "Be careful, the detecive may have a trace on our scrolls." he hung up abruptly.

Okay, set the scene buddy, we're going to make them run