Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150622221614/@comment-26104528-20151031175759

"Oh, hey Azzie." Ingraham greeted as he pocketed his flask and looked up at the hole where rainwater was pouring in. "If you're here to help with the Nepheles, I hope you know a thing or two about electronics and don't mind rain."

The mobster nodded and Ingraham figured the best way to get both of them upthere was an aura-boosted...well, boost. assuming said position, he tossed azulius topside while he himself boosted up there.

On the plus side, the storm had definetly calmed down now that Flagg's weather machine was no longer super charging it. Once disconnected, all Ingraham needed to do was call the local office and they'd do the rest.

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Down below, Honara kept eyes on the reactor readout. Sure enough, it was totally idle and looking stable. While part of her wanted to take it fully offline, she was in no way shape or form even remotely qualified as an engineer. Something she may want to take a summer course over.

"So, what else do they teach at Beacon besides how to decapitate an Ursai?" she figured she may as well make some conversation to fill space.