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Discussion in 'Role Playing' started by Rgbunpro, Feb 20, 2016.
He heads back down to the floor he missed and enters the room.
Andrew walked further in so he could he perhaps find anything useful.
It looked like your typical office building. There was a break room where people would have gone to get coffee, along with a restroom. The rest was cubicles, most of which had thier walls knocked over in one way or another.
Most of what one might consider "the good stuff" had been looted a long time ago. Most of what was left were just playing cards and other useless knick-knackery. However there was a door in the back.
He loots all the cabinets, then eats a slab of meat.
Mostly the cabinets contained old, now useless, papers. However he found a couple things.
Killik found the following:
Pencil x 4
Letter opener x 1
Stapler x 1
Metal scrap x 4
Sonic Grenade x 1
((Wow, who does this office belong to? Apeture?))
He puts the grenade and metal into his pack and heads back down to the lobby.
((Those are actually more common than you think, you can literally buy them on amazon. Heck these days there's even apps you can download.))
The lobby was exactly how he left it.
He heads outside and continues walking west.
As he continues west, he bumps into something. Though when he looks, he can't see anything.
He begins feeling it to figure out what it is.
He tries to feel it, but it slips away from him. He then hears a strange clicking noise.
He swings his wrench at where he thought the thing was, then jumps away.
He hits nothing, however, from the direction in which he swung his wrench, and rather suddenly, someone appears. A young man with jet black hair and pale skin. He raises his hands in the universal sign of surrender and starts spouting words of a language Killik doesn't know in a rather panicked tone.
"Calm down!" he yells, "I can't understand you."
He puts his wrench in his belt, just in case.
Killik's yelling only seemed to increase the young man's panic. But at least he stopped spouting nonsense. He was now standing silently, shaking in terror.
He puts his hands in the air to show he wasn't holding a weapon, the gestures for the man to follow him to a building.
The man nervously follows. By the look on his face, you'd think he was getting mugged.
He once again tries to talk to the man, speaking slowly; "Who are you?"
The man doesn't seem to understand the question. He looks down at a small box on his belt and notices that it appears to be sparking a little. A look of realization comes over him and he quickly grabs the box and starts to mess around with it.
He offers the man some electronic scrap to see if he needs it.