Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-11848168-20150912001438/@comment-11848168-20150921025521

Bren smiled and walked up to Toby and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, bud. I helped build this beaut myself." She said with great amounts of pride. "Wolfy and I here put a lot of blood, sweat, and, In Zeke's case, tears, into our creations."

"I tripped and almost sliced my arm off on sheet metal." Zeke chimed in. "I think I'm permitted to shed at least one tear."

Bren leaned in towards the mercenaries and whispered "He's sensitive for a Red."

Zeke lightly slapped the back of Bren's head. "I heard that. Anyways, new guys, we're both in charge of getting people where they need to go, and in this case, it's you. So climb into the cargo hold of the plane whenever you're ready." As he said that, Bren opened a large hatch on the back of the Copperhawk.