Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27661770-20171226004522/@comment-26892768-20171227025850

The process is complete.

"Oh thank god." Avian does a little tinkering to make his tablet emit the same energy as the monitors, turns them all off, and quickly throws his tablet into a teleporter with one destination in mind...

"Desperate times call for desperate measures..." Avian heads to the armory,

The tablet reappears elsewhere, landing on a floor of green tiles. On the green-tiled wall next to it is a familiar hammer and duo of bowtie and suspenders...