Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25218347-20180604010109/@comment-26892768-20180605010329

Meanwhile, some sort of hover pod thing arrives, landing a few meters away from Team Fortress' base.

Becky and GLaDOS get out of the Death Pod and look at the base.

"It would appear they're having...I'm not sure if it's an argument or a business arangement, but either way, it appears we'll have to wait for a few minutes." Becky muses, looking at the current situation. "Now, unless you have any objections, I'm going to get out the gifts."

GLaDOS looks at Becky for a moment. "...while I'm perfectly willing to let you do manual labor, I'd prefer if I handle the delicate machinery around here."

"It's not delicate by any means." Becky points out.

"I don't really care." GLaDOS reaches into the back of the Death Pod and starts searching.