Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32632608-20171008061252/@comment-32632608-20171101083449

Cleo finally enters the spare ship hangar, and turns on the cellphone that he found while managing the retrieval squad, telling them where to look for non-ferals.

Cleo: A Golden Laptop in... I see. At least I know where I'm heading- *Imprisoned Rotobaga shakes in his possession, surprising him a little* Woah there, behave you feral. *Silently* I have a special job for you, later.

Nevada: *Looking for someone he knows on the ship, and runs into Oreigon* Oh, hey there. Oreigon, right? *Sigh* All hell just broke loose and it's pretty depressing... I almost forgot, *Pulls out the mysterious cellphone* Did you get anything like this?