Call out the the fellow Skylander.
You there, hopefully you're more civilized than the company I've been forced to share for the last three hours.
Try to not go inside before my boys get near to whereever I am.
((Is there going to be any response or should I just advance?))
"Mm. And the design- how something so lightweight and aerodynamic can survive high winds and its own propulsion, I should like to know." He turned his attention partially to the other people in the hangar, now-- not staring at them creepily or anything, or at least not aiming to, but just trying to get an idea of the main groups present.
>Stand around, study the room and the people in it. What sorts of folk can I see? Is anyone taking an interest in us?
You and Kyle spot a foreign fellow coming down the stairs. He seems well-dressed for a Skylander, wearing a rather stylish coat indicating higher class, no less. He looks around the chamber then, as if guided by someone, immediately walks toward you.
The man greets you in a raspy voice, his posture severely hunched over from many years of reading and sitting. He has a scholarly air about him, speaking with words of wisdom--or what would be considered wisdom if you could make out what he was saying. It sounds like he hasn't spoken a single word in a very long time.
Keep tinkering.
[3] You manage to reset the hat's mechanism to its original setup using your hands, and then decide to replace all of the razors into their original locations. You forget to reenable the safety switch, and accidentally drop the hat afterward. Its mechanism triggers again, and the hat-turned-razordisc falls cutting edge-first onto the metal floor, inches away from the steel of your boot.
Considering current situation, James doesn't see a direct course of action, so he asks:
- So... Any ideas what to do now? This submarine looks mean, but it is authorities' job to keep us safe. And where were we originally going?
The stranger you originally talked to hesitates. He seems to be regaining his breath after being frightened from the disaster in the building.
After a few seconds of silence, he begins.
[2]
"We were taking you to our meeting place inside that building. Now that the authorities will be all over it, we will have to--"His speech is interrupted by his companions grabbing his shoulder and warning him.
"Over there, the wall!"You look to the wall they are pointing at and spot a group of divers outside the tunnel with heavy drilling equipment. They must be from that submarine...
The divers, ignoring the fact that they have been clearly sighted, drill through the glass and cut out a meter-sized hole in a matter of seconds--the glass plug flies out and shatters on the ground, letting through a massive jet of water, instantly filling the tunnel from the inside.
You are knocked over on your back by a deluge of water as the water level rises immediately above chest height.
Go to the front door to meet my partner. Keep my security chief I.D visible.
[4] You make your way to the front door of the lobby without drawing any noticeable suspicion, despite having a chaingun literally under your belt.
The agent meets you out on the street and pulls you to a corner. He immediately notices the large object beneath your jacket.
"Got yourself one of your toys, haven't you?"He points down the street toward the city hall of Hadria Coral--a building which was, in fact, built underneath a particularly large rock formation covered with deep-sea coral. The structure was carefully isolated and preserved as the rest of the dome was build around it. That was a tourist's biggest concern, at least. Knowing more than that, you realize that the agent is either with the mayorship, or that he is planning to use the hidden launch tubes underneath the city in order to maintain confidentiality.
A woman in the distance glances at the two of you momentarily, then returns to her business. You also hear police sirens going off in the distance--never a good sign.
Still waiting on mentallama's response
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