[h1]Ethan Morrfield[/h1]

As soon as Dazz turned away, Ethan flipped his hardhat back off, grinning. He turned to the cement-robot, who was currently churning the wet grey glop out into the filler space between the metal sheets. He approached, and then rapped on it's head. "Hey Crunk, how about you go pour some more over by beardy there?" He said, pointing at a man working a ways down with a long beard. The Robot turned, looked, and then booped happily and waddled off towards the man.

Ethan laughed. Construction robots were so easy to manipulate. He glanced around to make sure none of the other slave-masters were working, and then he walked to the city-side edge. He swung down, hanging on the ledge with his fingers, and slipped into a dent in the wall made by a falling piece of metal the week before.

He looked out over the city, contemplating how to snag the enchanted wrench the old mechanic who fixed the construction bots carried. He considered just tripping the man and grabbing the wrench as he fell. But he decided he didn't want the old man injured. He would have to make a distraction of some kind. He shrugged, that shouldn't be too hard.

There was loud commotion and yelling from above, several shouts of his name. He jumped back up, hanging from the ledge. Dazz and Davis were looking around nervously for him. He slipped up over the edge and drew out the piece of paper with his short range jump-sigil. He pressed it, and imagined flying over the city. He appeared behind Dazz. He tapped her on the shoulder. "You rang boss?"