"Well. I suppose it's effective."

His inspection was mostly complete. There were discrepancies to report, for sure. Otto's equipment wasn't designed to detect angles, missed rivets...the sort of things the naked eye could detect. Were it any other day, or if the inspection was being carried out by the appropriate number of personnel, W-0173 would be a 'no-go.'

Otto, in his typical hunched-over fashion, stood in the suspended cable trolley at even level with the wall's summit. Indebted workers, robots and foremen busily moved around performing various tasks. He even noticed a few people who were working hard-exceptionally hard-at doing nothing meaningful. Otto gained the attention of a nearby loader robot by throwing a loose screw at it. "Hey fella. Mosey on over here, give this old man an assist, will ya?"

The metal and plastic-clad robot clanked and zipped towards the trolley and stopped between it and the wall. Otto grabbed his bag and used the robot as a step to arrive atop the wall's surface. "Royal funds, hard at work." A stack of unused girders lay nearby, which Otto found as the ideal perch to recover from several minutes of painstakingly boring work. He prepped his wooden pipe and puffed away, waiting patiently for an opportunity to speak with the woman in charge of the workers. Now seemed like a bad time. She looked pissed.