[i] WOOOOOOSH [/i] A small ball rushes through a maintenance tube at high speed. She always loved the pneumatic tubes. Rushing though the tunnels of her home and only stopping to pop out with a small ding to a place that needed repair. After a long day of fiddling with wires that seemed to never stay put, she popped into her canister for a nice cycle of rest and free time, which for her was usually a nice immersion game, probably something with a little fantasy and magic. <[i] I wonder of Alk'tor finally got our guild out of trouble. I hope he did. I spent a long time trying to get us that charter.[/i]> A small ping was thrown up on her game ui. A message? Who the hell wanted to talk to some nerdy maintenance bot. With a sound of annoyance, she popped out of her canister and to the place the message told her to go. This had better be good.