[h1]Grob[/h1]

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November 19, 12:37 AM
Between Overlook and Arboretum

"Exactly what happened?" The Tier II asked.

Shit. Grob did not expect this. "Oh uhhh, hey there." Grob said as he whipped around to the new voice. "Well sir, my business makes fireworks and displays for the public ya see." He lied. "We wanted to... test... our... new line of fireworks." He explained, hoping the engineer would buy it‏.

"And you didn't think to test them in an outside clearing rather than a residential area?"

"This is a residential area?" Grob said in fake shock. "Looked like this place was abandoned. Bit of a shithole if ya ask me, but then again, isn't Voldoa?"

The Engineer crossed his arms, looking a bit... insulted. "That's very blunt of you, isn't it?"

"Look here mate, no harm done, no one 'urt. We'll clear this up and be on our way. Sound good?" Grob said, trying to get rid of the Engineer as quick as possible‏.


There was a bit of a pause as the Engineer looked around. Grob was right after all. No one in the immediate vicinity looked hurt in the slightest. Still, though...‏

"I'm going to file a report on this and make sure Tarblatt sees it." He said, "You just... make sure it doesn't happen again."

Grob flicked his finger in a cross on his chest. "Cross me heart mate." He said with a typical gremlin grin.