[b][color=ed1c24]Ace Makovich - Salem - Morning[/color][/b] Ace watched as Brandy made her way up the ladder. Ace shook his head, he had only mentioned going out the side door for her own benefit. He shrugged and made his way out the cellar door, this was something he would deal with later. As he walked out he saw Brandy making her way to her place, part of him wanted to go after her, but when he looked up and saw the generator, he figured he better go work on that. As he headed up the old apartment he looked up at the ceiling. The trusses and beams he installed were holding. The ceiling and roof would need to hold out, but with this support structure he set up leading from the roof to the basement, should hold out. He kept going up and made his way to the generator. As he looked at it he noticed that it was few inches off from where it was needed. As he pondered on what he should do, after all the generator was extremely heavy, he saw Rook sitting doodling on the ground. He looked back at the generator and then over to Rook. He smiled as the thought of using his brute strength, came to mind. Sure it might be heavy for Rook, but it was either that or risk the roof collapsing under the uneven weight distribution. Ace quickly ran down the stairs and headed over to where Rook was sitting. As Rook drew on the ground Ace slowly approached him, he didn’t want to startle the green giant. He stood in front of rook, “Hey there Rook…I see you’re drawing on the ground…Hey listen, I need your help for a bit. We placed a generator on the roof of that apartment building, and it’s slightly off and need someone strong, like you to move it. What do you say?” As he stood there in front of Rook, sudden gunshots could be heard in the distance. Ace looked towards the direction of the gunfire. “What the hell was that?” Ace said t as he looked back at Rook. Ace’s hand fell down to his gun; he could hear some bellowing screams. It was deep and angry, sounded eerily familiar to certain green skinned mutants. “Shit…” Ace muttered.