Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-35000153-20180614210314/@comment-30700719-20180716033708

TJK sighs, then speaks into the PDA-the disc on his wrist, "ICARUS, find that frequency, patch it through." A second later, his voice is doubled to Repter as it transmits through both devices, "You do know I've got comms as well, right? One does not necessarily tell a revolutionary undersea Wunderwaffen exactly where to start shooting off rocket planes using messenger doves. But I'll keep an eye on him." He covers his wrist and leans over to Valorad, "Come on, relax a little. Consider this: you take that loot, you use some of it to build a lair. Hide the rest of it smack-bang in the middle, and boom, you've got people literally walking up to you. Short-term restraint for long-term investment. Work from home."