Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-30700719-20170322230324

I gasp at the feeling. "Ah! So...that what that feels like. I don't care if the ground is cold, it's made out of metal and we're in the ocean! And the ocean is cold! And metal conducts heat easily! It's not my fault you hopped off the chair!" I turn my back to her. "Seeing as you won't answer my questions, I guess I've got nothing keeping me from tying you to a drone and flying you into a lake."

 "What do you mean? Of course! Heck, I should be the one asking you for permission! You're the super-smart AI chosen to help manage a giant submarine!"  A long, dry canyon comes into view, and a lone figure in a MJOLNIR suit appears. ICARUS flexes a bit, then fabricates a SPAS-12 shotgun.  He looks around, ready to fight.