Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170824010431/@comment-32908780-20170827050616

(Hey, so was I!)

Max watched as his friend walked off, turning his attention to Kos. "Is this... a retardant of some sort? To minimize collateral damage? Or is it some sort of catalyst to make the fire bigger and burn faster?" The vial was a godsend- it took his mind off things. He needed that.

Meanwhile, Charlotte had gotten a bit lost on the way to the Workshop. She walked past two people she had reckognized from earlier, but hadn't had the time to speak. Luckily, as she entered the workshop, the repellents were there and ready. She popped back on the lids and tucked them under her arms. As she walked out, she stopped, now having a bit of downtime, beside the Hellhound. "Say, I don't mean to intrude as you seem rather busy, but you asked earlier about what I was doing. I was a little too... focused, at the time, but I am happy to disclose that I was writing down some blueprints for a rather large project that my Master, Max, came up with. You must be miss Kansas, the Hellhound that he talked about. Just like the big lizard man, he said that I could count on you if I was in danger and he wasn't there to help." The Hellhound seemed a tad exasperated from something. Little Charlotte had no intent to get in the way, but she certainly didn't want to leave her without an answer. He then turned back to the man. "And you must be..." She thought a moment. "Why, are you that man, Isaac? Perhaps Walfred?" One, wasn't very highly regarded at all, the other, she was to see first if given the chance.