Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32600226-20181231192754/@comment-27830834-20190201022416

At one point in his youth, Kaylock had been forced to crawl on his hands and knees through a septic pipeline in order to scrub away a particularly troublesome carbon buildup that was causing sewage overflow on board the vessel. Treating Martin to a very sour look, Kaylock started concentrating very hard on those particular memories of wading through unholy amounts of foulness.

That's right witchbreed, He thought. Get an' eyeful.

"We know th' local grid's whereabouts?" Kaylock asked aloud. "Gimme a few secs an' I'll pluck their peepers."

Nonchalantly, the voidborn passed one of his tinkered vox-beads to Shoto. "Here Bounty. Repo special. In case o' endangerment; flip th' switch, toss at the fragger, then clasp yer vox an' ears shut cause theirs is gonna get slagged."