“Every time I sign a paper, someone screams. Every time I sign a paper, a soul is reaped. I sign papers keep myself fed, and to make sure there’s not an excess of living people, or an excess of souls. I could go over the whole process but that would take too long.”
Newcomer enters from the firing range.
"Hello!" Newcomer calls, flexing his robotic joints, seemingly mincing stretching in a normal human.
Panzer peeks his head through the door, and trills a greeting, before realizing he won't fit and going around the back of the resteraunt.
Panzer makes a series of clanks and shrill creaks, and Mechanic looks at him with wild eyes.
"Panzer, you- are you sure? We gave that whole storylin- I mean mission once we found out it was cring- once we found out [i]HE[/i] decided not to come."
Panzer gives a semblance of an eager nod with his turret
[spoiler]you get exposition now, sit back and prepare.[/spoiler]
"O-ok. What Panzer is saying, is this is our Transmissions booth." At this, Panzer opens the garage door to reveal much radio equipment, and some strange, Knight Rider-esque panels.
"This is where we would send transmissions to our Boss. He says he noticed you... left." Mechanic stops and looks confusedly at Panzer. When Panzer does not make any noise, he shrugs and turns around. "Whatever that means. He says you went to a place very important to our Boss. A... A Graveyard, of sorts." He stops and seems to consider what he's going to say next. Using the opportunity Panzer turns on the radio booth.
"Ah," Mechanic starts, "He says it's where God's breath their final breath. I don't know how he knows all this, I'm sorry. It's probably all mumbo-jumbo anyway." Mechanic shakes his head and examines the booth. When he turns around, you notice he has a strange marking on the back of his head.
"Exactly is what? The radio works inter-dimensionally, so that's that. The Graveyard...?" Mechanic Looks at Panzer expectantly.
[spoiler]Gonna leave it at this rq, need to manage something.[/spoiler]