Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20180114222310/@comment-24510587-20180122000927

With a number of hisses and metallic clunks, the large cogwheel-shaped door slid backwards a bit, before rolling out of the way, revealing the entrance room. Inside, Andy was met with two figures: standing behind the command panel was a bearded man in his late twenties, dressed in a white tee over combat pants and boots, leaning on a cane. Leaned against the wall behind him was a man in his late thirties, wearing a wide-brimmed prospector's hat and a long leather coat, and sporting the most glorious moustache Andy had ever seen.