Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170222205200/@comment-5543592-20170313223927

William's memories of the psychotronic nightmare that was the Battle for New York aside, the power generator appeared mostly harmless. A large station with glittering buttons lay in front of the generator, and there was a large switch sat on the generator's main body, pulled down in the off position. If they wanted to see in better than emergency lighting, they could probably flip back on the Vault's power from here.

"What, the office?" The man asked. "Go back out to the Atrium, take the hallway directly below this one to security, and then the elevator there up.  The office is it's only stop." The guy lifted his head, peering around. "Do you know what time it is?  And why are all the lights off?  I think the last cleaning crew left me down here by accident."

Duncan, as he was searching the garbage, found something strange. Unlike the rest of the garbage, it was a piece of partially damaged tech that didn't belong in the Vault. Made of a very solid metal alloy, with orange highlights that told of advanced inner circuitry, it's design vaguely resembled that of Causer armor. Perhaps whatever this had once been a part of had been built by the same person who built the Causer armor?