Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160824233217/@comment-3293219-20160826205033

"Gavin, our Lord! Gee, you really are behind, aren't you sugar?" Clara chuckled.

"Don't worry your pretty little head about it, so long as you know why this has to happen, you'll be okay." She assured her as the trolly stopped by Harriot's feet and two surgeon-like Vault Dwellers stepped around it, holding up masks connected to the tanks.