Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190809182613/@comment-5543592-20190827020843

Tanner led them back through the streets of Reno. It was getting dark now, more so when accented by Reno's healthy amount of smog.

The streets were as empty and dirty as when they arrived. They retraced their steps to the Vertibird, parked where it had been in the asphalt lot.

Someone had stolen the tires from the landing gear.

"Figures." Tanner muttered, pounding his fist twice on the side of the cabin. "It's us, Tanaka." The cabin door slid aside.