Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160120005043/@comment-5543592-20160126025004

The magnetic conveyor belt came to a sudden halt as they passed over a room, back to the standard sterile-silver metal of the walls, floor, and roof, and with blue lighting.

There was one occupant, a person in a robe, and the octagonal room had a sole doorway sealed off by a forcefield. The magnetics of the conveyor belt cut off, and both Carter and Petra dropped into ten feet down into the room.

The gun clanged as it hit the ground, and Carter landed in crouch, asorbing the shock with the pads of his fingers and a knee, his duster settling around him.