Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170530194819/@comment-5543592-20170625030011

The old inventor shuffled up to them, coming to a stop as the eyebot surveyed each Outsider and then floated over to... Duncan

The eyebot's little arm reached into his pocket, and withdrew the scrap of titanium (with orange accents) that he'd found in Vault 253 in that room with all the junk and tiger cubs.

"This is mine"  The old man noted as the eyebot dumped the scrap into his palm. "But you didn't steal it.  It's a piece of one of the masks, I don't understand..."