(THROAT mounted cable launcher? Oh man, I'm gonna get you to use that on Andy at some point~)<br/><br/>[Hanna Airport, employee area]<br/><br/>"Sorry," mutters Andy apologetically as he steps out from beneath it, although he does first search for a "stop" button of any sort. He moves across to the table and sits on a chair with his legs crossed so as not to touch the floor, and then slumps forwards. "I just really need to spend some time adjusting to the situation... And since the "building" I'm now working for is alive, I really want to just spend some time getting to know Hanna before I get to work. I have no house here... I think there was something about accommodation on the application I filled in, but I don't really remember. I just want to step outside and spend some time getting my head straight, okay? It's so hard to cope..."<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>[Beyond the gate with Sophie]<br/><br/>Sophie folds up onto her wheels again and heads off down the street, turning on her "eye-beam" head-lights (double-pun power!) as she goes, biting her lip as she looks from side to side to find a suitable spot to release. While Bailey has become disconnected from her movements, she can still see.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Name: Victoria<br/>Gender: Female<br/>Species: Otter<br/>Civilian/Macro: Macro<br/>Job: Boat/submarine for sightseeing tours and transport<br/>Description: A more feral-looking creature than most, Vicky swims across great lakes and oceans for a living and loves doing it! She's a playful soul, so if you come to her after hours, you might get a "free ride"! Her stomach has been lightly modified with windows made from a highly flexible and very tough plastic, which is warm to the touch. These are set up so that she can close them off, too.<br/>Other?: She wears a little headset on one ear, complete with a tiny screen that can flip out to cover one eye. She uses this for directions, instructions, and calling her friends. Despite her casual job, she's a police reserve like Janet. She responds to water-based emergencies and the occasional land-based one, although she may not let her passengers out first!<br/><br/>[Down at the docks]<br/><br/>Victoria yawns and stretches, resting with her chin on the concrete. No-one seems interested in an aquatic tour or over-sea journey today, and there's been nothing that requires her help on police radio. She idly flicks through the channels on her radio, wondering if anyone would contact her or if she'd need to speak to them first.