<strong>Name</strong>: Will Friez<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Around the Cargo Bay<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Early Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: all<br/><hr/><br/>Upon Greg's return, Will shook his head, "Nah, I'm a flyer, though more for things like this. Driving cars was never something I learned. Fixing one up though? Maybe I can help out with that..." he offered, with a slight smile. He was still sat perched on the cage amongst the toys, his muscle spasms calming down some. He looked to Adrianna, "Max went up with the one guy to check out the bridge... The scene up there is a lil more subdued than here, though well... Something special's up in there waiting for them left by whoever kept these here, I'd wager..." he grinned to the redhead as he pointed a hand shakily up at the ceiling of the cargo bay.<br/><br/>Upon hearing Max's voice over the intercomm, with a grunt Will plopped himself off the cage and stood shakily back to his feet. Interestingly though he seemed to hold the odd twitch and jerk of a spasm, he didn't seem slow or clumsy in his movements. It was clear he took some damage to his nervous system though in the past, which may to a viewer bring up a question of how much of a quick draw or speedster he may have been beforehand. Now though, his pacing was fairly average. "I'm gonna go back up the ladder and join the others. Y'all are free to join when you want." he said with a small pleasant smile before making his way back to the ladder to the main airlock once more, "Best be quick, don't wanna be left with the duff stateroom if there is one after all..." he called as he gave his hand a singular wave in a 'see you in a bit' gesture...