<strong>Name:</strong>Elias Scragg<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Astartes Arbites<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Progen Fifteen<br/><strong>Case File:</strong>One<br/><strong>Investigators:</strong>Rhia Euphrati, Regis, Cato Bones,<span class="bbc_u">Elias Scragg</span>, Veyda<br/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156959.msg7688835#msg7688835">Quote from: Pumpkin Seeds on 08-02-2013, 00:32:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>The Enforcer cleared her throat for a moment, approaching the wobbling figure of Scragg.  “We umm…We don’t quite know how they got in here.  The door was supposed to have been sealed but you are right investigator that the door is the only way we know of to enter this place.  We cannot find records of what lies beneath this facility.  Some sort of network of caverns or an old sewage system is our best guess at this point.”<br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Scragg glowered at the Enginseer when his partial bluff and fast-talking didn’t quite work out. He’d figure out how all those low-life gangers could blather they way out of trouble eventually. For now there was the pressing matter of all attention being on him. When Regis patted his shoulder it took him a few moments but eventually noted the Cybermastif moving in a little further. With any luck it might add to his fanciful story a little. He found himself mouthing the mechanical dog’s name under his breath as Dieter sniffed about. Elias shot glances from Enforcer Isadora to Regis and cleared his throat, his nagging cough returning as a fist was raised to block it from spraying over others.<br/><br/>“Modi. Enginseer Modi. Thank you for answering my earlier question. You know, where I tried to be polite and asked you what your name was. Lets hope I don’t have to find evidence of some kind of guild conspiracy in order for you to tell me how you day was.  Hey Regis is Modi a female or male name? Good Throne how much information do you have to exchange before you even get a date on Mars?”<br/>Being as Obtuse and snarky as he could be in hopes of inspiring what little frustration was left in the mechanical mind of the Enginseer, essentially trying to continue to be a distraction for the metal mutt and his searching, Scragg eventually did realize what had been said.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156959.msg7726974#msg7726974">Quote from: Muse on 15-02-2013, 13:02:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"One of the mutants who laborer here was carrying for a child.  He accepted a bribe to leave a door open.  <br/><br/>   Regis gave the foreman a level look.  "One of you guards shot the mutant before he could be subdued and questioned.  I will not be pleased if I discover this was more than an act of incompetence."  Regis turned back to Elias.  “What is it that you sense?”    <br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>“Wait…a boy? The<em>Mutants</em>outside? What kind of madman puts a Mutant in charge of a child? Are you trying to run a daycare center on the side for menials? Better still…what would a mutant be doing anywhere other than living in a...<strong>sewer pipe</strong>.”<br/><br/>He turned his head back to Isadora and smiled as if this were all somehow still part of his insane synopsis of their situation a few moments ago, her mention of some kind of sewer entrance making all the more sense to him even if it came off as coincidental to everyone else. “So…a mutant opened a door did he? That’s a funny thing to get shot down for. I mean, being a mutant, eating and being a mutant,<em>breathing </em>and being a mutant... those’re all good reasons to get shot down but opening a door…that’s a little odd. What was he doing when you were talking to him if I can ask? Like I was trying to say. Something was in here and it was right scared, you can tell by the way everything’s knocked over so haphazardly. It’d have to be big too to make a crater like that and do it all by its lonesome. That’s option one.<br/><br/>Option two is If there were multiple people wrecking up the place. A mob would use weapons to knock over or destroy machines unless they really didn’t care about getting caught and wanted to take all day pushing things over that weigh a lot more than they do. Wouldn’t there be shell casings from stubbers or scorch marks from lasfire too?  I don’t see any…but someone doesn’t seem to want us to look around at the holy tech being removed so that’s neither here nor there.  A team good enough to get in here be it through bribes or sneaking would be a lot more efficient in tearing this place up if that’s what they came to do wouldn’t you say, Modi? I’m sure you’re an expert on Efficiency. So tell me, only one way in here? ‘cause I see two right now and one ain’t a door.”<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=156959.msg7688835#msg7688835">Quote from: Pumpkin Seeds on 08-02-2013, 00:32:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>  The red robes moved as he stepped toward the machinery before him.  “The Priesthood will have machine spirits of this device protected and sanctified once more.  Do not attempt to intervene.”<br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>“Honestly the machines in here are your concern…even if I do sympathize. We’re not  going to touch them.” He’d catch himself, nodding politely to Regis even if he was giving the Enginseer the brush off. No need to totally insult the machine cult in the middle of their own territory. “But our answers I think are down there…” he’d point to the crater, snrking as Dieter barked. “Whats that boy? Little mutant boy fell down the well? Gonna fish him out and munch him into Soylent Verdi? Get ‘em!”<br/>