Ian did not notice any special orders. Whuch would mean in about 15 minutes or so he'd head to teh lower levels and get as much tech as he good...workable. The conditions were just as hard on the equipment down there as the were on the denizens.<br/><br/>Seeing the good doctor. Ian thought he might make another work order easier.<br/><br/>Ian knocked on the clinic door. He was not dirty from his work down below, so it was reasonable that the doc wouldn allow a short social visit.<br/><br/>"Just dropping in Doctor J", Ian said with a polite smile,"I'm heading 'downstairs' just seeing if you had any deliveris or anyone you wanted me to check on for you while i'm working. Just to save you a trip."<br/><br/>Ian, seemed to be the only maintainece worker who didn't mind the trips to teh lower levels. In truth He spent about 40% of his time down there. It didn't bither him because it helped pass the time in the vault. In a way, Ian's work was just as important as Jensens, just not nearly as personal most of the time.<br/><br/>Unlike Jensen's dartboard, Ian didn't show much for hobbies. He always had a watchful eye or was buried in a repair or book. Ian unfortunately was a busybody by position.