<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b2/Redoveralls.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Bat-R-REE<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Reporting for Duty<br/><strong>Location:</strong>B37 'Briefing Closet'<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Myst; OPEN<br/><hr/>Bat’s initial thought was that the briefing closet almost seemed too small for holding important meetings in.  Fortunately, he was never one to let thought cloud his judgment for long.  Questioning the briefing closet would be like questioning Friend Computer. And questioning Friend Computer was the habit of traitors, commies, insurrectionists, and the sort of people best communicated with only through the tip of a red hot laser barrel.<br/><br/>When Myst walked through the door, he scowled, about to tell her to scram, important meeting underway, when he noticed that she too was dressed in appropriately colored overalls.  That was alright then.  She must be a troubleshooter as well, he reasoned, possibly even almost as important as himself, only she didn’t have a bike, so probably not quite.  He took a step to his left so that she could wedge herself into the room with him.  As she pressed in closer, he found himself staring down at the swell of chest for reasons he could not quite fathom.  Just checking to make sure her overalls were regulation fit perhaps.<br/><br/>“Hm,” Bat grunted, which seemed to cover things sufficiently.  Words weren’t his strong suit.  Silently, intensely, he waited for something to happen, and when after a minute nothing did, he cleared his throat before calling out, “Troubleshooters reporting for duty!”  He attempted to puff out his chest impressively and place his hands on his hips for effect, but only ended banging his elbow against the wall and tangling his other sleeve up on his bike handle, and so had to content himself with simply letting his arms hang somewhat less impressively at his sides.  “I hope we’re being sent to hunt down traitors.  I can't stand traitors, can you?” he confided, both to impress the computer and as a way of making friendly conversation with his new partner, unless of course she was a traitor herself, which would just be awkward for both of them.