<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/92/1a/5e/921a5e26056ce84da5052a39054ebdf3.jpg)</div><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>NAME:</strong>Ciane (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333213.msg15874326#msg15874326)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>coverall (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/01/61/b2/0161b2e9a0471c051e77a3b661eec5c2.jpg).<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Gruntwork<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Lily,  Zoe<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>"Not cutting shite unless we absolutely have to," Ciane insisted.  "No fockin' clue what else's behind the panels."  Grinning, she lifted the large wrench, flexed her wrist a few times. "Why I brought this beauty along with."  OK, it wasn't, entirely- she figured it might be useful, but her main use she'd thought would be cracking heads. Now, though, she might actually have a chance to be a by-God hero, putting her brawn to good works.<br/><br/>"Aight. Atmo. Point me at the first panel. I get the cunt open, then you can diddle away at her."<br/>