He gave a shrug. "I wasn't supposed to live off of it. I was supposed to have a cover life. Of course, my lack of social skills hindered that a bit. Anyhoo, I will take over one of the corners of the parking garage, for material storage until the RV gets another upgrade, if only to store and accept massive amounts of materials instead of the few hundred pounds it previously had to handle."<br/><br/>He shook himself, coming fully back to reality, and stood up. "I will be in my trailer if you need me. Also, some of the minions have reported getting stopped from entering certain areas of the base, specifically the computer room so I can upload schematics of some of the less powerful things so other outfitters can use them. I understand you have secrets to protect, but sharing information between outfitters, even in limited amounts, gave DOMINION an edge for a long time against most supers and groups.<br/><br/>And if you could have the supers swing by the RV at some point in the next couple days, that would be awesome. If only so I can make sure I meet them all, and everyone can satisfy their curiosity about what squalor a DOMINION thug lives in."<br/><br/>He added the last with a shrug, before showing himself out. He had upgrades to make, older materials to render down, and a new massive contract he might never get out of. But he was finally, actually enjoying himself.