<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVOQlEN.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Forklift</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=243890.msg12052534#msg12052534)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Context</strong></td><td>Confusion and Eyes</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging</strong></td><td>Open, Team</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Fate Points</strong></td><td>1</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Moderate Consequence (4)  </strong></td><td>---</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Major Consequence (6)</strong></td><td>---</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/>Forklift's dark gaze flits around the area focusing first upon the waylaid criminals laying around. Hachi's glance causes her to pause, her face scrunching up slightly in confusion. Focusing back upon the jabber her head tilts as she reads through the messages popping up in quick sequence. Finally she actually focuses upon Antimony, her booted feet thumping against the ground as she hops out of the doorway and strides towards the hacker. Coming to a stop quite close to Antimony she reaches up with her unclawed hand, a fact probably not that comforting since her fingers and hand are lined with the same gleaming metal that forms her tools in the first place. Her touch is soft as her fingertips slide along Antimony's jaw, pressure slightly increasing as she turns the dark haired girl's face down to hers.<br/><br/>Pressing up onto her toes she leans close in to Antimony, although she does seem to take care not to rub her grease coated bust along the woman's new shirt. A full minute of intense study of the woman's eyes and she gives a small nod, her heels cracking against the ground as she releases Antimony's chin and begins heading back to the rover. Her claws wiggle and twist before breaking up into strands that climb up her arm forming her circuit like tattoos once more.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><strong>Forklift:</strong>@team- Sorry about that... I'd only caught the part about a Titan's Toy and not that it was one of you.<br/><strong>Forklift:</strong>@Antimony- Won't be anymore problems from me about it. Your eyes don't hold that madness the Titan's little playthings always seem to, even the synths somehow.<br/><hr/><br/>Settling in the driver's seat she unties the arms of her jumpsuit and pulls it up, a bit of wiggling needed to slide fully into the top and zip it up. With it sealed she flicks the mental switch and panels upon the suit begin hardening into some light armor. As she unfolds and slides on a helmet her voice calls out over the revving of the rover's engines. "Strap in and make sure you've space suits on folks! Path is going to take us out of the dome."<br/><br/>With that said and everyone in the vehicle she guns the engine and sets it heading towards the closest vehicle accessway.<br/><br/>