[cubanpete24]

Blue Bomber: I'm hurrying...I'm hurrying... The Blue Bomber walked over to his uneven shelf, which was a few feet away form his mixing bathtub. He scanned the shelves for something, until he snapped his finger, and he grabbed a hold of something. When he did, 1 dropped from the shelf, and scurried away into the hole BB made when he stomped his foot. He grunted, as he pulled something, that appeared to be a satchel. He then tried to blow off the dust from it, but he couldn't, since he still had his helmet on. It didn't seem like he noticed. Blue Bomber: This is where I keep my resumes...examples of "work", and junk. He dropped the leather satchel on the ground. Blue Bomber: Alright...now all I need is my poncho. Do you guys want one? They come in black. And they're pretty clean, as far as ponchos ganked from an orphanage storeroom go.