IC: Wilbur Flood - Dropship
Flood felt a lot better; the way Furno put it, it sounded very reasonable. He chimed in, "The turbine in question would have violated at least three of the galactic environmental conservation laws. If it, somehow, was providing power, then it was doing so illegally, and at great cost to the environment."
IC: Eloise Thumper, Dorothy Quark and Mara Quiver - Hero Factory
The walk to the repair bay was uneventful. Quark glanced in and, finding it to be free of noticeable danger, waved the other two through before entering. Thumper allowed Quiver to slide off her back and looked around hopefully.
Without turning around, Quark said, "Bulk's probably still in one of the closed off rooms, if they're still working on him."
Thumper felt her faceplates burn and babbled frantically, "I wasn't- I mean I was just-"
Quark turned to the rookie. "Quiver, take Thumper over to that empty repair unit. I'll find a technician. Give a shout if anything happens, all right?"
"C-Can't you stay?" asked Quiver, worriedly. Quark's expression softened and she gripped Quiver's shoulder firmly.
"I'm not going far. You and Thumper will be fine. You can listen out for danger, and Thumper can do something about that danger if you can't. Be brave, Mara. You're going to be fine." A rare, almost unheard of smile quirked the side of her mouth, but only for a moment. "Besides, with how Thumper has been acting lately, I wouldn't be surprised if she tried to run off and find Bulk if left unsupervised."
"Dotty," Thumper groaned, covering her face in her hands.
"Don't you 'Dotty' me, young lady. Once this is all over and done with, you are in a lot of trouble." Her attention turned back to Quiver. "You're going to be all right. Look after each other. I'll be back in a minute."
With a final pat on the shoulder, Quark left to find a technician. Quiver and Thumper went to the repair unit, Thumper tossing herself onto it, arms resting under her head. She turned to Quiver with a grin. "I've been here twice in one day. A new record, I think. They tell me I'm doing wonders for the recycling program."
When Quiver could only manage a weak smile in return, Thumper extended a hand with a warmer, more empathetic expression. "Quark's right, you know. We're Heroes, and we're sticking together. We'll be fine. They're probably midway through catching the murderer already."
Quiver nodded, though uncertainly, and took the hand that Thumper offered her.