Clearing his throat again, Mr. Banks inhaled through his nose before saying: "The recruits are now in their sleeping quarters, Sir. I have yet to talk to Trip Spade about what plans he was for them in the morning." The collie walked into the room and turned his attention to the blueprint that had floated from Maxwell's desk when Twilight pounced on him. "So you are still having trouble figuring out the instructions for the new machines?" he asked, looking up to see Maxwell give a sheepish smile. "I'll take that as a yes. Twilight, perhaps you can help Mr. Maxwell figure out the blueprint?" Mr. Banks headed out the door. "I'm going to go find that rascal Trip Spade now."
Trip Spade sat on top of the Gadgeteers' HQ. He was facing the river at the back of the factory; the dark, starry skies reflected over the clear waters, but Trip was too into his own thoughts to pay attention to the stars like he usually did.
New recruits he thought with a smile.
This is gonna be so awesome! Now we finally have a few more members than the Opprimo Potentia does. The golden retriever smirked and lied down on his stomach.
Perfect.OOC//: Hey, CookieMonsterStable, could you add some history to Twilight's bio, please? We'd need a little insight into her past
