The Odd Job's

[Andrew Walsh]

Tommy Taylor: I see we are not getting past the usual stereotype mister aerelm.

Tommy sighs before noticing that the designs have been processed completely.

Tommy Taylor: Ah, well as I said before, the Simulator Programme acts almost instantaneously in these cases. Give me a moment please mister aerelm.

Ryan Knowles: I trust we are almost concluded here Tommy?

Tommy turns around in surprise to find Ryan appear out of no where.

Tommy Taylor: Yes mister Knowles. The blue prints are currently being printed out now.

Ryan Knowles: Good. Mister aerelm, once we have the blue prints please will you accompany me to the Hangar Bay. It seems we have some more work to do.

Tommy Taylor: Leaving so soon mister Knowles?

Ryan Knowles: Yes Tommy, it seems I have more business to attend to.

Tommy Taylor: I see. I was under the impression that you would be staying for a time to congratulate me on my success's and express your undying appreciation to me.

Ryan Knowles: There would be no fun in that now though would there Tommy.

Ryan smirks at Tommy.

Tommy Taylor: Perhaps another time then. Your blue prints are complete I will upload them to your pad now sir.

Ryan Knowles: Thank you Tommy, you are too kind.

Tommy Taylor: Not a problem sir, It seems I have some more work to attend to as well, good luck mister Knowles. It was a pleasure to meet you mister aerelm. Please send tin can my regards also.

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[aerelm]

As the two individuals returned to the hangars, the Roc was no longer there and neither was the robot. With aerelm showing no surprise or concern, it was safe to assume nothing was out of the ordinary and neither the robot nor his personal ship were being there when they got back was all part of the plan. Walking toward the Avenger, he put his flight helmet on, nodding at Knowles before entering the ship.

"See you in space, Bishop."

Powering up the systems, aerelm synced the ship's console with his backup server on Malta, downloading and installing his personal transponder registry files on the ship before taking off, as a disguise was no longer necessary.