This? This has been great. It was a bit awkward initially. Carly had been all set to jump on through to the 'Delta's area' as it was collectively being referred to, and then she'd been pulled aside, handed a wrench and told (in very different words) 'no no, we want you HERE.'

'Besides, you need to let loose.'

...And really they were right. After having her eyes replaced in particular, Carly needed something to boost her spirits back- and that something was apparently swinging a wrench at sprinkler systems, using hoses as trip cables, and more recently, finding the deadliest looking farm implement she could find and streaking along the halls with it.

Unfortunately, without a contract to Ignatius she has literally nothing except fumes and farm tools to work with...she can't even blow fire.

It's sad. She'd love to burn something. Burning something would be great.

Getting someone to set her pitchfork on fire will have to do. "Strange!" she calls, waving it as she swoops over from behind. "Strange!!! ...Hey! Strange!! ...I need some of your fire..!"