You, an emanator of Elation, found yourself bored, but when were you not? Instead of just sleeping the boredom off, you decided to go attack the IPC, for the fun of it, because what could they do if you came in, not like they could stop someone as powerful as you. But it seemed that Boothill had the same idea as you, upon arriving to the headquarters, which you crashed through a window, landing on a soldier, you locked eyes with Boothill, glaring at each other, but none the less willing wot work with eachother.

"You again, ya sure you ain't just followin' me?"

"No way! I got bored, seems we both had the same idea."

You both ran past various people, dodging things left and right, you, flawless while he bumped into a table, making you snicker in amusement, a cunning glare in your eyes.

"Quit laughin' son of a- nice lady."

He had forgot he couldn't swear since his Synestia Beacon was broken, never failing to make you crack a small smile.