[Ideas you had when drunk are not always the best things to follow. Allen won't pretend this idea doesn't have the potential for being the dumbest thing he's ever done. But a lead is a lead. Some part of him would always question if he didn't go through with it.]
[Feeling very stupid, he's located the place in the dr that seems like a wide open field with walls on each side. Setting up his project is quite simple. The homing pigeons sit patiently in their cages as he puts them out on the grass. They have no idea what's coming. He takes one out and ties his usual tiny message scroll to its foot. Eric, he recalls. This one is named Eric.]
[He transfers him to the launch cage along with Thomas, Fredric, and Samantha. (Why does he name them again?) It almost seems like a waste but he opens the cage door. Three pigeons disappear the moment they leave the cage. Eric hits the air just over the wall and explodes.] ...Alas poor Eric.
[ooc: Intro'd in the party before but this is Rogueverse Allen, all his info is
here in his journal. He's twenty eight and just as tall as any Cross. And the three pigeons will appear pretty much anywhere you want them to.]