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{Adoption Papers}
cosmicxcauldron:
Kei listens, jotting down the child’s words, piecing together what was said to try and relay better information. Of course he had to be literal in what he conveyed, but it’s a child, so he’ll take some liberties to clarify, possibly. Doesn’t want to shoot means they can negotiate, right? And that ‘being safe’ turns into “cautious”. Kei didn’t wish to interrupt the child, and the more he could talk, the more sure of his safety he was.
This child… didn’t know the word desperate, did he? Desperately looking for something. Money? Documents?
But the line going dead nearly gets Kei to shout. “Hello? Is anyone there?” He speaks, hushed, anxious because of what could be happening on the other line, but it’s… dead.
He feels himself tense and freeze up further. He doesn’t like this, he doesn’t like this at all…
There’s nothing more that he can do but pass on the info.
——————
With the other officers here, they can negotiate.
Over the speaker of a police car, and the place surrounded on all sides, Gumshoe took the radio. A bit unorthodox but, well.
If anything goes wrong, he can take the blame.
So hopefully, this thing was loud enough for the perp to hear him.
“We know you’re in there, n’ we have the place surrounded. Come out with your hands out n’ it’ll all be ok, pal.”
The man heard the cops outside and stiffened, The cops the cops! And he hurried back but the hostages had fled out to the front yard, past the cops to a safe place, already assuring that no chiild was still inside, and that the man was alone but armed. With the teachers and students gone.. there went his collateral.. He had to hurry and leave now--
Meanwhile.. the phone remained dead, disconnected. And the small Dimi was curled up under a desk shaking, his heart nearly escaping him. To escape now he’d have to get out the back.. but the man seemed to be hurrying back to the office to throw papers around, looking for something.. Maybe... maybe with his back turned.. if.. if he was very quiet.. then he could get out and... Too late--
the man turned in a blurry and finally saw Dimi’s huddled form under the desk, still a moment before moving towards the desk as if finding a rabbit in his yard, slow and careful not to scare if off so it could be caught.
‘hey kid... will you come with uncle? i need your help.. okay?’ As long as i have one.. they wont get close-- i’ll just.. keep this one.. for now..
Dimi bolted.
‘Ah! come back!!’
As if-- No way! Dimi rushed to the front doors, no doubt where the cops would soon burst in.. right? right if.. if only he’d been faster. He felt the ground drop under him as his shirt was caught, the man snatching him up, gun now aimed at him as he was roughly carried away from the safety of the doors.
“NO!! NO PUT ME DOWN!! LET ME GO!! NO!!”
‘ah-- fuck-- dumb kid stop or i’ll gut you--’
“NO!! LET ME GO LET ME GO LET GO!!” He thrashed his little body and flailed, not scared of being shot, the man needed him alive so he just had to get-- out!
‘AH! FUCK!!’
The man dropped him, his hand bleeding as Dimi stumbled to the ground and scambled back to the doors, managing to reach them as they burst open, swat rushing in to take the man into custody. He was almost ignored as the officers moved past him, someone coming to get him and a teacher hurrying over.
‘Oh thank goodness no one was hurt--’ Why couldn’t he have died.
Shaken by the woman’s smiling face of ‘relief’ in hard contrast to her thoughts, along with the children and other teachers all watching and looking at him.
Why him i forgot he was there where was he he hid while we suffered he should have died this is his fault hes bad luck hes not normal why couldnt it have been him--
He shivered seeing the woman come to take him back to the group, and to the ‘safety’ of his peers but his feet faltered back a bit.
「 Mess in the Park」w/ bastardbabysitter
cosmicxcauldron:
@bastardbabysitter
She wasn’t really doing anything.
She was walking home from work, taking her normal route through the park, thinking about dinner. It was empty, dark, and quiet. She wasn’t really paying attention to her surroundings, minding her own business
‘Pop’
‘Ah…Is this why they close these places after sunset?’
‘Thud’
Suddenly her world went dark, and when she comes to, Miranda finds herself lookin’ a little blue in the park.
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‘Pop’
‘Thud’
Into a crumpled mess on the ground the girl goes, head bleeding out on the ground, the smoking gun in the man’s hand swiftly put away.
There wasn’t really any reason for this assassination.
Simply put, he was angry in a now empty park.
Something that day pissed him off and he was rambling to himself as he wandered the dark park. He was trying to figure out what it was that he needed to do in order to secure his boss’ trust. Course all this illegal talk in possible earshot of a girl meant she had to go. Even then, well.
He enjoys a little target practice, and the sound of gunfire. It lights a fire in him he didn’t know he could still light. But he stares down at what he’s done and grunts in disgust.
“Gh… now I gotta clean this up…” he scratches the back of his head. “How annoying…”
Oh…? Maybe it wasn’t quite so empty.
He looks towards a figure. A hobo? That better be a hobo. Hand on his gun he approaches.
“Hey. Help me with this n’ I won’t shoot you dead like her.” He points to the body on the ground.
“.......”
He stared at the man, tired and cold and dizzy from the night he was having-- and then looked to the dead body on the ground... and then back to this guy.
“.....I uh-- got a wife and kids so-- I’ll be going first--” He will raise his hand as if waving off an old friend and promptly turn around and start to walk away, hoping to god that that works cuz god thats a dead body oh no walk faster--
「The Cat has a What?!」w/bastardbabysitter
cosmicxcauldron:
@bastardbabysitter Joseph with Amelia
He liked to wander.
He liked to spend his days exploring what the world had to offer.
And as a cute little feline, “Jo” had every opportunity to loiter, trespass and jump around where a human couldn’t (at least without it looking a little funny).
So when he wandered onto what was making out to be a crime scene, he wasn’t exactly noticed.
‘A girl…? Being…. Chased? Hunted?‘
Well, the situation didn’t look very good for this stranger.
The assailant looked like they had guns on hand. Was that legal in this country? He was in Japan, right?
Definitely not legal.
As an officer of the law, he really should help.
He wanted to do good, even if it wasn’t technically his jurisdiction, and even if his job wasn’t actually about keeping the people safe. He wanted a better name for the STPD, one that didn’t spell “Stupid” to boot, and a reputation that wasn’t surrounded in fear.
So casually, upon this sketchy scene, wanders a cute little black cat, who meows in the face of danger, looking like he was going to protect this girl.
Gun in hand, the assailant lifts his arm.
“End of the line for you, prin– what the fuck is this cat doing here?”
The man looks down, talking out loud, distracted for a second.
‘Guns aren’t good… but you shouldn’t bring an axe to a gunfight, right?’
The cat, out of it’s back, grows an arm, and points it to the strange man.
“Mrow.”
What an awful way to spend her time.
She was heading home after work and then gathering groceries, when suddenly a black car had parked nearby. Out of it was some.. questionably shady men in suits. They seemed to stop right near her and then get out and head over..
So she bolted.
They didnt give her much time to respond, chasing her off down a secluded alley where she was convinced wasn’t a dead end that she could lose them over some trash cans and a chain-link fence.
But before she even got that far she was indeed.. met with a dead end. She was backed into a corner and the men growled at her.
If she had just a moment to get her mace out--
‘End of the line for you, prin– what the fuck is this cat doing here?’
Sure enough a cat was there, the man’s attention was taken by the cat nuzzled up to her legs.
That’d have to do-- and while the men were surprised by the appearance of a cat she maced the first man in the face and swiftly followed up by kneeing him in the groin, watching him topple. She readies as the other two men seemed to stall, fine she’d make do with this and grabbed the cat off the ground to-- “ah! what the fuck!” And she chucked it at one guy, freaked out by the human arms that she kinda missed in the commotion. The guys seemed shaken and she was too but she wasnt gonna lose this, while the cat was scaring the one guy she’d charge the second, slamming her fist into his neck and forcing him to back off.
“Happy Days” w/cosmicxcauldron
cosmicxcauldron:
Surya, sitting in Apollo’s dorm room studying for their test, gets a text. Something very unexpected.
「 I’m leaving work, bring a shirt. 」
Surya looked up from his notes and tilted his head. Apollo was hard working, why would he leave so early? Well, Surya will text back.
「There was a casualty, huh? You ok? 」
Apollo usually didn’t leave work due to a stain, but if it was so bad that he had to… well… that must suck.
「 I’ll see you in 5 minutes, bro」
And with that, Surya grabbed his belongings, and shoved one of the shirts in Apollo’s closet into his bag. Surya gets a baseball cap on his head, and a face mask to cover his mouth and nose, not wanting to be recognized as Apollo right now.
There was something nagging him, though. Was Apollo ok? Well… all signs point to no.
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Phoenix was stuck on what happened, and upon seeing this white haired male he frowned. No offense but he really wanted to introduce Apollo to Maya… Flaunt a little. But whatever happened with the stripping made…. Well… naturally, he guesses.
“Uh, um… this might seem a little weird and unorthodox but… is it possible that I get Apollo’s number? I just wanna make sure he’s ok after all that… or uh… if you have a pen I’d like to leave him a message?” he frowns and scratches his ear.
“And… another coffee, please.”
“Hahah wow-- No~!” San, the replacement waiter of the day after that debacle that his associate was part of, was cheery and smiley but of course, a faithful employee. “That’s definitely outside the realm of possibility-- And probably violates some employee privacy agreement~! Not to mention Sketchy as hell! But if you want a refill on your water I can manage that~”
Maya curiously looked to Nick, “Wait who’s that??”
“Apollo’s another waiter that works here, he’s a student for the university near here. Good kid.”
“Ooooh-- And you are?”
“Well I’m Sans undertale--”
“Huh”
“Nevermind, inside joke, I’m San, I’ll be your server.”
“Oh! wonderful!”
--Investigation start!--
[Talk] [Present] [Examine] [Move]
“Happy Days” w/cosmicxcauldron
cosmicxcauldron:
Maya talks too fast. Can’t even get a word in, can he–?
“Such a hard regimen, huh…? Training must be tough. No burgers in the mountains either, what’s a girl gonna do–?” he snickered. But ah, she threw him off! “You didn’t even ask about—”
‘DID I FUCKING STUTTER– DO IT NOW–’
“Gah-!” with the sudden yelling, he jumped a bit and spun around. Maya’s still talking as he squints to see.
‘Why was Apollo taking off his shirt-?!’
‘Why was that other guy, also taking off his shirt and yelling.’
“What the hell is going on here…” Phoenix muttered.
He should just… keep his head down. So he sits and turns back to his table to pretend none of this is happening what’s so ever.
“Criminal cases include robbery, Maya. Don’t you remember the ████████ case? Somehow they’re all murders though so… hopefully we don’t get involved again… otherwise you might get framed again, somehow….” sighs.
Gah he feels… really bad for leaving this kid in the lurch but… He wouldn’t want the one fan of his to see him shirtless right? So he should give this kid that same privacy, right? Plus he doesn’t want to be involved in water stripping aura was around that one guy…
Absolute humiliating.
His own hands felt gross, the idea that he had to strip like this.. for anyone, it left him feeling vulnerable. Had it been his own choice.. he might have punched the guy, lost his job sure but kept his own pride.. or.. honestly just said no-- he would have said no-- he should have-- why didn’t he-- why couldn’t he??
Instead between the disgust in himself and the weakness of his own will, he became angry and simply abided so he could walk out.. It.. sort of helped that he wasn’t the only one being weird.. what sort of thing had happened..
He’d stormed into the back as soon as his shirt was loose from himself, he dare not go back out though. Phoenix Fucking Wright was out there and saw him basically lick the boots of the other customer..
Disgusting..
As soon as he was in the back the other students on shift hurried over, they’d been working in the kitchen so they had no idea what was going on or why and peppered him for questions but.. suddenly even they went back to their work as if nothing happened.. He felt his brain nag him, ache for a moment.. but he suddenly didn’t care.. and the feeling left and soon he did too. Grabbing his jacket and backpack he shot out a text and gathered himself to go.
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"wow--no I don’t remember at that at all--hey do you think I should go with the chedder jack or the mozza??” Maya, easily forgetting the current events of the fuss as most people did too, Phoenix already having decided on his own seemed to be one of the few that was still.. aware of it all. Course the white haired psycho soon left too and the diner was back to normal, though the younger attorney in the making was no where to be seen.
“Anyways what did you say happ--”
‘hello I’ll be your server today--’
In place of the bright eyed fan, was a new fellow with white hair but the casual complexion of someone who knew they were underpaid and over worked and had resigned to their fate at the bottom of the totem pole.
‘What can I get you folk started with?’
“Oh! I’ll get an orange juice! And I havn’t decided yet!~”
Maya wasn’t bothered of course as she hadnt met or even heard about apollo.
{Possessed}: Cosmicxcauldron
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Mimi, within the confines of this strange man’s head, feels…. Sick? Can ghosts feel sick? Well, she does. Uneasy in a head usually means something… normally she’s fine when possessing sam, so what’s this?
‘Bleh… Sammy… I want out…..’
But she’d hang in, try harder to figure out this brain that was so complicated. Maybe get him to walk backwards, something, anything, aah-!
Meanwhile Sam watches and winces at the loud yelling.
Oh fuck oh shit oh fuck oh shit this man is not human how what how what how why what is wrong with this guy-!!
“Boshi no, I don’t need his shirt, tell him to stop-!!” he runs over as best he can. He didn’t even know this man, he’s surprised he even remembered his name… But he was told to call him ‘Boshi’ and so he would continue to do so. But this… this is messed up. Mind control felt wrong but the feeling was similar to possession, where he knew what he was doing and he was doing it himself.
But now he had to figure out how to reason with a mad man. So what do we know? He…. he says things and people do them, even if wildly… wild. But they know they don’t want to be doing them for the most part. He likes to play with people, he said that when he was talking about those theater girls, and he’s doing this “for” Sam, right? That’s probably what it is. So what should he do? He doesn’t want the shirt, but Boshi wants to solve his ‘problem’ right?
And that problem is the need of a new shirt, right?
So in all his genius, Sam will take off his shirt instead.
Doesn’t need a new shirt if he doesn’t need his old one, right-?
“Uh, See-? I don’t need it it’ll be fine.” Oh gosh this wasn’t the solution, but shit he doesn’t wanna get banned from the nicest cheap diner in the area… though surely this will… And since when did he try being so nice to people gah, why couldn’t have this been a quiet dinner!!!
“Sam, what the fuck” Mimi, even within Boshi’s head, was rather stunned
Was he turning red?
The commotion was gaining attention and with all this yelling and fussing Boshi’s head wasn’t doing better.. well... a little.. but not by much. With Sam basically stripping, it left him confused but it didnt fix his problem any. “...” Even so he was handed the shirt from the waiter who them promptly walked into the back.
Boshi felt his spine prickle a little. Relief but not enough. He tossed the shirt to Sam and with eyes like knives looked at the diner and spoke, “go back to your business--” and everyone immediately ignored him and sam, who he turned to eyes still fuming but.. less somehow, “we’re leaving.” and walked out, expecting Sam to follow.
“JunkMail” w/cosmicxcauldron
cosmicxcauldron:
Hue tilts her head, looking at Kaito funny and snickers.
“Well if you want an upgrade on the fridge we can get that for you too, just so you know.” but she looks at the small little pizza and laughs even more
“Oh sweet honey child darling ‘o mine. There’s is but an art to these microwaves, and from experience, pizza? Would use an oven, or Gramps’ open fire wood would probably be delish.” Actually more often than not she’d prefer to use an oven for most things.
“This is not the food of kings! Merely that of common peasantry and desperate college students. If you wish to be king of the microwave world we must feast like there’s no tomorrow!” and with a wave of her arms, above her she happily summons some frozen microwave mac n cheese, ingredients for a chocolate mug cake, and microwave cookie, some Totinos Pizza Rolls, various TV Dinners, and other microwavable goodies.
“Oh, and as a gift from yours truly!” With all the other stuff still floating above her, she also presents some microwavable mugs in front of her. “They’re Zuni Brand, so they shouldn’t spill or break even when thrown against a wall! Red, Blue and Green, unless you guys like different colors” she beams, triumphant in her showy display.
“Anyway, what kinda shitty king doesn’t have desert. We’re doing mug cakes.”
Akito nods hearing the uprage for the fridge, “A new kitchen would be nice.. I miss getting to cook properly..” “I don’t want a bunch of junk i got my pizza’s here lady--” “Please show us how to make all these things.” “hey!”
Overruled and out numbered by so little Akito joined Hue at the new microwave to observer her mugs and cooking at work. She was eagerly ready to show off and Kaito even with all his huffy nature was also watching facinated and eagerly awaiting the results.
While they might be the grankids of the old man they had very unique and sweet personalities, much like two idiot brothers. Though was kaito always a guy.. wasnt he a girl once.. or.. maybe he was evil.. at least thats viably inhereted.. akito did seem more quiet but wasnt he usually the responsible older brother.. though as twins did it mean much.. twins like her and chrome..
‘Hey Akito’s single ya know” “!! K-kaito!” “hey i’m just saying theres no harm in seeing if she gets an employee discount--” “i’m sorry for my brother..”
Amazing how a bit of food changes the blondes tune so fast..
I Feel Affectionate
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Mori couldn’t predict what could have happened if the other didn’t calm down, he honestly didn’t expect it to end as well as it did. He watched the lines begin to erase themselves from the male’s face as he settled down, his breathing evened, and his face settling in his hand. The tension was leaving his body and so the shadows disappeared completely, the lot now clean from the gas that he had spilled and the seeds that were thrown onto the ground.
Through the strands of blonde, he could see the other’s eyes on him, intense. Even when he was acting like a brat, this guy was just… so intense. He removed his hand and took a step back once he was sure that the other wasn’t going to act up once again. That Kindred wasn’t going to act up again. The day had only just started and already he felt so tired. The end-of-all entity just wandered back over to the gas station doors and pulled them open, stopping only to look over at the blonde and gesture for him to follow. He didn’t wait up as he headed back inside, only stopping once again at the stairs leading up to make sure the mutt was following and headed up to cook some breakfast and make another pot of coffee. A much needed pot of coffee…
Kindred was still reeling slowly from all the thoughts in his head, the buzz of all things that had occur ed form morning till now.. it looked linear for a moment the path and how it connected all making sense for a flicker of a moment before it all jumbled and just.. vanished.
And so he didnt second think ti and just followed Mori in.
It was different now, there was a level of power exerted by Mori, and unlike the night before.. superiority.. or hierarchy had officially been established. Kindred knew the order of things just a little bit better now and was following like a trained pup. This was not his first time responding to this sort of stimulus and he was used to being yelled at or scolded and following orders thusly after. Whether that lasted long was up for debate.
But for the moment he was dutifully following up, though this new space begged to be explored and he had no self control so he was already curiously looking around, the only immediate difference was his hands, which remained perfectly to himself by some sheer miracle.
A curious puppy that was either actually trying to behave or too scared of mori to do so.. either was probably fine.
Of course Kindred promptly perked up and looked to Mori having come to a revelation, “gas makes fire!” had.. had he just discovered this..?
{Adoption Papers}
cosmicxcauldron:
Before a word could get out of the operator’s mouth, a tiny voice speaks, hushed, maybe scared, but… young. This poor kid… Kei’s heart swelled just thinking about it, his hands going a bit cold and clammy.
“There’s a bad man with a gun.”
A child, had to talk slowly for this one. But definitely alerting dispatch right away for this one.
“Where are you? What’s your address?”
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Without a moment to waste, Gumshoe finds himself running and speeding out to make it to this orphanage in record time. Yeah, sure, he wasn’t a beat cop or a normal crime scene officer, but this was an orphanage!
Who the hell shoots up an orphanage, anyway?
So Gumshoe is speeding, lights blaring, trying to make it as fast as possible to this address. Even if he was a disaster, his driving was, surprisingly, pretty good (so long as he wasn’t on the phone). Hopefully, however someone was closer who could sooner rush the building. But this becomes a hostage situation if the cops don’t scare the shooter into running away. So the Hostage Negotiation team would have to deal with this one.
But kids?? Gah, was he supposed to just stand by?!
Well, yes, his orders weren’t to engage without backup. Gah, he should have brought someone!
But more and more officers should be coming soon, he notes as he hears other sirens make their way towards the building.
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“Are you safe? Were there any shots?” They needed as much information as they could get, and this small, scared child was the best they had. Gah, this poor kid… he could feel his fingertips freeze up against the plastic of the phone. Was this normal?
Good they wont bother me Who Bad man I’m scared I want to go home Scared I need to pee The children God I’m scared Help us Where is it What do we do Teacher will save us I’ll run Keep quiet I can’t stop crying I’m scared Mommy We’re gonna die I just gotta find the papers--
So many thoughts all at once, it made it hard to focus.. But he perked up hearing the mans voice on the phone, “I think.. maybe.. i’m safe..” no ones coming, the police dont know. what do we do. im scared. stay quiet please. “u-um.. was no.. no bullets..” He’ll kill us we’re dead i need to be fast who would shoot a child why is this happening im scared why does she keep crying-- “he.. I don’t think.. he wants to .. um..” As long as they think--i dont want to die-- that i’ll shoot-- im scared im scared- them they wont fight-- I just got this dress-- long as the safetys on no one will get hurt-- god help us! “he’s being.. safe.. i think..?” he mumbles trying to sort the thoughts as well as talk but its garbled. Thoughts can only come back in his own voice, and so it all blurs. the voice of the man.. from what he could guess.. or assume was.. he needed something. Papers..?
“i think.. He wants.. something.. very much” he mumbles a little trying to figure it out but not fully understanding why any person was like this. Wasn’t this only supposed to be in the books and movies..?
It has to be here somewhere..
He dared a glance into the hall hearing more voices, fear from the other kids.. the teachers panicked thoughts... the man was.. very upset... what was the word..
“Des...desper..ado..” no that was not the right word at all-- “Des..per...despair...” no no not that either. “des..pacito mm.. i don’t.. remember.. that word..”
Whats this...?
There was a sound in the hall and he stiffened, a small gasp coming from himself as he realized. Still as he was he felt his hands shaking, heart pounding in his ears as he heard the foot steps in the hall moving closer. He covered his mouth and clung to the phone, feeling safer for having it but.. his heart pounded louder echoing his own thoughts back at him.
Hide Now.
Kei would only here the clatter of the phone and the line suddenly cutting dead.
“Tempest” w/cosmicxcauldron
cosmicxcauldron:
“I got the ice.” Cyprus will back out of the room, knowing full well that Nina prefers for that patient-doctor confidentiality for the most part. She was no nurse, but her eye was pretty good at assessing situations and medical standing of a person. At least, basic things like heart rate, blood pressure, and exterior scans. She’s working on x-ray, though!
Nina doesn’t bother looking up, too busy scrutinizing the hand of her patient. “I’m assuming there are other injuries? Anything you’d like me to look at in particular? Anything else that you feel needs immediate care?” It’s natural for this girl to be quiet about why, but it’s quite clear to Nina what ‘argument’ actually meant. Not like she cared, or would want to call the cops and alert them to her… practice. “If it’s too dangerous for you to leave, you’re allowed to stay here for the night.” Nina had utmost faith in the security system, so letting strangers into their building wasn’t something she was afraid of, really. And she wasn’t there to probe too deep into personal affairs if they weren’t the type to talk. Cy on the other hand…
Cyprus returns with her ice pack, while Nina silently uses tweezers to pick out as many small splinters as she can get out.
“Here’s your ice, Miss…?” hoping to get a name out of the girl as she hands over the pack and will walk around the room to grab other things Nina might need to care for the stranger.
“thank you.” No name given, She either didnt want to or didnt notice the pause for inflection. Her eyes looked.. hollow, almost hauntingly so. She was here and yet entirely not. Her mind didnt seem to be elsewhere just.. absent. And then she spoke again, “No other injuries no.” And again more silence.
It was as if a doll had found their way into their shop, a real life doll that had learned to speak but not how to engage at all. Or maybe she had and jsut chose when to not. Though it wasn’t like she was being rude, she responded to them just fine, just wasn’t reading subtext.
Just watching her and studying her over and over and wondering whats going on in her head, this silent beauty was a sight to behold.. and she was staring right over at Cyprus. Her eyes focused on her, staring right at her face unmoving, if she didn’t blink then she was definitely a ghos-- no she blinked never mind.
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cosmicxcauldron:
Chrome felt the judgement in the other’s stare, but assumed it was due to his hair. He supposes the metallic sheen can make it shine like it was too greasy which… well he should fix, but cosmetics weren’t his thing…
And before he realizes, his hand is being shaken (or is it shook?).
“Ah, uh- I’m Chrome. Chrome Vosenota.” he nods as he shakes the other’s hand in return. He quietly watched the other open his package. And… those are pretty mundane… From Zuni? That’s a little weird, but he did already think that the clientele didn’t match the magical type… This man was probably just testing the waters, right? Maybe these items were out of print or impossible to nab so she took them from another reality. Not too out of place, nor to harmful, even if maybe the Space Cops would wish to have a word with her…
Ah, but he has a job to do-! But since these folks are not so magically inclined, he reached behind his back and poofed up the clipboard, and then presented it in front of him.
“If you are satisfied with your items and their condition, may you please sign for them?” he reached into his pocket, taking out one of his two wands, but twirled it in his hand to turn it into a pen. Hopefully no one was looking all too closely to see the change, or, if they did, wouldn’t question it.
“And if you have any questions, please feel free to ask now, or contact us via any means.” There should be a card in the box somewhere.
“well Chrome--” The curious green haired man smiled as his attention turned back from his purchase to him and his gleaming hair. He didnt seem phased so either he didn’t care or he was used to it now. “In fact I do have a handful of questions if you’d be willing to answer them for me--”
The other men in the room seemed uninterested and began to idle on their phones or books, working or just keeping busy while this all occured letting the boss act as he will.
“Ah but first please sit, I’m Buer Dubois and I run this establishment and I’m looking for more businesses like your boss has, You see I like knowing about all sorts of things, I run an information business of course so it wouldn’t do for me not to know about anything~ It makes sense right?” He pointed out and smiled, “Ah--Atty get us some tea will you. Here try using my new mug~” ‘hnn.. sure--’ and he looks to chrome and will wait a bit, ‘what you want?’ “Oh and Cas, will you get my reading glasses and note books i left them over by the bookshelf--” ‘...Hey Atticus wanna tra--’ ‘fuck no--’ ‘hmph..’ And the two assistants went off to work while Buer shuffled the papers at his desk and looked for a pen.
