hey, i know you! || seymour & sapphire
Well, ain’t that the pits!
"That’s it?!” he yells a little too loudly as the speech reaches its anticlimactic climax. The nearby grunts all turn to gawk in unison. While his outburst seemed to disturb them greatly, thankfully it failed to reach the ears of anyone of importance.
There was no denying any longer that this is mission had proved to be an excellent waste of time. On a happier note, the information he’d gathered by mere coincidence could still prove useful yet. He’d missed the detestful stare of Sapphire as by the time he turned his attention back to her she’d nearly disappeared from view.
Nevertheless, Seymour was never one to leave empty-handed.
Taking after the hooded figure that seemed in all too much of a hurry to be leaving so soon, he arrives at the entry of one of the admin’s quarters. He’d gotten his answer, albeit indirectly. As fate would have it, apparently he and Sapphire had been after the same exact thing.
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Instinctively, she followed, sandwiching herself quickly beside a bookcase towards the rear of the tent. Not even two seconds later, the Magma admins arrived, three of them by the sounds of it.
Inaudible muttering and fiddling could be heard from the area above the desk, the movement of objects being put down and fumbled with filled the void of nervous silence that had proceeded. Sapphire stole glances from Seymour, who was mouthing to her from behind his cover, to the area of the room she was still relatively unexposed to.
Suddenly, she saw an Admin walk into her line of sight; his back was turned to her, as he muttered something under his breath and flipped through a folder retrieved from a storage cabinet. What's he saying?? Sapphire panicked to catch *something*, anything, that would make this gamble worth it.
Something about... did he say Sootopolis? No, that's not it... dammit...!! I can't hear!! Speak up dude!!
