Dec 15, 2024
[ A woman brazenly opens the door, muttering to herself as she stormed in, holding her hand tightly]
"Damn maze, Hey i- Dammit, this isn't the Lazarus..."
[Dezi wide-eyed as he looks over from his desk, a hand over his mouth after having shoved a piece of brownie in his mouth again, shaking his head mildly.]
No ish no. [He grabs a bottle of water, drinking down the brownie quickly as he rubs the crumbs off his hand and into his shirt.] Oof, too much at once. Nah you're a bit ways off, welcome to Processing!
Man we're gettin' a lot of new faces these days.