#eon speaking

[eonthearchivist]

"You" is teleported with Quit near them before Quit disappearing all by themselves. You, or for simplicity, S, turns to go yell at the freak for leaving them but they got no chance.

"Well fuck."

They turn to where they originally faced and squinted through the darkness noticing a dim light. Inching closer to it awkwardly they pause before being fully in the light. They can see into it, can the other see them?

"Hello?... God this place is so dark. Holy crap, this is a worse budget than the other place. Atleast they had roof lights... sorry that's rude, I shouldn't have said that. "

[Eon is currently writing out some kind of report, he doesn't lift his head]

"It's fine... [The voice resonates in S's head] you do know there's a specifically made portal to just come here, right? Tell your 'friend' to next time use that entrance ... They don't like 'magic' and especially teleportation kind here"

[he sighes and puts away his pen]

"Come closer... I don't bite :)"

[eonthearchivist]

”..yknow…kinda curious how Eon reacts to me technically being his partner now…hm.”

[you step into an endless industrial hall filled with thousands of desks. It's a complete chaos over here; several people can be seen praying loudly, there's a guy fighting a few others off with a chair. There's a boxing ring with several bodies? in the center of the room and an unknown employee is flexing their inexistent muscles to the crowd]

[Eon crawls out of the rumble before dying and being resurrected and standing in front of Crow]

“Oh… hey there, good to see ya” [He nervously laughs]

[eonthearchivist]

My cat's a woman but whatever....

She's like turning ginger.... She's a black cat originally.. 🤔

Did you ever change colour?

"I still don't think turning to an alloy of copper and tin is recommended for cats"

"Yeah, my skin was white and then it turned gray"

[eonthearchivist]

"Hello Eon, how are you today? :)"

-Viridian

“Ah hello hello Viri… Well... It could've been worse I guess… I have died hundreds of times in the last 2 months alone, have almost been fired twice, not to mention getting drowned in paperwork… yeahhh it also could've been better, friend. Sigh. Enough about me… haven't heard from you for some time now… how have you been?”

[eonthearchivist]

Day off

[Eon is sitting in front of his desk doing the paperwork he always does. It's been days... no... maybe weeks since he last saw someone. He stops writing and thinks for a moment]

"... Ah fuck it why not"

[He rummages through his desk and finally finds the catnip he received on his birthday. The Archivist snaps his fingers which makes the plant begin burning with blue flame. In time it all turns into neatly rolled cigar]

"Perfect... Didn't have one in ages... ah shit, if only ### was here"

[Eon stands up from his desk, an old vintage door appears in front of him. He opens it and walks through]

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[The beholder stands in the middle of casino de Monte-Carlo. He takes a deep breath]

"Ahhhhh the smell of cigarettes, excrements, human suffering and a faint scent of pure ecstasy... I'll enjoy this" [The muscles on his face form into a wide smile]

[Eon's camera begins projecting onto himself and quickly changing the archivist into a full fledged human... somewhat, of course]

"Handy as always... Now, so many things to do. Where to start?" [He listens in... he hears the roulette spinning, slots turning, cards being dealt. This place sure is lively today]

"Hello, Sir, Champagne? Maybe a lighter for the cigar?" [A young waitress stands right beside him with a plate full of champagne glasses]

"I'll take both, if you would be so kind^^" [Without a second thought she helps him light his cigar. Eon takes a glass and she's off to other guests]

[He takes a big drag of his cigar and in quick succession makes his way to blackjack table. While taking a seat, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a handful of chips]

"I'm in, I'm feeling lucky today"

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[Next hours for Eon were a blur... He hopped between tables, from the rhythmic clatter of the roulette wheel to the tense silence of high-stakes poker. His luck was unnatural, and soon his seemingly small pockets, were overflowing with chips.]

"Sir? Eon, right?" [It’s the waitress, catching him off guard just as he’s leaning back in his chair.]

"Y-hic-up. What can I do for you darling" [Eon grinned, his human projection flickering slightly around the edges.]

"The manager of the casino has told me you're quite past your limit for today... I'm here to escort you out :)"

"Is it? Awh, well that's a bummer [He looks around. His temporary 'friends' have vanished, leaving him alone at the table. He sighs, pushing himself up.] Alr-hic-ight, alright. I'm going"

[He stands unsteadily, leaning slightly on the waitress as she guides him toward the back of the hall.]

"Oh no we're not going towards that exit^^"

[she says with a wink. With a quick, casual hand gesture, she leads him toward a heavy door leading to the courtyard. Despite the lack of a key, the lock clicks open at her touch.]

[Eon nervously fixes his tie and walks into the empty patio] "It's been a while since I g-hic-ot robbed... never in the casino at lea-"

"Shush, now" [she cuts him off gently.] The Manager instructed me to leave you here. He sends his regards, and he hopes to see you again, Mister Eon. :)

[She offers a final, knowing wave before the door clicks shut behind her, leaving him in the silence of the night.]

"Sigh" [The projection ends. The door appears in front of him, he walks through and is back again in his office]

"Heheee... that was fun. Stupid limit, I could've earned much more there" [He fixes his hair and ears, after which reclining in his chair]

"ZZZ" [The archivist has fallen asleep]

[eonthearchivist]

[You found the audio recording while looking through Eon's desk]

"There are... there are times, when I... I am here, for decades, god, I wish there even was a sense of time here. I see people leave and come back seconds later saying we didn't see each other in weeks. Other times they leave and I don't even know if they come back... I-I [there's a long pause] can't remember their faces. Even in my sleep I wander the endless skies... looking for a person who is long gone. That's alright... I'm okay with it, there's no escaping it.

But there are times... when I'm alone... with my thoughts. Those are the times I dread the most. When I cannot deny the existence of my will... when I cannot blame it all on Them. And in those darkest moments, I realize... just why I'm here"

[eonthearchivist]

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[eonthearchivist]

Tag drops by 3 gifts for each of the employees.

There's nametags designated for everybody though they seem clumsily drawn over. It's charming in a way.

--all these things keep popping up in my room at random, but i didnt wanna throw it away. to be honest, might be better! :)

[Eon opens up the gift to find a camera inside]

“Oh, how nice of her [he takes it and places it inside the pocket dimension where he stores his other collectibles] another one for my collection” [Eon then takes out a piece of paper and writes on it: “Thank you”. He then snaps his fingers causing the paper to burn down and appear in Apricate]

[Acey jumps up, because of Tag appearing in her room, yet she hesitantly opens it up after a few minutes of staring at it. She finds a pistol covered in diamonds inside]

“Oh… hm, it would be hard to shoot this, but… [she opens a side door in her room leading to a 10-meter-long armoury filled with dozens of different modded guns, she places the gift in a display cabinet] I was yet to have this model, thanks”

[Paver finds the gift and begins slowly opening it]

“Aw… I need to get something for that kid too, but what to give her. I already got her an airfryer… hm” [he finally opens up the gift and takes out the plant] “Awh, alright come on little fella lets get you home” [he takes it and plants it in the section closest to the little wooden lodge where Paver rests sometimes] “there we go, I better go pay her a visit”