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[spaceorganizermouse]

[OOC: ignore mistake in previous ask oopsie..]

[Knock, knock, knock - Someone's at the door to the archival room. Unlike usual, the person doesn't just let themselves in this time. There's a pause, and then a louder knock.]

Mouseyy? You in there?

[It's Curly!]

- @curly-capt

[@'D THE RIGHT PERSON THIS TIME]

(OOC: lmao what other ask? that didn't happen /j /silly)

*They make a small, low whine as they uncurl from their spot next to the heater they keep on the floor. It's so quiet today that they hadn't expected visitors of any kind. But the sound of their beloved Captain's voice makes the interruption to their nap far less irritating*

Mmm...Boss? Yeah, 'm here. I would say the door's unlocked but...it doesn't have one.

*They sleepily giggle as they stand, padding over to the door and opening it for him*

[spaceorganizermouse]

uh. have you checked in on warin lately?

Not....today, no. @warin-iz-dead?? Buddy? You doing okay?

[spaceorganizermouse]

The crow brings you a plush this time. It's a mouse! Along with some orange juice and a plate of scrambled eggs with cheese.

"Here you go!"

-Crow anon

Oh! How cute!!

*They cuddle it close and giggle. The food gets handed straight to @curly-capt though. He still needs to eat and they can bother Neon later*

Thank you, sweetie!

[spaceorganizermouse]

mouseyyyy @tulpars-nurse-anya is sick :c

Anya don't make me go in there, sweetie. I already put the boss on lockdown. I'll do it to you.

Anya. You have five minutes to get into bed before I find you.

Anya we talked about how not taking care of yourself stresses him out. And we don't want to do that, right?

[spaceorganizermouse]

{A metal spatula, the sort used for scraping and smoothing plaster, hit the back of Mousey's head right after the door opened, signalling the arrival of a very angry someone} "Guess what you're using that for."

[ @the-true-tulpar-captain ] [hallooooo I bring tides of misery and pain for all ye wretches :3]

*The poor thing screamed upon the impact, their book dropping from their hands as they dropped from their desk chair. Once they've seen the object and heard their assailant, he's met with a harsh glare while they rub at that spot*

You absolute fu— I'll use it to ram down your throat, you prick. Did no one ever teach you how to act like more than a feral dog?

[spaceorganizermouse]

>> "Hello? Mousey? Uh- I'm just here to drop by the latest inventory report for the week. As usual, the time and date of the sweetener count is added as Daisuke probably helped himself to more of it right after I logged it"

>> "Oh- I'll do a check with Ms. Anya in medical, too. For the medication used this week. Other than that and the usual storage with food and all, do I have anything else I need to check and log?"

-- @the-tulpars-quartermaster

( OOC : HII fellow documentary specialist!! Didn't expect to see another MW oc with that role but this was a nice surprise :DD )

Oh, hey! Right on time, too.

*They smile tiredly and pat a spot on their desk as they pass it for her to drop the logs off. They're still attempting to work a pain out of their neck while they drop into their chair*

Shouldn't really have anything new for you, no. Uhhh....I kinda lost track of what was supposed to be done with all the recent chaos.

I have a lot to catch up on, though. I'm sure of that. So if you wanna sit and chat for a while, that'd be just fine. You know, before you run to go see Anya and all.

[spaceorganizermouse]

Hey, I know you told us to go to Jimmy with emergencies, but I figured I should let you know that Curly made himself sick by drinking Hubris Juice. Jimmy's trying to help with it so yeah

Well, someone must have followed that joke of a request. God help whoever did because what was he going to do about it?

Anyway...

@curly-capt you drank what?! Why would we do this?!

[spaceorganizermouse]

Heyyy mousey, how's it goin'?

[Daph looks tired, very tired. But they do their best to wear a smile. They're also glad to see mousey :) ]

-💫

Oh, hey Daph. Uh, currently not great. Just found out the boss had his breakdown way faster than I thought.

*They flash a half-smile in return, tone a little more practiced polite than they want it to be. It's fine. They just need to breathe. Maybe Daph coming out here is helpful!*

I was planning to come ask if you noticed how he's been but...here we are. Guess not if no one else has, right?

But that aside....what happened with you? Why do you look so miserable?