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Gray had been staying there for a while now. He’d gotten into a routine of meeting with Vox for lunch- mainly because the kid had insisted time and time again that he was lonely. After all, he’d spent seventy years alone, so any chance to be with someone, he would take. He was often shut into his room by Vox’s workers, mostly so he wouldn’t interfere with work, but also because none of the wanted to deal with a hyperactive eight year old boy.
So here the kid was, snuck under Vox’s desk just doodling on a small sketchpad. He was being as quiet and small as he could manage so both the workers and Vox would never know.
A worker, however, ruined it, by running in and screaming their head off that they’d lost the poor boy.
- @whittman-jr please come back I miss you (I lost all motivation for our first thread… and the link)
[Vox, having been engaged prior to this in a heated debate with Velvette about Valentino's way of running the company (directly into the ground, even though Vel refused to see the obvious drop in ratings and media coverage for both Vo- for both ValTek films AND pornography, now that nobody was stopping Val from making shit that only catered to his own weird kinks and nobody else's), immediately froze up at the information. He didn't know Gray was under the desk, and if he had had any suspicion of it, it had been forgotten in the throes of an argument.]
[Two people had burst in the door and interrupted the argument, but he hadn't fully taken in the meaning of what they were saying. He pressed rewind on his memory, one of the few good things that came of having a fucking flatscreen for a head. All the anger - well, most of the anger - disappeared as it all replayed, the words registering more properly in his mind.]
[Firstly, some nobody sort of worker had burst in; someone after Ethan's own heart, to insult both of the incompetent idiots at once:] "Mister Vox- Boss- Sir, I know you entrusted me with - uh, - with the job of looking after your precious precious wonderful little darling angel of a brat- child! - of a child! - but, w-psh-bd-w- well, me and the... the team that, that was assembled to take care of your hellspawn seem to have... well, so to speak, maybe... lost tra-"
[And secondly, someone who was well on their way to a promotion to decision-making (or to getting fired for being too good at their job - Val was weird about that sort of thing recently):] "WE LOST THE FUCKING KID, BOSSMAN."
[Upon returning to the present: the wimp bitch was still stuttering and tripping over trying to explain themselves while the employee with a half a brain was rifling through the office looking for a place a small child could hide. Thankfully for Gray, they stayed away from the desk, not wanting to get too close to shok.wav, who swum in the tank just behind it. Velvette was disinterested, and even though Vox was still angry with her, he couldn't blame her for wanting to get out of here. She wasn't very fond of Gray for whatever reason - nowhere near as averse to him as Valentino, but...]
[She didn't get the whole parental instincts thing. She was decently happy to be the cool aunt that offered the kids drugs when the time came, but Vox didn't really think that time would ever come for Gray.]
[Speaking of Gray...]
When'd you see him last?
"I-I sort of think that, maybe as I was go-?" "Running down a hallway not five minutes ago. Went south but could've been just circling back around. That's why we're checking in here. Don't wanna go to a lower floor without exhausting the first one."
[Oh, that guy was *definitely* getting a promotion. Maybe even his name learned if he played his cards right.]
Good way to go about it. Straightforward.
[There was a short moment in which Vox stared down the unmoving 'Ethan #2,' as he had begun thinking of the weird devoted thing as. They seemed to be very paranoid - or just looking for praise.]
What the fuck are you doing, just standing there?! Go on, take initiative! GO SEARCH!
[The bitch scampered away to go join their saving-grace comrade. By now, Vel had long since left the room, leaving Vox to think a little more laterally as to the whereabouts of his kid.]
[If he were Gray approximately five minutes ago,where would he have gone..?]
