Conjugal Visit ✻ Cyrus&Maxie
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It’s nearing midnight when Maxie kicks everyone from the room. “The room” being, well- technically one of the labs on base. Practically however, it functions more as a control room than a lab. Nothing that can explode if it isn’t tended to is supposed to be kept in here at any rate (not after the last incident), so Maxie feels comfortable enough telling everyone to either go home or relocate.
He can tell most of his scientists are none too pleased with the order. For one thing it’s still early for many of them. Maxie has never kept strict demands on operating hours; some of them have only just started working. For another this is supposed to be a public space. Which is incidentally exactly why he asked everyone to vacate. This is a public space, so while he will be alone with Cyrus (an unfortunate necessity) they will not be- in private. Also a necessity, as this marks the first time they have been alone together since Maxie left Veilstone City some weeks ago.
He’s not nervous, he’s not. This is strictly business.
Maxie waits until the last of his scientists have left the room (they may be displeased, but he is the Leader and his word is law) to give up any pretense of working and turn to Cyrus instead. He knows it will be less than useless to try and pretend he cleared the room for any other reason, so he doesn’t bother. Cyrus came here alone, Maxie very much doubts that was an accident.
“You seem to have lost your trail of ducklings, Cyrus.” He says, and affects a casual air by discarding his overcoat and rolling up the sleeves of his sweater. This is his Base, his territory, for lack of a better word. To act bothered when Cyrus is the outsider would be counter productive. “A pity. So-” He forces himself to look at him, and gods he looks so young like that- “What did you want?”
