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[edenslostwallflower]

Moment of Weakness || @urbdev-assistant​ My muse is in a frightened or nervous state.

Her focus was shaky, her mind not knowing what to focus on first. She had to stop the trickle before it crept further onto the desk. No, she had to fix the papers, scattered on the floor. Pick up the cup. No, the spill. The papers. The cup. The spill. The conflict in her mind reached a stalemate and as a result, nearly canceled each other out. Her pitiful attempts at stopping the coffee as it slowly spread across the shined surface of the table hardly made any difference. It had gotten onto the papers, there was no removing it now. 

All she had wanted to do was... tidy up the desk a bit. But now she ruined it. She made an even bigger problem than some out of sorts papers and now.. It happened faster than she had been able to process it. Several papers were now water damaged and hardly legible. 

Clean it up before someone sees. Clean it up before someone sees. Clean it up before someone sees. Clean it up or else... I'll be in trouble. Clean -  clean - clean ---

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[petitepistol]

SPOTS TO KISS + # (@urbdev-assistant)

"Rita, you absolute angel, I could kiss you!"

Elena had a dead serious expression because she was indeed dead serious. Rita Spencer had just done her an incredible favor, and Elena was in awe of the fact that the administrative assistant had extricated them both from an after-work company drinking party before the last train pulled away from the station. This was a skill that Elena, for all her bravada, had yet to master. But Rita had done it with the finesse that came with her professional seniority, managing to blithely convince senior management that it was getting late enough that perhaps the girls could be allowed to pay their portion of the tab and leave, without ever even having to bat eyelashes in imitation of coy.

"Actually, I'm going to do that, I'm going to kiss you." So she did, planting a grateful smack to the auburn-haired woman's cheek. "I don't actually know if you are kisser so that might of been a little much, but I'm three whiskey highballs deep on an empty stomach and just really really happy I don't have to pay for a cab home at 4am!"

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[edenslostwallflower]

Symbol Starters v.2~ || 😃 HUG @urbdev-assistant​

There were quite a few human customs she wasn't used to. Her line of work never required certain actions to be done. While she never acted on them, that didn't mean others couldn't perform such things towards her. Finding herself in the midst of a hug was not one of the things she had foreseen during her work day. It wasn't so much of a startling situation that she rejected it, but neither did she return the gesture as she wasn't sure what the hug was for.

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forwarded from 》 | @urbdev-assistant

It was always strange how she managed to get swept up in human frivolity. Anything was strange to her, considering she was almost always experiencing something for the first time. So used to the company atmosphere she was that the idea of enjoying something like a ‘party’ was wholly new and almost unnatural to her. She remained in the center of the room, eyeing each dress as they were pulled down. 

“This would be my first party. The last one was held before my activation day. I like the blue one,” She was partial to blue, she had recently discovered. Blue flowers, books, knick-knack items. She even had a blue mug even though she could never really use it. “Polish isn’t as abrasive enough to destroy the dermis-pigment. It’s very durable. Something similar to battery acid would most likely do more external damage. Do I have to wear nail polish?” 

[edenslostwallflower]

Reeve’s Assistants be like:

Rita: Sir, please think of your health. Maybe you should get some sleep? Or take a break?

VS.

Leanna: ‘Sir if you don’t take a break I WILL lock down your entire computer. Go stand by the window for five minutes.’

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♦⚜☺ (@urbdev-assistant)

♦ What's an AU that you've always wanted? Every once in awhile I am seized with a tremendous urged to see Elena pilot a giant robot. Some scenario with the space politics of Gundam, the existential anguish of Evangelion, and the emotional core of Gunbuster would be nearly the ultimate flight of fancy. On a less interstellar level, I think it would be really lovely to have an AU verse where Elena isn't a rookie at the time of the original game just for indulgence's sake. It gets old having to limit her to the rigid confines of being the baby, and I'd grown to really resent that because there are fewer avenues to interact with others because she is so poorly integrated.

⚜ What is the best time to write for you? Why? Usually at around 2am the writing brain juice hits. Alas, I try to be in bed by then. By the morning the motivation vanishes and it's very inconvenient. I have no idea why the middle of the night seems to be such a great time to get ideas, and I'm inclined to think it's just my internal clock being a contrary little shit.

☺ What's a character that you desperately want your muse to play with? Why? I don't think this is going to happen anytime soon, but at some point Elena should probably sort her shit out with her sister. That dynamic is just so fraught with tension that'd I'd love to see it explored, but I can count the number of Gun roleplayers I have seen on a single hand...and in the absence of having a soundboard, my own personal perceptions about their relationship had spun out into wildly unavailable territory. I doubt I'd ever run into someone of the same mind, so I guess that interaction will remain something to be drabbled out solo.

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📄 for a starter of my character reading something they shouldn’t || @urbdev-assistant​

Normally, Leanna would have only gone to Reeve's desk, as it was here that most of the papers she worked was their ending destination. In this case, some information she compiled needed to get a second look over before doing so, and that meant leaving it on Rita's desk. Rita had been elsewhere, leaving the desk vacant. Perhaps that is why Leanna lingered here. There was a stark difference between their works paces. Rita's looked..inhabited. Used. Even if it was organized, there was a sense that someone sat at this desk for hours at a time and had accumulated papers and other items simply for decoration. 

Leanna's desk was empty. The only decoration being a notepad and a pen, which she hardly used. There were no decorations, leaving the desk to look like no one had used it in some time. Admiring the organized chaos of Rita's desk, her eyes passed over a layer of uneven papers where she noticed the lower half of a scrawled note. She knew better than to go into someone else's personal paperwork... but without even thinking, she had used an index finger to pull the lower paper out to better read the text..