“All right. We got this, now to go get it over with. Man, this’d be so much easier without Mikah around, though.” After saying this, Lucas pauses for a moment, takes a deep breath, and slowly exhales it before heading to the door. As he starts reaching for the handle, he looks over his shoulder at Jonathan, speaking up one more time before pulling the door open for him. “Whelp, here goes nuttin’, yeah?”
Jonathan similarly takes a deep breath, even slapping his cheeks twice before nodding at Lucas and heading out the door.
[...Maybe the two of you ARE stressing over Mikah as much as I am.]
After some more time spent in hearty laughter, Miss Calculated eventually takes her glasses off with her left hand, reaching up with her right hand to wipe away the few good-humored tears which formed during her bout of hysterics. “All right, all right. We get it Chi, erm, I guess I can just openly say Maria now, huh? I’m so used to not saying it in front of others, it’s more liberating than I would have expected, hmm.” Before Miss Calculated even puts her glasses back on, she turns her attention over to Miss Chievous, lightly scolding her with a laughing tone that turns contemplative by the end.Miss Chievous gives one last firm, yet equally ineffective, kick at Lucas’s ankle. With a dissatisfied snort, she takes half of a step back, standin
Shortly after Dan has exited the front of Faunahorde, he shifts the contents of his right hand over so as to hold both objects with his left hand, and then goes to whistle with the assistance of his now free right hand. However, before he actually starts, the door is shoved open by a small amount by Franz, now reared up on his hind legs and leaning to the side to stick his snoot out the gap of the door in order to bark at Dan inquisitively.Dan pauses in his movements and turns around to face the questioning doggo, mindful not to move his head too much so as not to disturb her majesty’s roost.Apparently, Franz is satisfied with the answer Dan quietly gives him, as he shoves the door open further and dashes the few steps over to stand alongside Dan, with his tail wag
In a well-lit and immaculately clean, to the point of seeming sterile, office, only a few blocks away from MF’s Fashion Boutique, a man in his early thirties, dressed in a white button-up shirt and black slacks, is furiously typing away at high speeds whilst seated before a computer setup with four monitors. After diligently maintaining these efforts for some time, he pauses to grab a large insulated mug of coffee with one fair-skinned hand, rubbing his face with the other. Not that he rubs his face for long, as he stops while wrinkling his nose distastefully, clearly not enjoying the sandpaper sensation of his bristly overdue-for-shaving facial hair.Shifting to hold the mug with both hands, he takes a moment to savor the aroma before finally enjoying a few sips, making a contented sigh once he’s done.
Upon deeming the prepared beverage offering satisfactory, Ji Soo first heads back over to his desk and pulls open a large drawer, pulling out and donning a cloth face mask with multiple layers of carbon filters. After ensuring it is snugly in place, he pockets his phone, grabs the modified coffee, and ventures out of his safe space, carefully shutting the door behind him.Out in the front office area, Ji Soo glances over to his right, checking to see that the front door set in the all-glass wall of the entrance has its closed sign in position. Noting that Spectrum is leisurely pacing while on his phone out in the shared corridor of the multi-tenant building, Ji Soo just turns to his left and heads in the direction of the break room.The office in general has a distinctive art deco style, with a much warmer ambiance than Ji So
By the time Ji Soo has switched to drying the freshly cleaned dishes, the break room door opens and Spectrum walks in. He does a double-take when he sees Jeannine, considering she is snuggled up with her knees drawn to her chest to hold the blankets in place, occasionally sipping the coffee and smiling at Ji Soo’s phone as she continues perusing the Mr. Quacks gallery. He at least manages to recover before either of the room’s inhabitants notice his expression.“Well, I’m glad you seem to be feeling better. Good news, Kamalani is gonna be fine. He’s a bit woozy from the amount of blood loss, but he’s with the Blood Smith, so he’s all patched up. Seems they already had a connection from his time with Howling Cartographer, before Kamalani got shafted by their mass layoffs. ...Just what managed to get you smiling like that?” Once Spectrum
Back over in MF’s Fashion Boutique, Miss Masher is lifting Lucas up with one hand, holding him up above her head as he does a one-armed handstand, their fingers interlocked for stability. Both of them are wearing cocky grins throughout the process of her bringing him up, maintaining their self-satisfied expressions while he shifts through a few different poses, with all of this being documented by Jonathan intermittently snapping some photos. Lucas’s tie is hanging in front of his face for most of the shots captured, though. At least he has his dress shirt tucked into his pants, or he’d be showing off some serious dad bod, which would invariably trigger Miss Masher’s provocations to no end.As the group had migrated back over towards their original
“Well, I feel that it isn’t entirely fair to say ‘fan’ as I have yet to attend a concert... Ah! Not that the ticket price isn’t worth it, just, well, I’m sure you know as well as anyone how fast they move even as the price keeps climbing… Ahem, regardless, I discovered long ago that having music playing in the background when I’m working on a project can be beneficial in a multitude of ways. However, lyrical music can sometimes be counterproductive, as it occasionally shifts into becoming a distraction instead. Also, the overall tone can certainly affect my mood, and therefore my thinking process as well.” While Miss Calculated is still only starting to warm up for her gushing, she and Josephine have begun walking away from the rest of the gathered group, with Josephine making an amused smile and occasionally nodding.“And
In short order, and despite his initial intentions, Lucas cedes the lead over to Mark. Between Mark’s superior knowledge and experience, it would be foolish not to, and Lucas’s enhanced proprioception aids in his role as the follower enough to compensate for some of the performative ability gap between himself and Mark.Not that something being too foolish has necessarily stopped Lucas all that often in the past, if ever.Jonathan manages quite a few decent pictures between the dancing duo and the prodigal pair, and even sneaks in a few candid shots of Mikah, Miss Masher, Miss Chievous, and 23. Apparently, at some unknown point, Dan has wandered off again while no one was paying attention. One photo that stands out, in particular, is of Miss Chievous with