[Honestly, at this point she's already pretty suspicious, you might as well just admit how lazy you are. I wouldn't offer up claiming to be a late bloomer for your powers, but if she brings it up, don't bother denying it.]
'Wha- Hey! I'm not that out of shape!'
[Round is a shape. I'm pretty sure the only reason you aren't overweight is purely because of your metabolism, you're going to be in trouble the moment it slows down.]
'HEY!'
[I'm a little impressed the original lived as long as they did without being a supe.]
'You're having way too much fun with this now.'
Jonathan jumped a bit when the real Miss Calculated suddenly scolded Miss Chievous, looking up at her right away. He already had a furrowed brow and was biting his lip while trying to decipher the legal-jargon-packed paperwork, and this expression doesn't lighten in the least bit once his attention is diverted.His attention briefly shifts off to the side where Miss Chievous and Willy are sprawled out nearby on the corner of the carpet, then back up to Miss Calculated who is currently approaching Lucas and Miss Masher. After a few seconds, his expression has melted slightly from confusion to contemplation, turning into an expression of enlightenment after further thought. Whether he figured it out himself, or he needed assistance from 011, is only known by the two of them.Noticing that her attention is on the phone in Lucas'
Once Miss Masher has gained the phone all to herself, she sinks back into the plush velveteen material of the couch and leisurely amuses herself with watching the feats of strength a few more times, cackling occasionally.Lucas's desire to pamper his four-legged friend surpasses his pride, so he goes back over to his original couch and sits down next to Willy, opposite Miss Calculated.As Willy's loyalties are being tested by the continuous stream of salami, pepperoni, chorizo, prosciutto, soppressata, gouda, multiple kinds of cheddar, triple cream brie, blue cheese, and the various assorted cracker to carry it all, it is pulled back on track once Lucas has joined in the procession.For about every three or four snacks that are delivered to Willy's patiently waiting mo
As Miss Chievous realizes the full ramifications of her troll attempt, she still can't bring herself to be mad at Jonathan. As expected of her new rival, after all."What!? Hey! At least leave some for me!?" Finally leaving her parked position in the doorway, Miss Chievous charges over to lay what claims she can upon the remnants of the charcuterie board.If it wasn't for the fact that he had already eaten more than he had any business doing, Jonathan seriously considers using his powers to eat faster. He still stubbornly eats one last piece of soppressata with extra sharp white cheddar on a multi-grain sea salt cracker, all while maintaining eye contact with her, though.Lucas was already leaning back, having eaten his fill, but even still he deliberates taking one fo
Once Lucas's brain has woken up enough to start processing his surroundings, 427 fills him in on what he missed during his little power nap. Noticing that Jonathan is diligently messing around on his phone to make sure all is in order, he reaches out towards him and curls his fingers a few times in a 'give that to me' motion. Jonathan immediately complies without giving it much thought, with a small sigh he gets back to his excessively complex paperwork.Lucas pokes about a little on his phone, but mostly just checks Jonathan's number and goes back to his own phone, finally adding him into his contacts and sending him a text message comprised simply of the number 11. He goes back to Jonathan's phone long enough to use the message to add himself, then tosses it back at its rightful owner.Jonathan catches it at the last moment
[...If you're so eager to see them, you could hurry up with getting all of the paperwork finalized and go take the picture yourself. The more you procrastinate-]As 427 is winding up to lecture Lucas on the benefits of expediency, he is cut off and completely undermined by a single default message notification ping.From dog pix (10:43 AM): Dokkaebi wanted to join in too [Picture Embedded]Without even actually reading the included text, Lucas taps to make the photo full-screen immediately. To Lucas's great delight, the shot features Franz lying down on the floor of Faunahorde, looking straight up at the camera in all of his black, tan, and brown furry glory. His huge tongue is happily lolling out of the side of his mouth and his big ol' ears are perked straight up. Me
[Even if you don't want to account for the unnecessary threat of always having Mikah so close by, I'm sure even with a discount it will be an unnecessary expenditure to rent out an entire floor. If you focus on the orphanage, or at least help support one of the soup kitchens, you'll gain an extra source of GDV with your money.]Lucas poses a counterargument in the form of a high-pitched mental whine, earning a sigh from 427.[Besides, you wouldn't have much reason to spend time at an empty office with just the two of you as the only staff anyway. Also, the two of you should be too busy resolving GDV tasks to spend much time there, even if there was a legitimate reason to be there anyway.]After another, albeit weaker, drawn-out mental whine, Lucas pinches the bridge of
Seeing that Lucas has more or less locked up after the offer, instead of giving any sort of audible response, Jonathan decides to show some spine."We'll, we'll take it. We were just, uh, worried before that it would cost too much for a, um, whole floor. Tha-thank you. Ehehe, you should see Lucas's face." As Jonathan attempts to lock in the bargain, he can't help chuckling when Lucas's blank expression gains a bit of surprise from Jonathan's words rather than from Mark's offer.Rather than being disappointed by the offer being claimed, Miss Calculated simply nods her head a few times, all is as it should be."Ahem, yeah, exactly. Since you're being so... Generous, maybe once we've grown and start actually using a bunch of electricity and have lots of people coming and
While the overall energy of the room makes it feel like someone is going to pull out a bottle of champagne any moment now while Jonathan should start giving an acceptance speech, Lucas suddenly claps twice to get everyone's attention."All right, enough of that. Those bastards don't deserve any more of our time, even for this." As Lucas cuts the celebratory atmosphere short, Jonathan's expression sobers up a bit, but he does nod repeatedly in agreement."Ri-right. It's great that it's done, bu-but it's not like it really changes anything..." As Jonathan backs Lucas up, he sinks into the cushy couch he is seated on, completely undoing the prim and proper upright posture he was temporarily maintaining. Having fallen back into a neutral expression, there are no remaining traces of the bright enthusiasm he had mere moments before