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"Woah, woah, don't choke." Adama gently tries to get his attention by patting on the shoulder. "Slow, slow. Easy now."
Benedict was already about to grab the hunk of bread before he even spat out the apple seeds before Adama stopped him. "Oh. Sorry. I just haven't had a lot to eat, haha."
"yeah you look like shit." She quickly covers up what she says with a cough. "I know but try to take it slow. I doubt the boss would want you to choke."
Benedict takes his time with the hunk of bread and coffee now. "Of course. Thank you again." The two share some small, easy to miss smiles with each other.
[DYING LIGHT] She probably finds his condition similar to ours. It's relatable.
>W: Experiment with Flesh Idol
Employee W holds onto the hunk of metal and flesh with a resigned, almost disappointed expression. She kneels down and tightens her grip before beginning her prayer.
"Please, grant us mercy. From whatever misfortunes must come our way. Spare us from death."
<span class="mu-b">The idol pulses with a bright teal light.</span> The lights in Employee W's eyes go dark. They don't come back on even after a few minutes pass by.
"Where am I?" She blankly states before shaking her head. "Ugh. I feel weird. Huh, 'I'." She mutters, stumbling out of the room. A puppet trying to move without the puppeteer, struggling against the strings.
Checking through the cameras to see what that did, a small blurb appears on your screen. You take a moment to read what it says.
"The nearest threat is resistant towards most physical or ranged attacks but corrosives deal massive damage towards it."
"Be wary, it tracks heat."
>FLESH IDOL ASPECT REVEALED
>Teal Light: Offers advice on how to deal with Invaders. Might be able to work on breached Abnormalities too?
C-0RA beeps. "It started but stopped again!...hrm. SigNAls MESSy, can't read much further on target."
>Admin: Personally interview the meatlady while Shot is distracted by Extraction work.
Normally, this would be the point of time where you would look over the work order results but you have something personal to do first.
That and, you know, you rather keep an eye on the Sirocco resolution in case anything abnormal happens. You get up from your chair and head out of your office after sending out the Shot work order.
[HOPELESS WRECK] LOOKDOWNDIPSHIT
"Whoops!" You quickly step around the banana peel carefully placed right in front of the entrance to your office. Shit, the cluwne is already stepping it up.
You're tempted to think of ways to prank him back but...you doubt you could win a direct fight. If you WERE to (not that you are right now) escalate things, it can't be traced to you.
You shake your head. Not important right now. You proceed to the elevator, down to the third floor. You have another interview to do.
You tap your foot as you wait for the elevator to reach the third floor. You check for your MP3 player. Hm, not in your breast pocket. Though a picture of Felix rests inside of it.
