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"Hello!" You raise your hand up. They instantly look towards the intercom to see if there's some sort of announcement. You remove your coat for a moment and snap your fingers to get their attention.
Lily jumps in place, while the others are a mixture of mildly worried and intrigued. "A-ah, please don't tell me I'm getting fired." Lily stutters a bit.
"No, no, none of the business stuff. I just came for a personal visit. A chat while I do some self-care." You wave your hand dismissively as you approach one of the nearby punching bags. You let whatever muscle memory activate while you focus on your speaking.
"Alright. Well then, sir, I suppose you can join our little conversation." Uriel stops his treadmill season to cool down. "So, Cela, you were saying?"
"Well, I was watching some TV." You must've looked at her funny since she clarifies. "T-the one Bill and that weird salty dude have. And uh...you guys saw what I saw?"
"EXPLAIN." Q2 bluntly responds.
"It was our facility! During that whole bang bang pew pew thing! On fucking A-Company's channels!"
"Oh shit, for real?" A weirdly smug look is on Lily's face. "Probably better than those weird fucking V-Company ads."
"BARK!" You reach down to pet the dog as your leg automatically swings at the punching bag. It gets knocked back pretty far.
"I might've sent the ad in." You go back to your automated exercise. "A-Company likes violence. It was violent. Bang for your buck, right? Even had A-Company freak out over it."
"EFFICENT MARKETING. TEN POINTS TO YOU. ANOTHER TEN IF YOU GET TA-"
"Shit, that was you?" Lily shakes her head. "Damn. Felt really weird watching two anomalies fighting with you."
"Huh. I suppose it makes sense."
"Besides the point, what's up with V-Company? Gotta clarify, my head is a bit..." You spin a finger around your head before slamming your fist back into the bag.
"Something fucking weird." Lily gets up from the floor to adjust her stretching position. "I think one of their editors had a breakdown. A lot of the ads are weirdly aggressive?"
"To be fair, it's not like W-Company was any better." Uriel flips through his book. "N-Company only tolerated them because of similar beliefs." "I mean, sure, W-Company's hostile...but not to other companies?" Celanine meekly responds.
"Company bickering. Not really shocking, I saw B and O-Corp yelling at each other when I was dealing with sponsorships. Are all of them headcases or something?" You slam your knee into the punching bag, right at gut level. "Weird cryptic requests for weird rewards, it's bizarre."
"CLARIFY IF YOUR STATEMENT INCLUDES Q-COMPANY. IF IT DOES, WE MAY HAVE TO DISCUSS CURRENT RELATIONSHIPS." The oddly built drone steps closer to you. You shake your head. "No, you guys are weird but at least you make sense."
"Actually, speaking about that, what IS it like living with those nutcases? I only really deal with companies on a professional basis. Shit, what is it like being a KID there?"
