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Post by stuffed-peppers on Aug 13, 2015 7:10:38 GMT -8
ooc: pun's terrible, I am sorry)
[Salvia spun in the dingy office chair that had been donated a few months ago to the radio room. Nobody here needed convincing that this room was the butt of all Goodwill donations, housing old junk and furniture the other offices didn't want or need anymore. Not much was going on today, she and a handful of other hosts and workers were either gossiping, filing papers, or committing to tomfoolery. Salvia herself was doing two of those three things, and they did not involve paper.]
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Post by quinnquinn on Aug 20, 2015 5:05:55 GMT -8
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Owen stopped by the old box taped on the door. This was the one, wasn't it? There definitely wasn't another door with a box strapped to it. What kind of room would that be aside from the radio hub? He held out a hand to knock, hesitant. He could hear people inside, talking, whispering. Not like he could hear anything they were saying. Owen leaned on the door as he was getting distracted by the murmurs just beyond. In his arms he held a small box that used to be filled with stationery from Salvia, though at current it was empty.
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Aug 20, 2015 8:47:33 GMT -8
[The door was sturdy and thick, but not impossible to hear the clatter and energetic voices from inside. Talk on Apprentice relationships, rumors about Fallens and Hunters, the best places in the living world to get a fresh milkshake, and throwing friendly(?) arguments at each other. Someone might've said 'Tolo'. Someone might've just said a bad word. Someone pulled away from their heavy chair and called out "Yo, I'm heading to the bathroom, guys." as she was nearing the door.]
[Salvia popped the door open and blinked in surprise when she saw the Bird Boy.] "Oh. Hey. Um. Wassup, dude?"
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Post by quinnquinn on Aug 21, 2015 4:21:19 GMT -8
He let out a yelp when the door fell through. He stumbled a little, looking back up to see the person who opened it.
"H-Hello Salvia..." he said, a little rattled. "I..." what was he here for again? The whole thing had made him forget. "I was..." it took him a minute to focus himself back into the moment. Glancing back to the box certainly helped.
"I wanted to borrow more stationery." he finally said, holding out the empty box towards her. "Do you have more stationery?" He'd taken a lot in this box, and perhaps she had none left.
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Aug 21, 2015 13:35:49 GMT -8
[Salvia waited patiently as he fumbled, looking up and down at his straitjacket. Still the same exact one, she figured. Is he like those guys in cartoons who carry the exact same outfits in their closets?] "Yeah sure. How much d'you need? Actually, just wait right there."
[Salvia turned back inside the office to search for the box of paper clips on the desks, lifting papers and pens to scour for any scattered ones. This time though, she forgot to close the door and left it ajar. Some of the co-workers tried to peek out and gave Owen a 'hello' and a wave.]
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Post by quinnquinn on Aug 21, 2015 18:03:07 GMT -8
He opened his mouth to reply, but Salvia was already gone, back inside. The door was open and like the last time, so Owen pushed the gap wider and peeked in to see who was there.
The same crew, somewhat familiar faces. He didn't remember them all, but he did recognise some of them. He said hello and gave waves back, unsure what to do as he stood there waiting for the radio host to come back with his things. The boy took another step into the room and had a glance around. So much fancy stuff in here to see, and it was all so different from the bird room. So Salvia worked here, huh? He didn't get a very good look last time so he savoured this occasion of wandering in.
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Aug 23, 2015 9:27:36 GMT -8
[Salvia darted back the door and halted in surprise to see that Owen was inside, gazing upon the calamity of the radio room. She hid her worries well when she hurried over and handed him the box.] "Here ya go. There's a couple with nice colors on them, might match the plasters on your arms. Sorry about the mess here."
[Curiousity ultimately popped from her bubble as she took another look at the boy's outfit. Or lacking thereof.] "You . . . are wearing something under that jacket right? Don't you get cold?"
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Post by quinnquinn on Aug 23, 2015 16:23:59 GMT -8
Owen didn't really respond to much after being handed the box. He opened it to see the array of colourful items inside, all useful things he'd eventually need during his adventures in paperwork.
His attention did return when Salvia asked about clothes. His eyes widened at the question, avoiding eye contact as he shook his head. Did everyone at HQ know that much about his choices of dress?
"I get cold sometimes." He shrugged casually. "But sometimes is ok if you're dead." He didn't really care much for that anyway. He was used to it, he never got ill from it, he was already dead.
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Aug 23, 2015 17:11:05 GMT -8
Pretty certain rigor mortis doesn't apply to this kid either. Salvia was once again perturbed by his quiet yet listless demeanor. She was starting to feel some strange appreciation for her louder teammates . . .
"Yeah, you're right. I mean, who the fck cares, eh? Casual Friday everyday, am I right?" [she chuckled.] "Take as many as you need. Or like. Return the box and clips to the office when you're done with them." [Irresponsibilty wins again.]
"How's the birds, by the way? Do they poop on you or anything?" [Salvia picked up a piece of paper and waved it at herself laxly. Not because she was hot, but she was subtly trying to fan away the faint, pungent smell of birds that seemed to suspiciously be wafting from the boy's jacket.]
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Post by quinnquinn on Aug 23, 2015 17:19:48 GMT -8
Return to the office, he remembered. Same arrangement as last time. All good. Didn't seem like anyone was missing all this stationery. Did they have a lot in excess then?
He nodded at that. Salvia started doing something, so he took a step back. He wasn't sure what it meant. "Well... s-shit happens." he laughed without changing his expression, his attempt at a joke. He put a sleeve to his nose and sniffed it. Oh, that was probably why. "I did wash this recently don't worry..." he shrugged at her. "It doesn't smell washed for tidy long though..."
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Aug 23, 2015 17:25:51 GMT -8
[Salvia laughed at his small joke.] "Sounds like a lucky jacket to me. I get that. You don't have extras though?" [Actually, is it normal for one to own multiple straitjackets? Now there's a fashion statement someone could probably get behind. Probably.]
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Post by quinnquinn on Aug 23, 2015 17:32:55 GMT -8
Lucky, huh? That was a nice way to think about it. "I only came with one." He wasn't brave enough to seek out real replacement ones. In all honesty it was a wonder this one he wore perpetually was still intact after all this time.
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Aug 23, 2015 17:49:49 GMT -8
". . . what." [Hold up, hold still. Hold the phone.]
". . . that's all you have?" [Underneath her bemused demeanor bubbled a weird mixture of disbelief and pity. So wait, does he not wear underwear at all then?! Holy crap, too many privileges were checked.]
[Whether she heard his next response or not, Salvia started for the door, patting Owen on the arm and motioning for him to follow.] "Come with me. I got shit to give you."
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Post by quinnquinn on Aug 23, 2015 17:55:37 GMT -8
"Y-Yes..?" He frankly didn't care. Why were people always wondering that, anyway? "I have a tidy lot of missing pyjamas though. I also have a 'going out' suit--" he didn't get to finish, feeling the tap on his arm. He walked inside hesitantly, following after Salvia. "To give me..? You already gave me things..."
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Post by stuffed-peppers on Aug 26, 2015 15:53:54 GMT -8
"And I'm gonna give you more 'cause I'm feeling generous today. C'mon, to the dorms away and we go." [Salvia let Owen go through the door first before she would close it behind her and saunder quickly down the hall toward their destination.]
[Along the way, she thought a little small talk would help pass the time.] "You have any favorite colors in particular, kiddo? Or any you abhor?" [Goddamn, she still can't remember his name.]
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