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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2015 13:06:27 GMT
Aviators situated himself at the head of a conference room table, crossing his legs upon the table and wiggling his foot as he shifted over paperwork. This was an unusual sort of thing for someone such as himself to do, but with the new absolute, he figured he might as well use his rank for something good to keep check on other demons. Having some solidarity might be a nice strategic bonus...Heck, he didn't really hate any of the demons, anyway, it's just he was always in the labs working on ghosts.
It was probably for the best for him to mingle, right? There were new faces at the training session, hopefully he could find out something.
He pressed a button on the PA conference system on the table, leaning into it. "Good morning, Hell Corp.! If you have the time, please come to Conference Room 5B. This is a non-mandatory but highly recommended to attend meeting where we go over things you'd like to see your business give you," A nervous laugh escaped his mouth. "I'm a ghost technician, not an orator. Anyhow, I'd hope to see you there!" There was a lilt in his voice as he signed off, and you could almost hear the wink.
He sighed, getting comfortable once more.
And now, he'd wait.
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2015 13:15:23 GMT
Fundoshi looked up from his paperwork. What the Hell was Aviators doing? He debated going to this meeting... A lot. It's not that he didn't want to be part of this wonderful collection or demons or that he had a lot of work to do... It was more that it was being run by Aviators. He didn't understand why he'd held a grudge this long but it would be a while before he made any moves to reconcile. The man was a douchebag.
Fishnet snorted. Highly recommend, huh? Well, he supposed he should go. Mankini or Ascot might be there to make this more bareable, and he had nothing else to do. He sighed and flicked his hair behind his shoulder again, turning the other direction from where he was headed to walk down to 5B.
When he got there he sat in a seat and leaned back in it.
"'Sup?" He asked, "Anything interesting or is this some boring adult meeting?"
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2015 14:20:35 GMT
Aviators looked up from his paper, his face unchanging behind the shades. Ah, Fishnet. He was at least slightly more tolerable in this teenage form; kids were obnoxious but teens were bearable. He'd never air that sentiment, however, and remained unflinching, simply placing his arms behind his back.
"Basically anyone that shows shows, really; I plan on letting the Tempters take control of where this goes, I'm simply moderating and don't really have any of my own topics to discuss."
A mild shrug. It'd probably be seen as laughable to not really have any idea what he was doing at all here, but he figured in this context it'd work.
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2015 22:32:14 GMT
Overalls ears perked at he sound of the PA system, she nodded changing her course to Conference Room 5B. She thought this would be a good idea to meet new demons, even if it was in a meeting setting, though only a few may show up as it being optional attendance. She hummed as she walked with a bounce in her step, looking at doors till she found the correct one, bringing her hand up to the door, knocking "Hello~" she spoke in a sing song voice, the state of her day so far being reflected in her tone. She quickly realized Fishnets and took a deep breath "Nice to see you again, Sir" she forced her regular voice, still upset about him beating her so quickly in the training, but wouldn't let him know, because firstly he was a higher up, secondly it would give him a place to start making fun of her.
"I miss any of the fun?" she hummed and let herself in, waving at the stranger with blue hair "I'm Overalls, but I go by Ralls, nice to meet you" she smiled, sauntering over to him "Nice Shades"
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