{{I'm sorry Exor, but these old eyes of mine are very heavy with sleep}}
{{Oh thank you, that works fine. I'll tune my post now to fit with yours}}
Yes, I can understand such thoughts as that. From the looks of it, he does come off as some goofball who's got an overrated fetish for underwear
rolleyes It didn't become a problem until he decided he was super ninja and bypassed all my high tech security measures.
stare So yes, I'm very inclined to see if you are willing to take this matter on and help me out with any suggestions.
*she yawns big and long, unable to stifle it. Snickering and embarrassed, she looks sheepishly at Exor*
redface I apologize Mr. Omega, but it seems I've stayed up past my bedtime.
wink *gulps the rest of her wine down, standing to rinse her glass and set it in the sink. Grabbing her bag, she turns back to Exor with a weary smile on her face*
Well sir, I do hope you have a good night and that you continue to not be a stranger around here, now that we're properly acquainted. We'll talk more on this matter another time then. Good night.*nods to Exor and turns, walking into the office. Going through the scanners, she heads down the stairs, through the corridor to her place.
Inside, she locks up and heads for her room, dropping her bag off on the kitchen table, knowing she'd check those documents and maps first thing in the morning. As she passes Flames room, she places her hand on his door, sending a silent prayer for his safe return. Still slightly agitated at the evasive call from Stubbs, she strips and slides under the covers, falling asleep before her head hit the pillow*
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