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*a certain creature who may or may not resemble Zor sneaks in looking for food*

[Bear in mind, no one here has actually seen Zor, just heard their voice modulator]

“Hello! Can we help you? Better yet, want to join us for Movie Night?”

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[There’s a knock at the door]

“Hello! Uh- fuck- is- uh- is this the office where- um-“

[The agent outside the door is visibly nervous, clearly not used to going to other agent’s offices, stiff and waving almost robotically]

“Sorry, lemme try again- I believe I was told to come here as a… watch party of sorts? Cyan said we were gonna watch a Juniper get wrecked.”

“Heyhey, Red! Glad you could make it!”

“Yellow should be back soon, he went looking for something to play the tape on. Courtesy of Agent Nightingale, I’ll have to find a way to pay them back somehow.”

“Mason said he’d bring the popcorn, and we have some spare pastries from earlier, help yourself! Although the lemon stuff is Yellow’s, I wouldn’t mess with it if I were you.”

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[There was a box addressed to Yellow. Inside was a batch of lemon cookies, all homemade. Attached to the lid was a note.]

Hope these will brighten up your day! I made them myself!

~ Damsel

“Good heavens. Agent, did you-?” [He turned to looks at Cyan, who was shaking their head.]

“Don’t look at me. They must like you, for some reason.” [They grinned, nudging his arm teasingly.]

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“I haven’t told anyone, so as far as I’m aware, there shouldn’t be too many of us.” :)

“Come, I’m sure it’ll be worth it.” [He wouldn’t push it, but the more the merrier, yes?]

[Yellow peeks his head into the office.]

“Hey, you uh, you wouldn’t happen to have a VHS player by chance, would you?”

[ per usual , it is dim in the office , illuminated by multiple soft lamps in the room . . . baskerville looks up from his paperwork , reading glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose slightly . ]

“ a VHS player ? hm . . . it depends — what are you wishing to use it for ? ”

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"Oh, Yellow! Here- I got you some lemon tarts! They reminded me of you..."

[ @ask-agent-rhodonite ]

[sniffle] “Oh my, for me? I am- I’m very touched. Thank you.”

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"Hey lads, how have we been holding up? ...hang on, where's Juniper?"

-Agent Carmine

“Been doing pretty good! Don’t worry about it, this ain’t about him, he got hit by a brick-. Wanna stick around? Nightingale got footage of Juniper getting whaled on, Yellow’s looking for a VCR or VHS player.”

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[He closed the door behind him, shutting out the fluorescent lights of the hallway.]

“.. You’re welcome to come and watch with us, if you’d like. It’s the least I can offer for letting us borrow it.”

[Yellow peeks his head into the office.]

“Hey, you uh, you wouldn’t happen to have a VHS player by chance, would you?”

[ per usual , it is dim in the office , illuminated by multiple soft lamps in the room . . . baskerville looks up from his paperwork , reading glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose slightly . ]

“ a VHS player ? hm . . . it depends — what are you wishing to use it for ? ”

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[Still in the doorway, he rubbed the back of his neck with a chuckle.]

“Well, ah, you see..

It seems an agent by the name of ‘Nightingale’ sent us a VHS, although we don’t seem to have a player. When you get something titled ‘Our Actor Gets His Shit Wrecked’ dropped through your mail slot, it raises a few questions.”

[Yellow peeks his head into the office.]

“Hey, you uh, you wouldn’t happen to have a VHS player by chance, would you?”

[ per usual , it is dim in the office , illuminated by multiple soft lamps in the room . . . baskerville looks up from his paperwork , reading glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose slightly . ]

“ a VHS player ? hm . . . it depends — what are you wishing to use it for ? ”

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"Oh dear. Let me see now, hold still." [He pulled a bandaid out of a little container in his pocket, carefully peeling the adhesive covers off and putting it over the cut.]

"I expect you to wash that later, we don't want that getting infected now." [He was trying (and failing) at being stern.]

*appears out of nowhere*

goo goobie

*climbs out the window*

“G- goobie? What?”

[He rushes to the window to look where Felix went.] “Oh dear. Where did he-?”

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[A VHS tape slides through the mail slot. There's a label sticker on the side of it "Our actor gets his shit wrecked", there's also a label on the from of it labeling it from a "Agent Nightingale"]

“Oh my god, Yellow, quick, where’s our VHS player?”

“Uh, uh, give me a moment.” [He leaves down to the hall to go look for one. Where will he end up?]

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“Okay, Medical said they’ll send a team up here to get him checked out, they should be here soon. Cyan- stop laughing for one minute- Cyan, check his pulse and see if he’s bleeding.”

“Okay, okay, gimme a sec.” [They turned Juniper over, him having near face planted when he fell. No broken nose, no surface injuries, and steady pulse. Concussion? Maybe. Hard to tell.]

……

Medteam arrived shortly and picked Juniper up. For now, he’s in the medical wing until he wakes up :)

(unless he’s in an already in-progress interaction, then he’s still available to wrap up whatever he was doing. Separate continuities / non linear timeline shhhhhh I’ll make it work.)

(a note shoots through the window)

Roses are red

Your forehead is huge

John, you are a prick, here is a brick

-Lots of Love, Fabby

(A comedically large brick flies at John)

“WHAT THE-” [He tried to duck, but the brick ended up bonking him in the head. He collapsed to the floor, unconscious.]

“Good lord, this can’t be good.” [Somewhat panicked, he grabbed his headset and fiddled with a dial on it before peaking into the mic, contacting Medical.]

[They would help or do something, but they’re busy doubled over pointing and laughing. No way was John Juniper, the stuck up prick, just taken down by a damn BRICK. Oh hey! Rhyming!]

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[The kitten meows before it runs over Juniper and zooms out the room, and numerous flame sounds can be heard as Agent Floor zooms past the office trying to catch the cat]

[They poked their head out the door, watching the chaos unfold.] “Oh boy aaand- there it goes.”

[They close the door again, retreating to their room. Out of sight, out of mind, right?]

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[Only 2 shirts slip through the slot, they're 2 white t-shirts that read, 'Juniper Hate Club'

[Cyan immediately threw theirs on, tossing their collared shirt and tie to the side.] “I’m never taking this off, I don’t care what you tell me.”

“It’s out of dress code, but I suppose I won’t sic Shawn on you, just this once.” [He teased, folding his up neatly and setting it aside for later.]

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“Yes, he’s right, Cyan, he could’ve gotten hurt.”

[He frowned, turning to Felix to check him over for scrapes or cuts.]

“Are you alright? That was a nasty tumble.”

*appears out of nowhere*

goo goobie

*climbs out the window*

“G- goobie? What?”

[He rushes to the window to look where Felix went.] “Oh dear. Where did he-?”

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HelloOH MY GOD WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT GUY ON THE FLOOR IS HE OK?

“Hm? Oh yeah he’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” :)

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[The cat stares up at Cyan before laying before it knocks over a cup, and some holy how it catches on fire]

“HA! Oh, I like this one, can we keep it, Yellow, pleeeeeeaase?”

[Yellow, who was trying to move the kitten away from the flames and put them out simultaneously.] “We’ll see, we don’t need two pyromaniacs in here.”

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Agent lane: Huh I  wonder what agent phoenix is doing 

“As of now, I’m just in the office.” [Cyan was a tad confused. Oh right, codenames.]

“Only Juniper and Zor call me that, so you can see why I don’t go by it as often.”