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Leo is chewing on his thumb nail. Not much of a good habit but sitting backstage means that he can get away with doing all sort of unseemly things. This is why he likes handling the backstaged things rather than be in the fore front of things. Leo lets out a huge sigh of relief and gave Terry’s shoulders a few hearty pats.

“Ran shorter than our estimated time span but just by a few minutes. Not much to sweat over. You nailed it,” he brings himself to chuckle a little now that the first hurdle of the day is over. “How’d it feel up there?”

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Yeah, okay, alright, I’m ready. I can do this. Joseph knows jack shit about science. Okay, okay. He looks back in his “memory” again - Terry’s memories - and gathers a vague gist of what he’s supposed to be talking about. A few sentences per slide should be good enough as long as he doesn’t try to go too far into the science of the research. Joseph shoots Leo a thumbs up and walks to go chat with the backstage people before his “big moment”. The thing is, he has to find the confidence in him to actually act like Terry because, well, Terry isn’t shy of speeches. And Joseph isn’t either, but he doesn’t exactly want to do them.

About five to ten minutes and a hopefully satisfied audience applause later (all time feels the same standing in front of a crowd), Joseph gets off of the stage and finds Leo again. He’s finished his drink by now and just carrying around an empty can for the purpose of looking busy. Because busy means nobody approaches him. Joseph taps Leo on the shoulder, Hey, so, how’d I do?

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@NexusOfficial: @johanna--maxwell Definitely! :) Here’s a link to a preview of the upcoming showcase [ link ] #NEXPO2018

@johanna–maxwell: @NexusOfficial Thx. Question: Do you guys have any research that’ll be showcased later in the evening related to paraplegic assistance? #Nexpo2018

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Nexus Corp. @NexusOfficial 

Hello Erica! Thank you for raising your opinion. We hope you stick around for ALL the showcases today :) #NEXPO2018

Erica Jackson @ericajackson

Would like to take the opportunity of #Nexpo2018 to remind @NexusOfficial that there is no proof yet of a mechanism common to all abilities. 

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as a nexus supporter.... writer i can truly depend on my sweet cinnabon paivi to be optimistic and hopeful

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@NexusOfficial: We would never stoop so low as to call you that :) Here’s a link to the showcaser’s published research study.#NEXPO2018

@johanna–maxwell: @NexusOfficial Call it a hunch & call me uneducated but I don’t think drugs or humans are ~meant to work like that jsyk #Nexpo2018

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If one of those telepathic posties are around, no doubt they’d be able to hear Leo scream to himself. He knows stage fright happens-- and hell, this is a rather big event-- but he is not paid enough to be a broken record on top of a PR rep. He rubs his chin a bit since his hands are itching to do something other than hit himself in the head. “It’s just like we rehearsed. You go backstage, a stage hand will give you your remote to advance your power points, you give your speech, wow the audience, save humanity. Score or a date or two at the end, I don’t know.”

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Well, yeah, there was, Terry- no, no, Joseph (still getting used to it…) mumbles, shyly, and rubs his neck with his free hand, Someone cute that I saw… Nope. He just didn’t bother to look up. Uh, sure… Shit. What was he supposed to do again? Maybe you want to remind me exactly what I’m supposed to do, just so I make sure I have everything right. That was smooth enough, right?

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“You didn’t see me,” Leo repeats. His forehead crinkles along with the contortion of the rest of his face into his usual disbelief/cranky expression. The expression stays on his face for a touch too long but worrying about being judged something that ranks very high on his priorities today. --Especially given his list of responsibilities. “Okay,” he shrugs. “You all set and ready to go?”

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Aw, shit. Noooooooo. Terry- wait, Joseph grumbles to himself and dutifully makes his way over to Leo, squeezing his can of iced tea a bit too hard now. It dents in his grasp a little bit. He should’ve just stayed home and played with his cat. A cat makes better company than humans, anyway. Joseph makes his way through the crowd, faking polite “Excuse me”s the whole way and finally gets to Leo’s side. For a moment, he skims over Terry’s past interactions with Leo - which are, thankfully, minimal because Terry doesn’t work in Leo’s department all that much - then adopts a slightly lighter tone. Can’t do anything about his sullen posture, though. Sorry, I didn’t see you waving at me. Got a bit distracted. He shrugs and cracks a fake grin. So, what’s up?

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After spotting Terry in the crowd, Leo gestures for him to come over. This is usually where being a giant really helps him stick out in a crowd. Leo waves his arms in the air like an idiot next after his conspicuous wave failed to get Terry’s attention. He told Terry about signaling to him beforehand. He told him and yet here’s Leo flailing his arms around. “Hey, Terry!” He smiles tightly, veiling a small “Get your ass over here.”

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Now that he’s here, Joseph… really doesn’t remember why he thought it was a good idea to come. Not that, like, it’s a bad idea in terms of “Oh, I’m going to get in trouble”, but a bad idea in terms of “There is nothing to do here…” He’s a whole three inches shorter, and that’s probably the worst part of shapeshifting for Joseph. He hates getting shorter. Really don’t wanna be here right now, he huffs out under his breath, holding his can of Brisk a little tighter. Not that that’s how his identity would act, but.

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It was Friday. It was late. Leo just wanted to get his drink, temporarily forget about deadlines and work, then haul his ass home. But no. He just had to go and make eye contact with this girl. This poor distraught looking girl. He didn’t even have to see the rest of the scene to know what happened. Two years experience as a bartender in the sketchiest bar in town laid out the map of what was probably happening here. It was all bar tropes upon bar tropes.

When he got up, he suppressed a groan that would’ve made anybody who heard it think he had lumbar problems. Or at least a hernia. He shot her this look that said, “Play along.” 

“I’ve been waiting for you for so long here and you didn’t even see me? I’ll let you know I already started drinking without you and I am not sorry. C’mon. I saved you a seat.” Leo gestured to where he was sitting in his little booth. “Is he still looking at you?” he whispered, not looking back at her harasser because that would’ve made his act even less convincing.

Teased and trapped; Kalani hated it. She’d fry their brains right then and there if she could, but if she did, her little game, the one that brought her so much pleasure, would come to an end. It would come to an end eventually. Possibly. But not without her say so. For now, she’s stuck here.

She takes a step back as the guy facing her tries to put her hair behind her ear, which only results in her falling into the other guy behind her, which only made them laugh. Kalani moves forward again, but stands inches from the guy who’d tried to touch her. She turns her eyes away. She’s looking for someone –anyone she knows might have a hero complex, or just someone who might look helpful– to help her out of this situation, without her having to give away her hand. She could just make these guys move by entering their motor functions, but as her eyes made contact with someone –her eyes turning into a look of distress– she thought maybe making a new “friend” out of a bad situation might be more fun. A bar fight might even make this whole night worth it, but Kalani wasn’t always that lucky. Although she did hope.

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Liam Hemsworth as Dwayne McLaren in new ‘Cut Bank’ Trailer [yahoo]

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fireunderskin said: 

nexus u so advanced…is leo having an aneurism over this tho omg

OKAY BUT YES.... I could've written a para for this and have the exposition there but at this point I'm even lucky if I get 2 minutes to myself to think about roleplaying. 

Nexus just really wanted to release their new products but the bureaucracy of the steps leading up the a big release like this was too slow for some of the execs.  So they staged the whole 'losing the product' thing and told nobody so Leo was actually like, "HOLY SHIT WHO IS THE PERSON WHO LOST THE THING AND CAN WE GET THEM FIRED FOR MAKING MY LIFE HELL?" Of course nothing actually happened to that person because staged. So Leo actually went through all the motions of how he would handle a crisis like this, not knowing it was all for show. You can imagine his face when he put two and two together. 

Spoiler alert: Leo does not like to be a puppet on someone else's strings even if they are putting a big fat check in his pocket. So strike one for you Nexus (not that he'll really do anything if they do reach strike three for him because gOD GOD HE NEEDS THE MONEY). 

But tl;dr - (jk please read the whole thing it's not even long) This whole thing has been hell on Leo and his team. It's probably much worse on the marketing team though. 

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@ Nexus HQ | Helen

Multi-tasking. Leo considered himself outstanding at multi-tasking. Today he showed off that skill, to no one in particular, by walking down the hall while reading some documents. Amazing skills, that. He was so caught up in the realms of his documents that he didn't even hear the running steps coming straight towards him from behind. Of course, he was forced to notice when they ran straight into him knocking the pages right out of his hands, scattering them all over the floor. 

"God. Really?!" he shouted down the hall at the fleeting silhouette. 

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the video is unlisted. sorry u_u

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"Definitely have earned that right," Leo nodded a touch. "I've done enough academic writing during my college years to never want to do it again. And you're making a living off of it so I admire you. And also pity you, but just a little." He raised his hand, showing the little space between his thumb and index finger to emphasize his point. He managed to smile again, one with more sincerity and less cynicism, as he rest his chin in his hand. "Nah, it's not, but people usually don't stick around long enough to see me crash." 

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"Perhaps." She pondered his advice, actually finding it to be helpful. Tracking down a post-human wouldn’t be too hard. Perhaps the Rogues would have something in their database about it. But she didn’t share this information with him. One could never be too careful. "I’m being picky. This is a major work, so I guess I’ve earned that right." She raised an eyebrow at him and shrugged her shoulders. "I guess I understand." Leah took a sip of her coffee and savored the familiar bitter taste. "Do you usually crash like that? Can’t be too good for social interaction." Her ill attempt at a joke reached her tone, but it came off mildly sarcastic in her mind. She couldn’t bring herself to care entirely, however. Not because she she wanted to hurt this man, but because it seemed like he could use the humor.

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[At the next stoplight, Leo turned his head over his shoulder to see if they were followed or not. He couldn't see any faces too clearly through car windows but for now, they felt safe enough.] Have you ever heard about hanging out with the wrong crowd? God, that was such a close call. You're welcome and all but it was all just pure luck I was around.

What? No. [She frowned at Leo— and if he wasn’t driving she would’ve actually shoved him. ] If you really need to know, a friend of mine is hiding and that guy was looking for him. Something about a large debt. I refused to say anything and he pulled out his frickin’ tazer. [Roni drew a long breath and sighed, trying to cool her head off.] Thanks— by the way. I would’ve been dead meat if you hadn’t showed up.  

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