#observer ic

-> The overseer stares down at the presents at her feet, reaching down and picking up the beaten up walkie talkie. Her eyebrow cocks upwards, the entity flicking her wrist and repairing the item without much effort. "How interesting." -> He picked up the gift bag of sweets as well, turning and floating back upwards towards her post. This was interesting, she wanted to see where this was going.

-> She's watching. She's always. -> The presence didn't go unknown to her, she's felt the several different presences of her co-workers on multiple occasions. She clicked her tongue, silently trailing behind the other.

"He's not what I expected for a man of his size and power..." "He's like a kicked puppy. He doesn't wanna be here, he doesn't wanna hurt these contractees despite it being our job to do so." "He looks like you could breathe at him incorrectly and he'd simply crumple and turn to dust!" "He has so much power, so much potential... And yet he wastes it on such simple tools."

"...." "Thank you?"

"Ashle. He's always been fun to do anything with. Hexa is alright, he follows orders when given to him." "As for those... OTHER versions of myself? I do not mind that... Dignity man, he may not be me, but he wields the same abilities as myself. Noli is alright, I suppose." "I have no opinions on the others."

"Promised Being...?" "Eh. She is insignificant to me."

"Ashle got himself and one of the artifacts stuck between a rock and a hard place once..." "He had to call a distress signal and Hexa had to help him out... Pitiful, really, but hilarious too."

"The RAC are... Parasites." "They have no real reason to do what they're doing, stealing what they're stealing..." "The Director and Contractees are morons. They're sending people to be lambs for the slaughter without a single care in the world."