Nothing Happens On A Tuesday

@seraphic-lightt AME-POP DID YOU REALLY REBLOG THIS LIKE 31 TIMES?? 🥹🥹🥹

”Oh I have so many notes :3. But if forbidden to share public. Nova responded well.”

“You’re really infuriating, you know that?”

(She snuck closer.)

“Nothing much,” she responded, though it was clear from the expression on her face that she had heard the conversation.

Again he seemed deeply amused by her attitude. "Ah were you listening to me and my lovely coworker Sapphire's conversation?" He mused but judging by his voice he knew the answer.

"You're a terrible liar." He said bluntly. "Though, and do be honest why do you care?"

“I mean it’s my job to—I—u-uh—SHOOT—“

“Who? I’ll have you know I’ve dealt with worse groups on the past,” she said, dropping her innocence completely.

"Oh please. I really don't have time for you. Now shoo. Go bug someone else with your self-righteousness." He said, waving his hand with dismissal.

(Her tail thrashed in annoyance, but she set off down the hallway nonetheless.)

“…huh?”

“A-Ah! Hi…”

“Wh-What happened to you?!”

"Doesn't matter. Go home."

“I didn’t come all the way here to chicken out. I’m used to this, it’s my job to do this! More of a hobby since I’m technically unemployed (and homeless), but still!”

"That does not matter. Why are you even here?"

“Like I’d tell you!”

"Then go home. You're too late anyway."

“Too late for what, exactly?”

"Clark's ceremony. Unless you were trying to find the council than your too late for that as well."

"Good. Go now and stop trying to dig for things that aren't there."

(She darted down the hallway in the opposite direction of the exit. She’d get answers one way or another.)

(She opened it.)

(The only sound that came from her was a crackle.)

"I'll take that as a no. So let me make something clear. You're not going to find any secrets or answers here."

“Hmph. Watch me.”

"Oh we have been. You've just been wasting time. What is it you're trying to find? Don't bother lying or avoiding the question. I'll find out anyway."

“And how will you do that—who are you, anyways?”

"Name's Reid. But I suppose I am also one of the council members."

“Well, Reid, I don’t have to tell you anything.”

“Not exactly, but close enough. How could you tell?”

"You have the attitude. And are also causing my subordinates to whine about you. Especially Harvest; she really doesn't like you."

“You saying that makes me think otherwise.”

"If you really want go run around some more. See what happens."

Reid hadn;t really been lying. Not matter where she looked, it seemed clean. And it was doubtful they'd let her stay any longer.

(She snuck closer.)

“Nothing much,” she responded, though it was clear from the expression on her face that she had heard the conversation.

Again he seemed deeply amused by her attitude. "Ah were you listening to me and my lovely coworker Sapphire's conversation?" He mused but judging by his voice he knew the answer.

"You're a terrible liar." He said bluntly. "Though, and do be honest why do you care?"

“I mean it’s my job to—I—u-uh—SHOOT—“

“Who? I’ll have you know I’ve dealt with worse groups on the past,” she said, dropping her innocence completely.

"Oh please. I really don't have time for you. Now shoo. Go bug someone else with your self-righteousness." He said, waving his hand with dismissal.

(Her tail thrashed in annoyance, but she set off down the hallway nonetheless.)

“…huh?”

“A-Ah! Hi…”

“Wh-What happened to you?!”

"Doesn't matter. Go home."

“I didn’t come all the way here to chicken out. I’m used to this, it’s my job to do this! More of a hobby since I’m technically unemployed (and homeless), but still!”

"That does not matter. Why are you even here?"

“Like I’d tell you!”

"Then go home. You're too late anyway."

“Too late for what, exactly?”

"Clark's ceremony. Unless you were trying to find the council than your too late for that as well."

"Good. Go now and stop trying to dig for things that aren't there."

(She darted down the hallway in the opposite direction of the exit. She’d get answers one way or another.)

(She opened it.)

(The only sound that came from her was a crackle.)

"I'll take that as a no. So let me make something clear. You're not going to find any secrets or answers here."

“Hmph. Watch me.”

"Oh we have been. You've just been wasting time. What is it you're trying to find? Don't bother lying or avoiding the question. I'll find out anyway."

“And how will you do that—who are you, anyways?”

"Name's Reid. But I suppose I am also one of the council members."

“Well, Reid, I don’t have to tell you anything.”

“Not exactly, but close enough. How could you tell?”

"You have the attitude. And are also causing my subordinates to whine about you. Especially Harvest; she really doesn't like you."

“You saying that makes me think otherwise.”

"If you really want go run around some more. See what happens."

Reid hadn;t really been lying. Not matter where she looked, it seemed clean. And it was doubtful they'd let her stay any longer.

(She snuck closer.)

“Nothing much,” she responded, though it was clear from the expression on her face that she had heard the conversation.

Again he seemed deeply amused by her attitude. "Ah were you listening to me and my lovely coworker Sapphire's conversation?" He mused but judging by his voice he knew the answer.

"You're a terrible liar." He said bluntly. "Though, and do be honest why do you care?"

“I mean it’s my job to—I—u-uh—SHOOT—“

“Who? I’ll have you know I’ve dealt with worse groups on the past,” she said, dropping her innocence completely.

"Oh please. I really don't have time for you. Now shoo. Go bug someone else with your self-righteousness." He said, waving his hand with dismissal.

(Her tail thrashed in annoyance, but she set off down the hallway nonetheless.)

“…huh?”

“A-Ah! Hi…”

“Wh-What happened to you?!”

"Doesn't matter. Go home."

“I didn’t come all the way here to chicken out. I’m used to this, it’s my job to do this! More of a hobby since I’m technically unemployed (and homeless), but still!”

"That does not matter. Why are you even here?"

“Like I’d tell you!”

"Then go home. You're too late anyway."

“Too late for what, exactly?”

"Clark's ceremony. Unless you were trying to find the council than your too late for that as well."

"Good. Go now and stop trying to dig for things that aren't there."

(She darted down the hallway in the opposite direction of the exit. She’d get answers one way or another.)

(She opened it.)

(The only sound that came from her was a crackle.)

"I'll take that as a no. So let me make something clear. You're not going to find any secrets or answers here."

“Hmph. Watch me.”

"Oh we have been. You've just been wasting time. What is it you're trying to find? Don't bother lying or avoiding the question. I'll find out anyway."

“And how will you do that—who are you, anyways?”

"Name's Reid. But I suppose I am also one of the council members."

“Well, Reid, I don’t have to tell you anything.”

“Not exactly, but close enough. How could you tell?”

"You have the attitude. And are also causing my subordinates to whine about you. Especially Harvest; she really doesn't like you."

“You saying that makes me think otherwise.”

"If you really want go run around some more. See what happens."

Reid hadn;t really been lying. Not matter where she looked, it seemed clean. And it was doubtful they'd let her stay any longer.

(She snuck closer.)

“Nothing much,” she responded, though it was clear from the expression on her face that she had heard the conversation.

Again he seemed deeply amused by her attitude. "Ah were you listening to me and my lovely coworker Sapphire's conversation?" He mused but judging by his voice he knew the answer.

"You're a terrible liar." He said bluntly. "Though, and do be honest why do you care?"

“I mean it’s my job to—I—u-uh—SHOOT—“

“Who? I’ll have you know I’ve dealt with worse groups on the past,” she said, dropping her innocence completely.

"Oh please. I really don't have time for you. Now shoo. Go bug someone else with your self-righteousness." He said, waving his hand with dismissal.

(Her tail thrashed in annoyance, but she set off down the hallway nonetheless.)

“…huh?”

“A-Ah! Hi…”

“Wh-What happened to you?!”

"Doesn't matter. Go home."

“I didn’t come all the way here to chicken out. I’m used to this, it’s my job to do this! More of a hobby since I’m technically unemployed (and homeless), but still!”

"That does not matter. Why are you even here?"

“Like I’d tell you!”

"Then go home. You're too late anyway."

“Too late for what, exactly?”

"Clark's ceremony. Unless you were trying to find the council than your too late for that as well."

"Good. Go now and stop trying to dig for things that aren't there."

(She darted down the hallway in the opposite direction of the exit. She’d get answers one way or another.)

(She opened it.)

(The only sound that came from her was a crackle.)

"I'll take that as a no. So let me make something clear. You're not going to find any secrets or answers here."

“Hmph. Watch me.”

"Oh we have been. You've just been wasting time. What is it you're trying to find? Don't bother lying or avoiding the question. I'll find out anyway."

“And how will you do that—who are you, anyways?”

"Name's Reid. But I suppose I am also one of the council members."

“Well, Reid, I don’t have to tell you anything.”

“Not exactly, but close enough. How could you tell?”

"You have the attitude. And are also causing my subordinates to whine about you. Especially Harvest; she really doesn't like you."

“You saying that makes me think otherwise.”

"If you really want go run around some more. See what happens."

(She snuck closer.)

“Nothing much,” she responded, though it was clear from the expression on her face that she had heard the conversation.

Again he seemed deeply amused by her attitude. "Ah were you listening to me and my lovely coworker Sapphire's conversation?" He mused but judging by his voice he knew the answer.

"You're a terrible liar." He said bluntly. "Though, and do be honest why do you care?"

“I mean it’s my job to—I—u-uh—SHOOT—“

“Who? I’ll have you know I’ve dealt with worse groups on the past,” she said, dropping her innocence completely.

"Oh please. I really don't have time for you. Now shoo. Go bug someone else with your self-righteousness." He said, waving his hand with dismissal.

(Her tail thrashed in annoyance, but she set off down the hallway nonetheless.)

“…huh?”

“A-Ah! Hi…”

“Wh-What happened to you?!”

"Doesn't matter. Go home."

“I didn’t come all the way here to chicken out. I’m used to this, it’s my job to do this! More of a hobby since I’m technically unemployed (and homeless), but still!”

"That does not matter. Why are you even here?"

“Like I’d tell you!”

"Then go home. You're too late anyway."

“Too late for what, exactly?”

"Clark's ceremony. Unless you were trying to find the council than your too late for that as well."

"Good. Go now and stop trying to dig for things that aren't there."

(She darted down the hallway in the opposite direction of the exit. She’d get answers one way or another.)

(She opened it.)

(The only sound that came from her was a crackle.)

"I'll take that as a no. So let me make something clear. You're not going to find any secrets or answers here."

“Hmph. Watch me.”

"Oh we have been. You've just been wasting time. What is it you're trying to find? Don't bother lying or avoiding the question. I'll find out anyway."

“And how will you do that—who are you, anyways?”

"Name's Reid. But I suppose I am also one of the council members."

“Well, Reid, I don’t have to tell you anything.”

“Not exactly, but close enough. How could you tell?”

"You have the attitude. And are also causing my subordinates to whine about you. Especially Harvest; she really doesn't like you."

“You saying that makes me think otherwise.”

(She snuck closer.)

“Nothing much,” she responded, though it was clear from the expression on her face that she had heard the conversation.

Again he seemed deeply amused by her attitude. "Ah were you listening to me and my lovely coworker Sapphire's conversation?" He mused but judging by his voice he knew the answer.

"You're a terrible liar." He said bluntly. "Though, and do be honest why do you care?"

“I mean it’s my job to—I—u-uh—SHOOT—“

“Who? I’ll have you know I’ve dealt with worse groups on the past,” she said, dropping her innocence completely.

"Oh please. I really don't have time for you. Now shoo. Go bug someone else with your self-righteousness." He said, waving his hand with dismissal.

(Her tail thrashed in annoyance, but she set off down the hallway nonetheless.)

“…huh?”

“A-Ah! Hi…”

“Wh-What happened to you?!”

"Doesn't matter. Go home."

“I didn’t come all the way here to chicken out. I’m used to this, it’s my job to do this! More of a hobby since I’m technically unemployed (and homeless), but still!”

"That does not matter. Why are you even here?"

“Like I’d tell you!”

"Then go home. You're too late anyway."

“Too late for what, exactly?”

"Clark's ceremony. Unless you were trying to find the council than your too late for that as well."

"Good. Go now and stop trying to dig for things that aren't there."

(She darted down the hallway in the opposite direction of the exit. She’d get answers one way or another.)

(She opened it.)

(The only sound that came from her was a crackle.)

"I'll take that as a no. So let me make something clear. You're not going to find any secrets or answers here."

“Hmph. Watch me.”

"Oh we have been. You've just been wasting time. What is it you're trying to find? Don't bother lying or avoiding the question. I'll find out anyway."

“And how will you do that—who are you, anyways?”

"Name's Reid. But I suppose I am also one of the council members."

“Well, Reid, I don’t have to tell you anything.”

“Not exactly, but close enough. How could you tell?”

"You have the attitude. And are also causing my subordinates to whine about you. Especially Harvest; she really doesn't like you."

(She snuck closer.)

“Nothing much,” she responded, though it was clear from the expression on her face that she had heard the conversation.

Again he seemed deeply amused by her attitude. "Ah were you listening to me and my lovely coworker Sapphire's conversation?" He mused but judging by his voice he knew the answer.

"You're a terrible liar." He said bluntly. "Though, and do be honest why do you care?"

“I mean it’s my job to—I—u-uh—SHOOT—“

“Who? I’ll have you know I’ve dealt with worse groups on the past,” she said, dropping her innocence completely.

"Oh please. I really don't have time for you. Now shoo. Go bug someone else with your self-righteousness." He said, waving his hand with dismissal.

(Her tail thrashed in annoyance, but she set off down the hallway nonetheless.)

“…huh?”

“A-Ah! Hi…”

“Wh-What happened to you?!”

"Doesn't matter. Go home."

“I didn’t come all the way here to chicken out. I’m used to this, it’s my job to do this! More of a hobby since I’m technically unemployed (and homeless), but still!”

"That does not matter. Why are you even here?"

“Like I’d tell you!”

"Then go home. You're too late anyway."

“Too late for what, exactly?”

"Clark's ceremony. Unless you were trying to find the council than your too late for that as well."