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Post by ZoeSazuma on Feb 12, 2013 21:48:53 GMT -8
Ryu walked into the staff the room and walked right over to the coffee pot, which thankfully had fresh coffee in it for a change. He took a sip and looked over at the angry fairy guard. Ryu chose not to say anything and just drink his coffee, after all he had already dealt with a short-tempered fairy today and he'd rather not do it again so soon.
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Post by Jack on Feb 13, 2013 10:48:29 GMT -8
Vann entered the room, violin and bow still slung across his back. In a place like this you never really knew when you might need to calm someone down, even in the staff room. Especially in the staff room, actually.
"Fresh?" Vann asked as he walked over to the coffee pot. At Ryu's nod, he happily poured himself a cup. Hmm. Needs sugar.
Vann unslung his violin and leaned against the wall, eyes wandering over those in the staff room as he sipped his bitter beverage. He allowed himself a smirk when he saw Oberon hard at work. His methods might be less 'manly' than the fairy's more violent ones, but they had the added benefit of being fairly free of red tape. He never really saw the point in random violence anyway. Messy and inefficient.
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Post by Rieev on Feb 13, 2013 11:44:59 GMT -8
As Oberon and Esther made their way to the elevator, there was a ding and the doors slid open. Campe stepped out form the elevator, her presence immediately acknowledged. Oberon and Esther both bowed out of respect, since they were ranked lower than her.
"Well, well- are you finished already Oberon?" Campe asked, staring down at the fairy.
"I am finished writing the apology letter to his family. I told him he got caught in a struggle, which isn't a complete lie. I have also scheduled with the doctors and nurses to have his body embalmed and delivered to his home at once."
"And did you finish his dismissal forms?"
"I am in the process of doing so."
"And how about the paperwork for the new patient?"
Oberon raised a brow, "What?"
Campe let out a sinister chuckle "The new patient- don't tell me you have forgotten. There's a waiting patient for the Pit and he needs to be approved. Plus, the cyclop's cell needs to cleared out and prepared for thier arrival." Campe looked down at Oberon, her fierce eyes glaring so intently it was as if she was staring right into his soul."You didn't forget, right? I specifically told you to take care of the new patient's paperwork. I'm already so busy, you can't expect me to handle it all, do you?"
Oberon snarled, but he had to hold back saying anything to anger the giant demon woman. Not even he had the guts to stand up to Campe. He returned to his stoic composure, coughed, and said "Indeed you did. After I'm done with my inmates I'll drop by the office and retrieve the paperwork. Now if you would excuse us."
Oberon continued walking to the elevator, Esther feeling a little anxious as she trailed behind him. Good thing his back was facing Esther, or else she would have seen Oberon's face contorted into an angry pout that made him look like a bratty teenager who just got grounded.
Campe looked back at the two guards and let out another laugh before she walked over to who she really wanted to talk to. The atmosphere in the Staff Room returned back to normal as she moved, though there was a hint of a little tension.
"Hello Vann, fancy seeing you here. I never suspected you were a coffee drinker, you seem too calm and collected to need caffeine." Campe said as she took the entire pot of coffee and drank it all down. Putting the empty pot back down, she wiped the excess liquid off her mouth with her sleeve and smiled at Ryu. "Ah, I remember you. You're one of the Block C guards, aren't you? Aker has told me a lot about you. He said you guard that pyromaniac fairy."
Aker is the Head Guard of Block C and an Elven Beast Tamer.
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Post by Jack on Feb 13, 2013 14:55:11 GMT -8
Vann raised an eyebrow as Campe downed the whole pot of coffee. Good thing he'd gotten a cup when he had the chance. Oh well.
"I'm normally not," he replied taking another sip. "But today was a touch interesting. Emim socialized with someone besides the staff. Speaking of which, I was actually looking to talk with you."
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Post by Rieev on Feb 13, 2013 15:16:22 GMT -8
"Emim? Are you saying she willingly socialized with someone other than you? Interesting, I need to put that in my log. For the centuries I've been here, she hasn't spoken a word to me." Campe said, thinking back to the days when Emim was much harder to handle. It was impossible to make her leave her cell, let alone talk.
"So what is it that you want to talk about? It has nothing to do with Puck, does it? I swear I'm going to drown that sandman in the sewers if he doesn't stop with his attitude.
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Post by ZoeSazuma on Feb 13, 2013 19:44:54 GMT -8
"Pyromaniac huh, I guess that's one way to describe her. And as for the sandman, I really wish he would stay out of my block, after all he doesn't belong there." He took another sip of his coffee "Next time I might just let Lilliana throw one of her fireballs at his head, watch it turn to glass and break." He sighed, not even caring about the paperwork he would have to fill out if his inmate killed anyone, outside of the arena anyway. "It is almost worth Aker's wrath of letting my inmate get out of control, almost."
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Post by Jack on Feb 16, 2013 1:07:15 GMT -8
"Yeah, it's about Puck. Little bastard sanded me."
Vann raised his coffee cup.
"Hence the brown. In any case, he was alone in a pit cell with several others. Considering the knockout I'm almost certain something's up."
Vann took another sip. Emim never talked to Campe, huh? Wonder why that is.
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Post by Helix on Feb 16, 2013 13:47:31 GMT -8
Gaz found himself headed to the Staff break room. He never really liked to visit it, and was usually pretty busy with elevator mishaps to ever have time to show up. But now that he had been promoted, he felt it'd be nice to finally get used to the place.
"I don't remember there being a pool table here!" he said, pretty excited. He went over and took a cue stick, which he spun around like a baton for a short while before he started to set up. "I bet one of you's up for a round, amiright?" He was pretty unaware of the seriousness and the tiredness of the people there. Just one of the few perks of being undead.
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Post by ZoeSazuma on Feb 16, 2013 20:01:25 GMT -8
Ryu looked up at the undead male and sighed through his nose "How about no, we don't all have endless amounts of energy like you do." He went back to his coffee and started to make another pot, after all, it seemed like they were going to need it.
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Post by Rieev on Feb 19, 2013 12:07:35 GMT -8
Campe stared at Gaz, "Well, well, well. Didn't expect to see you here sweetheart. Anyway," she turned back to look down at Vann after he was done talking. When he mentioned how Puck gathered a bunch of inmates in Emim's cell, her demon eyes widene in shock.
"Puck did what? You said he went ahead and gathered a bunch of inmates and met up in a cell? And he knocked you out? Funny, this is the first time I heard of Puck using his magic sand like that. But...Even so I don't know how to feel about that...Puck's always been a suspicious bastard but maybe he just wanted a party or something with his friends...."
Campe thought about it and then chuckled at the idea of Puck having friends. "...Hahahaha- friends, yeah right. But all kidding aside, if that sandman really is up to something then I forbid anymore visits to Emim's cell. In fact, anytime that sandman comes and looks at her, I give you permission to beat the living shit out of him. Same goes for you too, Gaz, I think Moort would enjoy not having to deal with Puck for awhile. I would say the same thing to you, Ryu, but I'm not your commander."
When the coffee was finished brewing, Campe took the whole pot again and dumped its contents into her mouth. After she was done, she shoved the empty pot into Vann's hands. "Well I have a meeting with Cerberus, have a good night sweethearts." She bid farewell as she walked back to the elevators.
[EXIT]
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Post by ZoeSazuma on Feb 19, 2013 19:24:30 GMT -8
Ryu looked at the once again empty coffee pot. "It's your turn to make it, seeing as she handed the pot to you." He leaned against the table and waiting for the coffee to be finished.
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Post by Helix on Feb 19, 2013 23:13:04 GMT -8
The zombie grinned a bit when Campe addressed him. Look at all these perks just piling up! A year and a half of lackey work and not a single passing glance, but now even the Pit's head guard said hello! Yes, he could certainly live with this. He only half-listened to what she said about Puck until she gave him permission to beat him up on sight around Moort. "Ehehehe!" he responded. He had a strange relationship with Puck, to say the least. They've never really formally met, but when he used to be on patrol he had seen the sandman floating around and couldn't catch him. And the one time the elevators jammed because of Puck, and Gaz was in charge of the mess. Hrgh. But the guy was conniving, and he could always respect that.
The billiard balls had been set up, and Gaz opened the game with a loud "clack" from the cue ball hitting the group of them. Several pattered on the sides and with each other, the only sound in the room when everyone stopped speaking. "Last call! I didn't even make a single one on the break."
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Post by ZoeSazuma on Feb 24, 2013 23:28:12 GMT -8
"The answer is still no, I'm exhausted after all the fights that broke out today, as well as keeping my own inmate out of the mess." He sat down in one of the chairs in the room, just so he could be off of his feet for a bit before heading to bed for the night.
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Post by lorelei on Feb 25, 2013 18:20:28 GMT -8
Prion wandered into the break room, sinking into a chair with a sigh. The other guards had always told him not to go and get attached to an inmate, but look what he had done. He'd started to fall in love with Chamena! He'd thought of himself as her protector, but now she was being swept away by that Demon who could barely remember his name! What should he do? Should he allow it to happen, allow the two to get together? No, it was his job to keep Block D inmate contact to an absolute minimum. But is it worth risking his life over?
"Ugh, what a mess..." He muttered to himself, massaging his forehead with his hand.
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Post by ZoeSazuma on Feb 25, 2013 23:29:15 GMT -8
"Sounds like you had a rough day Prion, want so coffee" He pointed towards the machine that now, once again, had hot fresh brewed coffee in it. Standing to get himself another cup, before it was all gone again, he stared at the tired D Block guard. "Oh, I heard you guys got a new inmate recently, also heard he's a giant ass"
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