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She shrugs.
“ I’m not doubting him… I understand how busy he probably is, just being a moderator is already quite the work. ”
“ And either way, whatever business he’s got with these documents is not something that concerns me… ”
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" I mean...ᅠI wouldn`t necessarily blame him for it. "
" He`s one of the head admins for HQ,ᅠIm sure these documents are really important...ᅠespecially that he needs them by tomorrow. "
The robot hums,ᅠwriting with a regular, precise pace.
It isn`t really the one to -
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“ Same probably goes for Doom, he also seems to love to do way too much than expected. ”
“ But I guess I can’t blame him for that, he’s real passionate and gets lost in the heat of the moment. ”
A small smirk, Sorcus has been
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It wasn’t there during her childhood, but became prominent during her teens to adulthood…
“ Ah, Builds need these again? Gosh, they always seem like they’re in a rush. ”
Sorcus joked, the pen flowing across the documents once more.
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She waves a hand, a bit embarrassed (in a good way).
“ Ah… You’re too kind, really… I ain’t much. ”
She is much. Special woman, ruler of a kingdom, powerful, an admin, you name it!
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A small fluster paints on the robot, sheepishly putting a hand behind it`s own neck, chuckling.
" Well,ᅠIt`s not like you`d be the type of person to not accept an offering,ᅠespecially from your creation alone. "
" And...ᅠThats what I at least appreciate —
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Her features were a lot more distinct from the other admins, from white, short curly hair with yellow streaks to pure golden wings with red undertones,
To the light patches of discolored skin contrasting her dark skin (vitiligo).
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She looks at it with admiration, taking the bow into her hands and staring with a big smile on her face.
“ D’aww, for me? You didn’t have to. ”
Taking off her own neck accessory and keeping it in her pocket, and replacing it with the bow.
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A smile warming up close, the robot laughs along with the other, usually so genuine around her.
ᅠ" I`ll be sure to stop by whenever, M`lady.ᅠAnd, to drop off some gifts in some visits as well!ᅠ(" :-) ") "
" Oh—ᅠspeaking of gifts... ! "
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“ Hey, it fits me perfectly! ”
It wasn’t everyday that she received gifts. But even something as small as this bow was touching to her, especially since it was from someone like clockwork.
“ Who would I be to reject a gift
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She clicks the pen with her thumb and starts writing on the documents as well.
“ Normally, I’d make people schedule things with me. I’m a busy woman after all… but you get a free pass. ”
Sorcus giggled softly.
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She smirks, placing the reports down for a second while she grabbed a pen from her pockets.
“ Well, I suppose you’re special. If you need somewhere to go at break you can drop by my office anytime. ”
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ᅠ" Eh,ᅠit`s almost daily that us admins get a whole stack of work in HQ...ᅠCan`t brush that duty away (most of the time, at least). "
ᅠSwiftly writing on the small crinkles of paper, it usually pauses to brainstorm possible solutions to whatevers written -
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She leans back on the chair, still reading.
“ The guy loves the stars and all. Always bothering the head of mods who is his big brother, FFJosh to go stargazing. ”
“ Though, I’m sure he’s got his own load of work to do. ”
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She waves her hand, slowly sitting down.
“ Don’t stress it. Anything for you. ”
She takes the documents, bringing them close to her face so she can read it better.
“ You know, Doom would probably be awake. ”
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ᅠ" Pretty sure most of them are sleeping...ᅠAlthough, most of these shouldn`t be a hassle for you ;ᅠbut I appreciate your help!ᅠ(" ^_^ ") "
Stretching out to reach for another office chair nearby, it slides a few documents towards the admin ;
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She was physically dead, yes… But some other external factors also kept her body from rotting completely.
She adjusts her glasses and squints at the papers.
“ Are the other moderators already off for today? If so, I could try to help. ”
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she actually ends up opening her eyes, despite the fact she actually dislikes showing her eyes.
not that she hated the way it looked or anything, but… it was a sign of her being dead.
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ᅠ" Ah...ᅠI mean, I wouldn`t mind whatever you`ll be talking about anyway. "
"ᅠAs long we`re both companied by each other, that`s fine by me.ᅠ"
ᅠA short look at Sorcus, a small, happy smile creeping up on it`s face.
The machine always never minded anyone`s presence,
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Only a select few knew about her condition, including clockwork———that her body was physically stuck in a state of postmortem.
Her organs work and all, but it also doesn’t 100% work as it should be. It’s a weird case of being both alive and dead.
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“ Oh, nothing. Just here to bother you. ”
Gently opening the door and inviting herself inside, stopping in front of the desk with her hands on it.
She was quite active during late hours, some wondered if she was nocturnal. Maybe…
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ᅠnot looking up, the robot could easily tell who it was just by the voice alone.ᅠ(( voice recognition ))
a respondent chuckle, it lightheartedly responds back.
ᅠ" `Knew it could be you, Lady Sorcus. "
ᅠᅠ" Anywho, what do ya wanna talk `bout at this hour? "
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It stays a bit awkwardly quiet as the two hold hands (as if they both weren’t already extremely close to kissing one another earlier), eyes looking downwards.
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