[Iphigenia Pavlina]

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[attr="class","gold"]CHIRP ♪♪ Sadako Gotoh Tobias Murakami Felix

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I never thought I'd see

Pride was all that Iphi felt this morning, happy to have gone out earlier than usual to pick up an order of mochi donuts and coffee + tea for her and Sadako's colleagues. They were gaining some momentum with their agency for the first time in years. They had consistently been able to find work outside of their day jobs and even managed to recruit a few new people! Overall, it looked like times were looking up for Ouros!

Recent events, however, kicked their work into overtime, with the Elementalist case being especially problematic as it launched so many threads that no one could quite keep up. Heavy coordinated attacks on the same day in multiple locations was a headache on its own, but this was further compounded by the injuries many of the students who were responding received. In her case she had managed to protect most of the students around here, but Emilia was...

Best not to dwell on that. As she had arrived first, she carried the donuts into the conference room and set up some cups and plates for people to help themselves. They likely wouldn't show up for at least an hour so in the interim, she would go over some paperwork from UAU. They had a lot of ground to cover, and with the extra manpower, this just meant that the work they'd be getting moving forward would steadily increase. It is best to develop a game plan while they have the chance!

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Gabriel arrived an hour early.

First impressions were important. And as a new hire, Gabriel needed to ensure everyone saw what Iphi saw in him. Unfortunately, he would not be sharing his quirk with the rest of the group. While it was important to share your talents with those you trust, Gabriel didn’t trust these people. He had only shown Iphi to get an opportunity he might not have had otherwise.

By arriving early, he’d set up a game. In his hands was a burlap sack filled with six rocks. It was of utmost importance that no one look at these rocks until they were properly set up. A sneak peek could destroy the entire process.

So, when he walked in while Iphi was hard at work…

“There’s my favorite detective.” Gabriel lied. “I’ve been looking all over for you.” He unabashedly held the burlap sack. If he didn’t hide it, he wouldn’t be asked. It belonged here. Obviously. “What time is the thing again?”

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@ everyone

[Tobias Murakami]

A dull ache pulsed in Tobias's shoulders and neck as he sat up, his cheek sticking to the surface of his desk. As he looked blearily around, he realized that this wasn't his study at home, but his office at work-- a not uncommon occurence. He groaned, reached for his insulated mug, and took a sip. A grimace crossed Tobias's features-- cold tea.

Tobias reached for his electric kettle, giving it an experimental shake. The kettle sloshed hollowly. It was a dire situation, to be sure. The detective rose stiffly from his seat, clutching the kettle in one hand. He paused at a small mirror mounted on the wall, running a hand through his hair. It still stood at odd angles from being pushed against the crook of Tobias's arm. He checked his watch-- well, most of the agency's members wouldn't be in for a while. No one around to witness his rumpled appearance.

The detective set-out from his office, groggily pushing his glasses up to rub the sleep from his eyes. When his glasses fell back into place, he beheld two of his coworkers in the break area-- Pavlina-san and... Dos Santos-san. And here Toby was, looking like a slob. No tie, top button of his shirt undone, hair rumpled--

Tobias froze, his expression blank as his mind processed what his eyes beheld. What... what were they doing here... so early...? He checked his watch again. Yes, they were really here that early. Tobias cleared his throat, offering a gravelly, "Good morning."

His embarrassment making him short-spoken, Tobias offered a shallow bow to the two of them before moving towards the sink to fill his kettle, hiding his flushed face in the process.