[ Josh gets to Rhiannon a little after three and takes the elevator up to the floor where HR is going to set up. It's pretty much furnished, but it's all just the bare essentials and a handful of faces that he makes a mental note to get to know when everyone finally settles in.
He spends most of his first two hours in his office browsing through the dossiers of Batch #1 which Mica sent his way before he concedes that his mind is elsewhere ( read: a, torn between figuring out what the hell to get his former boss for a birthday present and b, worrying about Hikaru because their little talk on Brianna is going to happen eventually ) and that he'll need to go through those dossiers again becauss all the words were heiroglyphics that did not register at all.
The first is far easier to deal with than the second, so yeah, gift ideas it is.
He's leaning back in his seat and going through options when you pass by his area. He's also string at that tablet like the Internet just failed him. ]
[ Nicotine is definitely needed. That's him slipping out the cigarette case ( one of the many that Jessiah Vice handpicked for him months ago ) from his coat pocket. ]
My blademate turned in her resignation. She's requested a transfer to Arcadia.
[ As you know, there are only two girls in the Hounds, and only one of the would have business in Arcadia. ]
[ He's taking a drag and then expelling the smoke quietly between his lips, eyes fixed on the way the embers glow amongst the ash on the tip of that stick. ]
I think it's... "permanent with the exception of holidays".
[ There's an apologetic look from his end. ]
I get it. She wants and feels that she has to do this, but...
[ Looking askance now, because while he isn't tearing up over it as much, the dull ache is still there. ]
But she's going to be gone for a very long time, she's leaving the lot of you behind, and you're all not sure whether she'll really be her if and when she does come around given how things work in Arcadia.
[Does it sound like your boss is speaking from experience?
As well as we could, really. We had a lot to keep ourselves occupied with.
[A light shrug.]
I don't think there was ever any time to consider the rammifcations until Selene got back, and she's the type to keep her cards close to her chest. So.
[ Hi gaze slides askance. That's a pretty good question. Bri had been out a while before the news came. They're heard very little word as well, from the Changeling, while she was over in Arcadia.
Correction: They'd heard next to none with the exception of maybe... one text. He can't really recall too well anymore. ]
I guess... [ he wets his lips absently. ] Guess I just figured she'd let us know if she needed us.
[ He winces before he can actually think of stopping it. Then again, why bother hiding it? He respects and admires you, you've been a really awesome boss so far ( even if he really needs to start pulling his weight for the corporation and he will ) and... surprising as it is to him, you're kind of pretty easy to open up to.
( He hopes this is a good thing. ) ]
I'd like to say that she didn't but... [ He can't really speak for Brianna in that respect. They had grown close, but she always struck him as the type to keep her cards close to her chest. ]
If she thinks this is for the best though, I can't fault her. Not really.
There's the rub. If it's Baby of the Blade Angst, then she wasn't exactly thinking clearly.
[Looking over with a quirk of her lip. A sympathy tell.]
Ops like her have a lot more pride than they let on. They don't like screwing up, and they don't like betraying any sort of weakness. So when you put somebody like her in a blade full of goal-oriented overachievers...
[ He knows better than to challenge you, Mrs. Young. There is a reason, after all, that he was floored nervous, excited when Gabriel told him that he was going to be sent to mentor under you. ]
Working on it, ma'am. [ Forgive him, if the smile he tries to send your way is a little wan. His chest's feeling a little tight again. ]
I'm not going to tell you not to be. [It's Arcadia. Everyone loses something by going there and staying too long.] But I will tell you that for the moment? It's out of your hands, and she's in much better company there than what was possible for Changeling Keepers just fifty years ago.
[Brighter sides, and pragmatic ones. Two things Mica Torillo-Young is great at focusing on.]
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He spends most of his first two hours in his office browsing through the dossiers of Batch #1 which Mica sent his way before he concedes that his mind is elsewhere ( read: a, torn between figuring out what the hell to get his former boss for a birthday present and b, worrying about Hikaru because their little talk on Brianna is going to happen eventually ) and that he'll need to go through those dossiers again becauss all the words were heiroglyphics that did not register at all.
The first is far easier to deal with than the second, so yeah, gift ideas it is.
He's leaning back in his seat and going through options when you pass by his area. He's also string at that tablet like the Internet just failed him. ]
Revision: August 30!
Knocking on your door once, and lifting an eyebrow at you from the doorframe.]
Something up?
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Offering a smile of greeting now. It doesn't really reach is eyes. ]
Hey, Mica. Um-- [ what was he doing again... right, gifts.
He'd caught sight of something that had made him think of Brianna. ]
Just shopping around for gift ideas.
[ A beat, and then a shrug: ] Gabriel's birthday and all.
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She's leaning against the door frame now, giving him a Look. Her tone, though, is casual. Deceptively casual.]
Didn't peg you for the type to get anxiety attacks over what you need to get for friends.
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Setting that tablet down now. ]
I don't.
[ He slumps back into his seat. ]
I guess I just have a couple of other things on my mind.
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[Saying that as she's straightening up and moving towards your desk. She's also bringing her cigarettes out.
Nicotine may be needed.]
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My blademate turned in her resignation. She's requested a transfer to Arcadia.
[ As you know, there are only two girls in the Hounds, and only one of the would have business in Arcadia. ]
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[Yeah, the slight downward turn of her voice might tell you that two things:
1.) She knows how tough that can be, or at least understands the implications of it.
2.) You now have her complete attention.]
Permanent, temporary, or You Have No Idea?
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I think it's... "permanent with the exception of holidays".
[ There's an apologetic look from his end. ]
I get it. She wants and feels that she has to do this, but...
[ Looking askance now, because while he isn't tearing up over it as much, the dull ache is still there. ]
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[Does it sound like your boss is speaking from experience?
Yes, because she is.]
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Selene Vega. He kind of... he forgot about that. ]
How'd the Rockin' Rollas deal?
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[A light shrug.]
I don't think there was ever any time to consider the rammifcations until Selene got back, and she's the type to keep her cards close to her chest. So.
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I guess it was just that it was so sudden.
[ Even if he'd had the awful knot in his stomach as soon as he'd seen the little ways that Bri was different. ]
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Was it, though?
[Asking that, as she's looking once more in your direction.]
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Correction: They'd heard next to none with the exception of maybe... one text. He can't really recall too well anymore. ]
I guess... [ he wets his lips absently. ] Guess I just figured she'd let us know if she needed us.
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I can't speak for her, and she does seem to be different from Selene, but...
[Maybe that's what is catching her attention. That Brianna Lopez is different from Selene.]
Maybe she had Baby of the Blade angst.
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( He hopes this is a good thing. ) ]
I'd like to say that she didn't but... [ He can't really speak for Brianna in that respect. They had grown close, but she always struck him as the type to keep her cards close to her chest. ]
If she thinks this is for the best though, I can't fault her. Not really.
[ It just sucks. ]
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[Looking over with a quirk of her lip. A sympathy tell.]
Ops like her have a lot more pride than they let on. They don't like screwing up, and they don't like betraying any sort of weakness. So when you put somebody like her in a blade full of goal-oriented overachievers...
[C'mon, LaRue. Put two and two together here.]
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—and then promptly scrubbing his palm over his face. ]
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Drag, exhale.]
So. Warmer, colder, really far out there, really close...?
[You gotta give her something to work with, man.]
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Right in the frying pan, I think.
[ He's going to light up another cigarette now. ]
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But it also needs to get done.]
If you're thinking that there could have been something that you or any of your blade mates could have done, don't.
[She's been exposed to a lot of blades, and done her fair share of mentorship. You might want to take her word for it.]
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nervous, excitedwhen Gabriel told him that he was going to be sent to mentor under you. ]Working on it, ma'am. [ Forgive him, if the smile he tries to send your way is a little wan. His chest's feeling a little tight again. ]
I guess I'm just scared. [ A beat. ] For her.
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[Brighter sides, and pragmatic ones. Two things Mica Torillo-Young is great at focusing on.]
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Thanks, Mica.
[ Some people might not say that that's not much by way of reassurance. But it's kind of a lot for him. ]
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[ ...That's a joke, by the way.
Mostly. ]
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Thanks, boss.
[ He's only ever called Gabriel Marlowe that, apparently it now also applies to you. ]