@Moxie group
(Ummm idk
Wait why?)
(Ummm idk
Wait why?)
(Because privacy puffs cheeks)
(Uhhh sure)
(No really lol if you don wanna we don't have to)
(I’m fine with it I’m just gestures vaguely confused)
(Why so confused? gestures back as if trying to communicate)
(Ugh idk man
Yeah fine let’s just do it
You’re starting tho)
(Ughhh Okay That sounds fine(
(is super confused but is going to respond vaguely anyway.)
Luca frowned at the retreating forms of Casey and Cam. Easing down from her perch a top the fridge she began to numbly make herself a snack, wondering what could possibly have gotten Cam in such a mood.
(bump?)
(Emi???)
(wHAT)
(…………….okay then)
(So are we going to continue or nah?)
(We are back!)
Casey thought for a moment, then seemed to come to a decision. “Why don’t we go back out with the others,” she said. “Just . . . please be on time Cam. Especially with a mission as important as this one.”
(excitement)
(Finally! Cheers)
Cam sighed, nearly in relief. "Right. I'll be sure to." He turned and slipped out of the room, scooting out of range.
“Thank you,” Casey said as Cam left the room. She let out a long breath. She had easily gotten through long days like this before, but this day felt especially long. Luckily she had something to focus on. Casey found she did best when the stakes were high and she had something to focus on. And stakes were higher than they had ever been. She stood from her chair after a moment and walked out of her office. Everyone was sitting around and talking. “Everyone needs to be packed up and ready to go early tomorrow morning. Make sure to pack only the essentials.”
(Sorry if I got the timeline wrong, I’m so confused about the timeline at this point)
"Mm," Sol hummed and gave a small nod before returning to her room to pack.
Luca saluted casually at Casey before breezing from the kitchen, sandwich in hand. She flung herself into her room, bumping the door closed with a hip and set to work packing. Essentials was a term that she was certainly not friends with. That could be a lot of things in her line of work. Sighing, Luca muttered around a mouthful of sandwich and began taking out knives.
(does Sam need to pack since he'll be hacking away from the action?)
(Yeah, cause he’s still coming. Maybe like some tech stuff? Idk what tho. And maybe other general packing stuff)
Cam scooted into the forgery, plopping down on a stool with a heavy sigh. He covered his face, shaking his head. He needed to grab a hold of himself. Act like what Casey said wasn't… hopefully wasn't… manipulative. Cam couldn't think of a woman like Casey manipulating her Right-Hand, but would be be surprised? No… He admitted softly to himself as he rose out of his chair, getting set on packing so he could avoid any more one-on-ones with Casey.
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