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".... Did you lose your ability to have original One liners when you got fried or have they always been that bad and you've been using a ghostwriter all this time."

-Basi

... Weren't you Dead?

- @agentgorgonspeaking

"Reports of my death were greatly exaggerated."

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OOC: Guess who's got energy again finally! This enby! Which means everyones favorite researcher and her bastard snake child are here to be bothered again!

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Basi hummed softly. making a bemused expression over the handshake.

"Momma's agent name isn't Gorgon for nothing. She gave him the glare and threatened to feed his questionnaire to him if he didn't stop harassing her and he wisely decided to back down. I dunno how well it'd work for other people."

They notice the watch, but don't comment on it, sure shiny jewelry isn't TO common among agents for the risks of being spotted, but their babysitter was a person that walked around in a white, sleeveless, bulletproof trenchcoat. A watch hidden by a sleeve was tame compared to that, though seeing it reminds them of the time

"I bet you've heard of me, I'm a little bit infamous."

He gets a cheeky grin. Their not wrong, a child born to an agency researcher who refuses to tell who the father is, has an implant by 8 and is considered a practical genuis due to a lifetime of being near the agency at 12. There's a lot of chatter around little Basilisk. Most of it grumbling when coming from victims of their attempts to entertain themself and their best friend considering how public school was absolutely off the table for both.

"Anyway, I gotta go, stuff to do and all that, hope you have a good day!"

They roll back after the handshake is dropped and are off down the hall.

Did you really have to hold Shawn's Donuts hostage until he finished his file on you? Cause that's really funny. Especially considering he's usually So Nosy about it

- Basi @agentgorgonspeaking

"Why of course, Basi! They hired me for a reason - Might as well show them what the great Agent Flying Fox is capable of! Harhar!

I...did get a bit of a scolding afterwards. You know how precious he is with them, especially those donuts with the pink icing and sprinkles. I still get a bit of a side eye whenever I walk past him in the lunch room.

It turned out fine in the end though. I am man of my word, they were returned to him unscathed."

Best regards,

Agent Flying Fox

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Gorgon visibly jumps again, turning around and spotting the note, the tension lets out of her body. Oh this is someone's idea of a prank.

"Alright, if there is a child in the vents, there better stop being a child in the vents right now, I do not care how small you are, your not supposed to be up there-"

*Bugs sneaks into the office*

*She places a pumpkin bucket full of candy she got from trick or treating onto the desk*

*Then sneaks away before anyone could see her*

Gorgon walks in afterwards, looking at the pumpkin with confusion.

"Hmm, I could have sworn-"

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Gorgon actually jumps at the door closing, breathing kicking up for a second before she sits down and forces herself to breath. She's fine, it's probably just someone playing a prank and that was probably them leaving. She'll be fine.

"Alright, Alright, you're in the agency, nothing bad could happen while your actually here."

She takes off her glasses to rub at her temples gently. Humming to regulate.

*Bugs sneaks into the office*

*She places a pumpkin bucket full of candy she got from trick or treating onto the desk*

*Then sneaks away before anyone could see her*

Gorgon walks in afterwards, looking at the pumpkin with confusion.

"Hmm, I could have sworn-"

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At that Gorgon gets Quite confused, and seemingly a little frightened even? She stands again, tensed.

"Hello? Is something going on? Basilisk if that is you please do not-"

Her voice is a little louder then the normal quiet almost mumble, nerves clear in it if you've heard what she actually sounds like calm.

*Bugs sneaks into the office*

*She places a pumpkin bucket full of candy she got from trick or treating onto the desk*

*Then sneaks away before anyone could see her*

Gorgon walks in afterwards, looking at the pumpkin with confusion.

"Hmm, I could have sworn-"

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*Bugs sneaks into the office*

*She places a pumpkin bucket full of candy she got from trick or treating onto the desk*

*Then sneaks away before anyone could see her*

Gorgon walks in afterwards, looking at the pumpkin with confusion.

"Hmm, I could have sworn-"

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The child giggles with the absolutely evil undertone of a 12 year old left unsupervised just a touch too often and is perhaps a bit to eager to inflict violence.

"Oh yeah, I don't think he's Ever forgotten the time me and Jiangshi got him, or forgiven. That's about the time he stopped ordering any with red things on them. I think he tried to get hotsause Banned from the agency even. Like we got it from the agency cafeteria I snuck that bottle in fair and square."

They cover their mouth with both hands to suppress their giggle.

"I'm more just surprised he needed the motivation, he loves filling out files, he's really annoyed that my mom won't let him put things in about her as much. That's why we hotsause donut'd him, me and Jiangshi AREN'T just chaos for chaos's sake after all."

Basi holds out their hand.

"Anyway, it's nice to meet you agent Flying Fox!"

Did you really have to hold Shawn's Donuts hostage until he finished his file on you? Cause that's really funny. Especially considering he's usually So Nosy about it

- Basi @agentgorgonspeaking

"Why of course, Basi! They hired me for a reason - Might as well show them what the great Agent Flying Fox is capable of! Harhar!

I...did get a bit of a scolding afterwards. You know how precious he is with them, especially those donuts with the pink icing and sprinkles. I still get a bit of a side eye whenever I walk past him in the lunch room.

It turned out fine in the end though. I am man of my word, they were returned to him unscathed."

Best regards,

Agent Flying Fox

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Whatever magic had been at work loses its grip, retreating back as trick or treaters trail off to their nice warm beds. And once again, what was once known as [NAME LOST] fades back from where eyes can see and voices can reach. And once more he is merely memory and emotions sustained by love, absence and obsession.

[A??? Is no longer available for asks.]

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oh shit, blog haunted? Who's this guy?

"I would have thought that obvious enough. I'm the inciting incident, the origin point, the thing that never gets easier."

"In other words, I'm what's haunting this narrative, in more ways then you think."

He winks one green eye, flickering as he does.

"You can refer to me as... A, however. I'm, my name isn't quite solid- I had a lot of them, but that letter is a constant. Its hard to keep things in order after you lose your sense of time."

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*Buggy is romping around the halls, dressed as a little witch and Boo prancing right beside her, when she sees A*

*She stops are stares*

Hm?

…….Who are you?

The phantom flickers to face her instead of turning, before his eyes crumple into a smile.

"Oh, no one special little one. Just some memories looking out for those who remember them. You know how it goes."

His voice is, strange, otherworldly, almost as if it was meant for a different audience.

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While Gorgon is busy for work and Basi is busy putting the trick in trick or treat. Someone else gets a little more solid, a little more real, a little more... Haunting. The veil is thin and a collection of memories and emotions spins into a ghostly apparition. Pale blue with only hints of ginger hair and green eyes as clues to his identity. The secrets of the past might be dead- that doesn't mean they're gone.

[A??? Is Available for Asks.]

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Gorgon gives an awkward little smile, sort of tucking her left hand into her lap.

"No, nothing exciting like that- just. I'm part of where Basi gets their issues from and there's an old injury that likes to play up occasionally."

She takes a deep breath, pulling out the ibuprofen bottle again.

"Alright, so, these aren't just painkillers, they stop and treat inflammation, don't take them on an empty stomach, and don't take more then 6 a day if you can help it, but taking one or two when you notice the pain flaring back can help treat it faster and heal better. For an injury like that you want ice for the first two to three days, while the injury is fresh, for 15-20 minutes with at least 30-40 between them. Heat wouldn't work well on this one since it's a joint, but your back is probably feeling a little out of wack due to the way your muscles are connected."

She recites it almost textbook like, a lifetime of dealing with the ways she would accidentally pull her own muscles out of wack for no reason and then helping her child manage their similar (and different) conditions has taught her well. She lifts up her wrist again.

"Simply ignoring the injury and doing nothing to treat it means you end up with long-term effects like this, where the injury heals improperly and you have to keep managing and treating it for the rest of your life, not very pleasant at times."

*Bugs peeks through the door*

Hello!

*She walks in carrying a bucket of cookies, cupcakes and other sweets*

Uhm… thanks for the other day! With my arm that is… you’re real nice!

*She hands over the bucket*

"Ah, hello Buggy-"

She takes the bucket somewhat awkwardly, she's wearing a wrist brace today, and sets it to the side quickly.

"I, you don't have to. I wanted to help, sometimes, knowing someone is alright is its own reward."

She smiles softly, adjusting her glasses with her right hand instead.

"How is your arm feeling by the way? Have you been taking anti-inflammatories? Using ice and heat correctly?"

And the mother hen is back.

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*Bugs peeks through the door*

Hello!

*She walks in carrying a bucket of cookies, cupcakes and other sweets*

Uhm… thanks for the other day! With my arm that is… you’re real nice!

*She hands over the bucket*

"Ah, hello Buggy-"

She takes the bucket somewhat awkwardly, she's wearing a wrist brace today, and sets it to the side quickly.

"I, you don't have to. I wanted to help, sometimes, knowing someone is alright is its own reward."

She smiles softly, adjusting her glasses with her right hand instead.

"How is your arm feeling by the way? Have you been taking anti-inflammatories? Using ice and heat correctly?"

And the mother hen is back.

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Gorgon lets her go, but calls after her.

"Your welcome, you don't owe me anything for it."

WWAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOO

*Buggy zooms right past the door, right after there is a loud crash, there’s a small wheel rolling by, looks like a wheel from a shopping cart*

*Theres laughing coming from down the hallway*

Instinct takes over and Gorgon is picking up the first aid kit she keeps under her desk and bolting into the hall.

"Who's injured, what's broken?"

It's about the loudest she gets under normal circumstances. Aka slightly above a normal speaking voice.

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"Life at the agency one supposes. You don't get the kind of unending desire to see Zoraxis fall without something in your head or your past driving you to help people one way or another"

She gives her a soft smile, eyes warm.

"You never know just what shinanagins life will throw at you, you either learn to roll with the hit or start dodging as she used to say."

She sat on the floor with a sigh.

"Your always free to ask me for help Buggy, however I can give it."

WWAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOO

*Buggy zooms right past the door, right after there is a loud crash, there’s a small wheel rolling by, looks like a wheel from a shopping cart*

*Theres laughing coming from down the hallway*

Instinct takes over and Gorgon is picking up the first aid kit she keeps under her desk and bolting into the hall.

"Who's injured, what's broken?"

It's about the loudest she gets under normal circumstances. Aka slightly above a normal speaking voice.

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Gorgon made a face and sighed.

"How unfortunately that tracks."

She would never leave the agency, not until Zoraxis, and Zor, are well and truly dead, but she doesn't like a lot of their methods a lot of the time.

[Oleander walks past the door, out of their office for the first time in a few months, wings folded to their back.]

-@apothecaryoleander

Theoretically Gorgon should stop questioning things. Theoreticals aren't actualities however. She cleared her throat, knowing her voice likely wouldn't be heard otherwise.

"Hello? I don't believe I've seen you down in research before."