Major General Olivier Armstrong (
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mayfield_rpg2012-04-23 03:02 pm
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Patrol Fourteen | Add Another Candle to the Cake
-1671 Nelson: Locked to Housemates-
[After rushing through the house with hands over her ears the night before and barricading herself in her room over night, Olivier wastes no time in approaching her housemates in the morning.]
Tell me to make breakfast.
[Strange coming from her, sure, but she has to figure out if the effects of the flower wore off or not.]
-Action: Flower Shop-
[Her first order of business at work is to make sure all those strange flowers are gone. They had to be the root of the problem. While she's checking the window display, one of the regular drone customers knocks on the window, earning a glare from her.]
It is open, you don't have to knock on the window.
[The drone laughs and shakes her head.] I just wanted to say happy birthday, Mrs. Coxen.
[It doesn't take long before Olivier realizes most of the drones will be giving her birthday greeting, and she decides to flee to the back of the store.]
-Phone: Filtered to Ilsa-
[She decides that it's best to stick to working in the back, but while she's back there, she remembers that they finally got in the last of Ilsa's requested plants. Maybe she can have some normal conversation without anyone interrupting her with birthday wishes.]
I managed to get a hold of those things on your list.
-Action: Around Town-
[Olivier walks with her head ducked down, trying to avoid making eye contacts with drones, but it seems one calls out to her no matter how fast she walks. Every now and then, she straightens up, knowing her odd behavior will cause comment from those who know her, but it's not long before she's avoiding eye contact and picking up her pace again. She may even be careless enough to bump into people.]
-Action: Underground Base-
[She sits at the head of the conference table with a cup of steaming coffee. Anyone who happens to have made their way to the base for any business may find her sipping said coffee and staring at a broken pocket watch on the table in front of her.]
[ooc: She is lost in thought, and a sword or gun may end up pointed at anyone who tries to sneak up on her.]
[After rushing through the house with hands over her ears the night before and barricading herself in her room over night, Olivier wastes no time in approaching her housemates in the morning.]
Tell me to make breakfast.
[Strange coming from her, sure, but she has to figure out if the effects of the flower wore off or not.]
-Action: Flower Shop-
[Her first order of business at work is to make sure all those strange flowers are gone. They had to be the root of the problem. While she's checking the window display, one of the regular drone customers knocks on the window, earning a glare from her.]
It is open, you don't have to knock on the window.
[The drone laughs and shakes her head.] I just wanted to say happy birthday, Mrs. Coxen.
[It doesn't take long before Olivier realizes most of the drones will be giving her birthday greeting, and she decides to flee to the back of the store.]
-Phone: Filtered to Ilsa-
[She decides that it's best to stick to working in the back, but while she's back there, she remembers that they finally got in the last of Ilsa's requested plants. Maybe she can have some normal conversation without anyone interrupting her with birthday wishes.]
I managed to get a hold of those things on your list.
-Action: Around Town-
[Olivier walks with her head ducked down, trying to avoid making eye contacts with drones, but it seems one calls out to her no matter how fast she walks. Every now and then, she straightens up, knowing her odd behavior will cause comment from those who know her, but it's not long before she's avoiding eye contact and picking up her pace again. She may even be careless enough to bump into people.]
-Action: Underground Base-
[She sits at the head of the conference table with a cup of steaming coffee. Anyone who happens to have made their way to the base for any business may find her sipping said coffee and staring at a broken pocket watch on the table in front of her.]
[ooc: She is lost in thought, and a sword or gun may end up pointed at anyone who tries to sneak up on her.]
around town
What's got you down?
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I'm not down, just in a hurry to get home.
Action - Around Town
Standing in place and seemingly staring at nothing however is not likely leaving a good impression of who or what she is for the moment though, and every time someone passes she jerks her gaze upward with a monotone greeting.
You are not immune Olivier. "Hello." Fi don't do that it's... It's creepy.
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Hi.
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"Is it considered impolite to question the reason?" Uhhhhh...
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✿ Flowershop
Is there a problem?
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[Lies.]
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In fact it's rather fun to tell them absurd things and watch them react as if it were natural.
Of course being unnatural themselves there perception of what's natural and what isn't must be completely different.
Ah, sorry I'm getting off track. Is there anything you need?
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Flower Shop: Phone
Re: Flower Shop: Phone
[She doesn't give her name, fearing it's a drone on the line.]
Re: Flower Shop: Phone
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Base
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Did you need something, Emmett?
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Around town
Hey! How's the birthday girl?!
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Trying to get home before I'm attacked by drones with balloons and flowers, those women gossip too much.
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Base
Olivier, you here? I've got something to show you.
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In the conference area.
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Phone
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around town
[Bazett notices the approaching woman. For some reason, Olivier has her head down.]
Is there anything wrong?
Re: around town
No, nothing at all. I just need to get home and check something.
Re: around town
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1671 Nelson;
Make breakfast...?
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No, I don't think I want to, but there is a box of pastries from the bakery.
[Feel free to be even more confused by the smile glued to her face.]
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Underground Base
[As such, she has come to the underground base toting a small box she got from the bakery
she has learned not to do much baking on her own. After clearing her throat loudly at the door, she proceeds to the table and places the cupcake-containing-box in front of Olivier.]Happy birthday, Major General.
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Thanks. You didn't have to get me anything though.
[She opens the box, and stares at the cupcake.]
I appreciate it.
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