"All I'm saying is you gotta be assertive"
S talks to N while they both carry plates of drinks to different guests around the place.
"If you don't make yourself known she's never gonna catch on."
N smiles. "You sure know your way with the ladies."
S shrugs, "what can I say?"
He puts down the empty plate and straightens his tie.
"I'm just so irresistible." N chuckles. "Yeah, to sewer rats maybe."
J quips as she walks by, S's confident smile turns into one of unamusement He calls out.
"At least I don't kiss the ass of the company that enslaves us!" J turns around angrily.
"You call respecting high corporate entities kissing bottoms?" She walks up to S looking him dead in the eye. "Oh is that what it was? I thought it was your coping mechanism for your existential panic attacks."
J was ready to throw hands only for someone to get between the two of them. It was Tessa Elliot, the daughter of the Elliots, a huge investor in JCJenson and pretty much the mother of all the Worker Drones (I know she's a kid, it's complicated ask Liam)
"Guys, please don't do this now. We can fight each other AFTER the party." S looked at Tessa's reassuring face and sighed. "Whatever, J you're lucky"
N smiled and turned to Tessa. "Hey Tess, where's Cyn? I haven't seen her all day."
Tessa and J's faces turned to one of fear while S didn't care and was attempting to leave only for J to hold him back. "Funny, you should mention that N." She turns to S still trying to leave. "S was actually assigned to check up on her! Isn't that right?"
S turned around with a face of pleading. "Oh uh is that what my assignment was? I thought it was cleaning the bird shi-" Tessa looked at S with a frown. "...Poop," J looked angrily. "That was your task yesterday...and the day before...stop stalling and check on the thing already." S frowned
"But I HATE the horrrrr" he looked at N with a sad look on his face. "Hoooooooooray! Let's go check on Cyn!"
N smiled as S went out going up the stairs. J called out "Hey stupid! Cyn is DOWNSTAIRS."
S turned "I wanted to check on T first."
J smirked "Gotta go downstairs for that too, he's not in his room he's with Cyn." S's eyes widened "WHAT? SERIOUSLY?" He turns to Tessa who shrugs. "Sorry S. T wanted to go down there, he seemed to like her company.
"He and N have something in common," S muttered under his breath for no one to hear. S sighed, turning around to head to the trapdoor.
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Murder Drones: Dismantled Brethren
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