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4 men were sitting on a sofa with a woman on an armchair next to them. The wallpaper and furnishings were minimalistic and coloured in shades of brown. The lady was typing away on her laptop as the black haired guy scrolled on their phones with two phones on a coffee table that was positioned to be in the middle of where they were and the single armchair on the other side.
The 5 people were varied in their looks with different hair; right eye and skin colours as well as body types. The only thing that was the same with all of them was their left eyes with their scleras being "UN blue" and the UN symbol in white as the iris, they all wore formal clothing.
I realised that they were UN organisation Keepers in their human form by those eyes. All of the types of UN keepers had those eyes.
The man who had brown hair was holding a clipboard and pen. His blonde colleague was impatiently tapping his fingers against the sofa arm as he finally spoke to the black haired man who wore a watch.
Blonde man: Falco, how long until the interview?
Black haired man/Falco: Just wait, it's almost time.
He looked annoyed as he answered.
Black haired man/Falco: Hold your horses. After this one we have a lot more interviews and work to get through.
The lady looked up from her laptop briefly.
Lady: You know, Gerald, you could also do your work, y'know?
Blonde man/Gerald: Not all of us overwork ourselves.
Lady: I have no idea how you are so serious in your council sessions.
She sighed as the man who was staring at the door turned his head to the conversation.
The brown hair guy without the clipboard: Don't start an argument guys. She's nearly here.
He smirked.
Brown hair guy with the clipboard: I agree with Michiel.
Lady: Alright. Don't go accusing people.
The brown hair guy without the clipboard/Michiel: I never do my dear dear Anne.
The door was knocked three times. As a blurry silhouette could be seen in the frosted glass window of the door.
Brown hair guy with the clipboard:: Come in.
A short lady stepped into the room who had really curly black hair; dark skin and eyes. She was probably a Keeper in her human form.
Short lady: I was called?
Michiel: Yes, thank you Ms. Seychelles. Close the door please.
Seychelles did so and took her seat opposite the organisation Keepers.
Anne: Ms. Seychelles, do you have any idea of why you were called?
Seychelles shook her head as she placed her hands on her knees.
Seychelles: I do not but I assume it has something to do with what happened at the last gala.
Gerald: You're right, WHO give it to her.
The brown haired guy with the clipboard nodded and took a document of the clipboard.
WHO: May you please read this out loud Ms?
Seychelles nodded as she took the piece of paper.
Seychelles: Incident NI2 plus BD. Affected Party: Keeper of Bangladesh, incident type: Major Injury, time of incident: 21:46, location of incident: New York Supreme Hall, basic notes: "the keeper of Bangladesh was mingling within the crowd when he fell into a pool, the Keeper of Seychelles attempted to help but eventually the Keeper of Finland stepped in and fished the two out."
Falco: Thank you Ms. That'll be enough for an explanation I assume?
Seychelles: Yes, Mr. UNODC, is Mr. Bangladesh okay?
WHO: He has been fine as of late. You probably know that he had to have CPR right?
Seychelles: I couldn't ever forget!
She shuddered.
WHO: Indeed, that is what we have been told. However we would like some extra details.
Seychelles: What details?
Anne: Just describe the night before and after the incident.
Seychelles: Alright. I was talking to ms. India when we heard a splash. People started laughing and we joined in until India started at the water and looked as pale as she could be and she yelled that Bangladesh couldn't swim. I guessed that Bangladesh was the one who fell in and jumped into the pool to try and get him out.
Gerald: Pardon my intrusion but you weren't able to were you?
Seychelles: No, I overestimated how strong I was and was kind of stuck trying to keep us both afloat. That was when ms. Finland stepped in and got us both out as people started screaming for an ambulance or medic. I was largely fine but you know about Bangladesh.
Michiel: And after?
Seychelles: It was horrible. Everyone started gossiping on how Bangladesh fell into the pool.
Michiel: And did you hear any of the rumours?
Falco: Just think about it.
The room was silent for a little bit when Seychelles spoke up.
Seychelles: Someone accused a human of pushing him in. He claimed that he saw the human bump into Bangladesh as he fell in.
Falco: Do you remember what the human looked like.
Seychelles: Not really. I left shortly before the confrontation. I only know about it because the Keeper who accused the human was loud. Like really loud!
WHO was writing Seychelles's statements on his clipboard.
Falco: Could you describe the Keeper's voice?
Seychelles: It was a guy I think but he didn't have a very deep voice. He had a very distinctive accent and talked really fast and was really loud!
Anne: Yes, we know. What was the accent like?
Seychelles: Sorry, the accent was Caribbean I think? He didn't really say his s's and d's.
Michiel: We see.
The man nodded to the others.
Gerald: Well, thank you Ms. Seychelles. There are some donuts on the way out. Treat yourself to some.
Seychelles got up and bowed her head.
Seychelles: Thank you. I hoped that helped whatever you're doing.
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