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Static gives the doctor a weary look. "Occupational hazard, I'm afraid. Well, except for him," he adds, pointing out Curled Page. "He just kinda got swept up in our mess." He turns to regard Curled Page more fully. "I hope the next time we meet will be under better circumstances."
Wanderlust's mind was running in a dozen different directions, half of which revolved around preventing his feet from running in a dozen different directions. He wanted to warn Symphony that Prim and Chipotle Verde were likely headed to the office, he wanted to follow them and support Hazel Naught, and he really didn't want to miss the first opportunity to deck Poinsettia Prim in the face. But by now he was well-conditioned to not cause a scene, so he just kept passing between tables for a bit, sorting his brain out enough that he could remember to breath. There was, he realized, only one loose end left. Verde's office was being searched, and presumably Prim wa! s taking Hazel and the others to Verde, which meant someone could keep an eye on both of them. The only other player (that they were aware of) was Red. Someone had to keep an eye on him and two was probably better than one. Maple seemed a touch otherwise occupied. So Wanderlust went back to taking orders, shooting surreptitious glances up the stairs whenever he passed by and trying to keep the screaming internal.
[Desk job...now!]
Static - Night Cap (Square - Keen)
The doctor began writing a note. "Still, let me document this in case it pops up here again or in case you have any sort of flareup back home."
Wanderlust - Maple
Green arched an eyebrow as he looked at Maplejack. "Aren't you a little young for 'covert mission stuff'? It's rather dangerous."
Meanwhile, Wanderlust saw that Red seemed to be waiting patiently enough. Though he kept glancing up at the large mirror on the wall that Wanderlust knew was the two way glass from Chipotle Verde's breakfast.
"Well its... sort of maybe also a vacation date with my Marefriend ... but shhh on that too -I'm pretending to like Stallions at the moment so I can help you win." Maple says, laughing at a joke he didn't make and placing a hoof on his chest.
Static gives the doctor a weary look. "Occupational hazard, I'm afraid. Well, except for him," he adds, pointing out Curled Page. "He just kinda got swept up in our mess." He turns to regard Curled Page more fully. "I hope the next time we meet will be under better circumstances."
Wanderlust's mind was running in a dozen different directions, half of which revolved around preventing his feet from running in a dozen different directions. He wanted to warn Symphony that Prim and Chipotle Verde were likely headed to the office, he wanted to follow them and support Hazel Naught, and he really didn't want to miss the first opportunity to deck Poinsettia Prim in the face. But by now he was well-conditioned to not cause a scene, so he just kept passing between tables for a bit, sorting his brain out enough that he could remember to breath. There was, he realized, only one loose end left. Verde's office was being searched, and presumably Prim wa! s taking Hazel and the others to Verde, which meant someone could keep an eye on both of them. The only other player (that they were aware of) was Red. Someone had to keep an eye on him and two was probably better than one. Maple seemed a touch otherwise occupied. So Wanderlust went back to taking orders, shooting surreptitious glances up the stairs whenever he passed by and trying to keep the screaming internal.
[Desk job...now!]
Static - Night Cap (Square - Keen)
The doctor began writing a note. "Still, let me document this in case it pops up here again or in case you have any sort of flareup back home."
Wanderlust - Maple
Green arched an eyebrow as he looked at Maplejack. "Aren't you a little young for 'covert mission stuff'? It's rather dangerous."
Meanwhile, Wanderlust saw that Red seemed to be waiting patiently enough. Though he kept glancing up at the large mirror on the wall that Wanderlust knew was the two way glass from Chipotle Verde's breakfast.
"Well its... sort of maybe also a vacation date with my Marefriend ... but shhh on that too -I'm pretending to like Stallions at the moment so I can help you win." Maple says, laughing at a joke he didn't make and placing a hoof on his chest.