Uh huh. She doesn't 'have to' do anything, that's why she's the Boss.
He's just saving time! He knows you, at this point. Despite having a personality that would make people wonder what Pewter was thinking in designing it (a common feature in ABIS AIs), he does have a job to do, tsundere wriggle room aside. It's to keep an eye, ba dum tish, on Ven. And there's a lot to keep an eye on, with current events. It's definitely something he'll have to talk to Pewter about... but later.
What's the magic word, Venty? There's the smugness, in his dangling of it. When the X-ray is warmed up and activated, the world in Ventus's left eye shifts into a swathe of cool blues, artificially colored from monochrome. The statue itself is one solid shape; Eraqus's bones appear, the metal elements of his clothes and damn phone and... something in his pocket, small, long and thin. Like this, it's just a body, isn't it Ventus? The wound itself is... strange, faintly outlined in the emptiness of the air within it. It doesn't match up with the horns of the helmet at all.
I wasn't paying much attention to the geezer. Vanitas had been then, and was of the opinion now, that Ventus could have stood to be more upset with being ignored like that, and hadn't made a secret of it. Going back through the logs, just because he can review data way faster than a human doesn't mean it's not a pain to try and extract useful information from a ton of comparative footage. Be grateful, Ventus! He looked busy. Like he ever isn't, though. All higher ups at ABIS know is get inundated with work, be shady, eat hot chip and lie. Why Ventus bothers... bothered, Vanitas doesn't know.
I can pull up his leave request in the system. Is that allowed? Shh. Honestly that's half of why Vanitas is doing it... and also digging deeper. Huh, out of the country. There's a ticket to Charles De Gaulle Airport in France. Now what was he doing there? Vanitas doesn't buy that it was a vacation for a second. The man was a workaholic. Something completely above board no doubt. Yes doubt, says Vanitas's airy tone. If it was on top of the table it'd be under work expenses, not leave... It's might be just Vanitas's dislike of the man.
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Date: 2022-08-01 08:20 am (UTC)He's just saving time! He knows you, at this point. Despite having a personality that would make people wonder what Pewter was thinking in designing it (a common feature in ABIS AIs), he does have a job to do, tsundere wriggle room aside. It's to keep an eye, ba dum tish, on Ven. And there's a lot to keep an eye on, with current events. It's definitely something he'll have to talk to Pewter about... but later.
What's the magic word, Venty? There's the smugness, in his dangling of it. When the X-ray is warmed up and activated, the world in Ventus's left eye shifts into a swathe of cool blues, artificially colored from monochrome. The statue itself is one solid shape; Eraqus's bones appear, the metal elements of his clothes and damn phone and... something in his pocket, small, long and thin. Like this, it's just a body, isn't it Ventus? The wound itself is... strange, faintly outlined in the emptiness of the air within it. It doesn't match up with the horns of the helmet at all.
I wasn't paying much attention to the geezer. Vanitas had been then, and was of the opinion now, that Ventus could have stood to be more upset with being ignored like that, and hadn't made a secret of it. Going back through the logs, just because he can review data way faster than a human doesn't mean it's not a pain to try and extract useful information from a ton of comparative footage. Be grateful, Ventus! He looked busy. Like he ever isn't, though. All higher ups at ABIS know is get inundated with work, be shady, eat hot chip and lie. Why Ventus bothers... bothered, Vanitas doesn't know.
I can pull up his leave request in the system. Is that allowed? Shh. Honestly that's half of why Vanitas is doing it... and also digging deeper. Huh, out of the country. There's a ticket to Charles De Gaulle Airport in France. Now what was he doing there? Vanitas doesn't buy that it was a vacation for a second. The man was a workaholic. Something completely above board no doubt. Yes doubt, says Vanitas's airy tone. If it was on top of the table it'd be under work expenses, not leave... It's might be just Vanitas's dislike of the man.