{ o t a } where's waldo?

[luceatluxtua.livejournal.com]

Liam is renowned for being apathetic. Relaxed. Chill. Which is why it's probably a surprise to see him rolling around his office on his chair, searching through stacks of papers and other random objects on his desk, slightly frazzled. He's obviously looking for something - it's just not clear what exactly he's looking for. 

Please help him. And don't... don't notice the confused, cowering Two slinking away into an aisle.

{ooc: tag, please?}

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[onlytolerable.livejournal.com]

Really? Really Breighton? She thought you were in danger of dying what with your ridiculous allergies. She stands back, hands on hips. He's lucky she doesn't kick him.

"Honestly. You're making more mess instead of straightening it. You'll never find them like this." Men. Strike that. Liam.

[luceatluxtua.livejournal.com]

"But. It's smudged, Berthier. I thought you knew me. Did you really expect me to handle this in a mature way?" Be serious, Sophie.

[onlytolerable.livejournal.com]

"Point taken. I don't expect you to handle anything in a mature fashion." She holds up a hand. "Kidding! Kidding!"

His desk really is a mess. How on earth does he ever get anything done? Well, in fairness, it's not normally this bad. Most of the mess stems from Liam's mad search. There's a disk under that pile of folders and a thumb drive tossed into a pen holder and--and a round dispenser perched on the edge of his desk behind a file caddy. Hmm.

"What do I get if I find them for you?"

[luceatluxtua.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" He scowls up at her. "You'll get a big hug at best, after that. And here I thought you liked me, Berthier."

[onlytolerable.livejournal.com]

"That sounds like a threat more than a reward." Really, she did like Liam, though they hadn't suited. She'd always feel a certain comaradarie between another round peg being forced into square hole.

"Oh, very well, if it will stop your whining." She reaches down and retrieves the wipe dispensor. "Better?"

[luceatluxtua.livejournal.com]

"Rude." But when she presents him with the wipe dispenser, his mood immediately changes. "Will you hit me if I kiss you?"

[onlytolerable.livejournal.com]

"Oh for heaven's--you enjoy being smacked too much." She heaves an exaggerated sigh and points at her cheek.

[luceatluxtua.livejournal.com]

She gets a quick kiss on the cheek before he starts cleaning the screen. "So how are you, Berthier, hmm?"

[onlytolerable.livejournal.com]

"Not bad. Could be better, but isn't that always the case? What about you?"

[luceatluxtua.livejournal.com]

"Excellent. I'm holding a world-record high score thing in Snake on Facebook."