thick as thieves | work

[ispeakfine]

Participants: Berwald [open]
Can people just hop in?: Would appreciate it.
Where: In the elevator at Nation Corp, can go anywhere from there.
When: Sometime in the afternoon, close to check out time.
What: Some mild wandering.
Summary: In an attempt to get some activity going around Concerned about the lack of noise coming from any of the floors

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[flyboy001]

Alfred was on his way back to his office from the break room, a fresh mug of coffee in his hand and a book in the other. He was whistling, and if he had stopped he would have realized that he was the loudest thing going on in the general area. Despite the lack of any yells of "SHUT THE FUCK UP" or the like, this fact didn't dawn on him.

"Maybe I should get my own coffee maker!" he proclaimed aloud suddenly. He had been thinking about it, since he sometimes got sick of trekking to and from ye olde break roome, but then again, it was exercise and he needed that, didn't he.

He whistled all the way up to the elevator, pressed the button, & bounced in place until the ding and the doors opened. One other person was inside, and Alfred recognized him (he thought), but couldn't immediately place his name.

"Hey!" he said anyways, bouncing on into the elevator. He looked at the others' mug and pointed to it. "Oh, are you getting off here?"

[brainy_baltic]

In the form of some sort of Estonian ninja (he'd really just come from the break room himself), Eduard appeared before the elevator doors just before they closed and was trying to catch the door with his bag.

"H-Hold on a moment!" He exclaimed in a pant as if he'd just jogged the whole way down the hall. After the doors opened back up he stepped inside, resting against the side wall of the elevator and glancing up at his fellow passengers.

He'd recognized Alfred as one of the directors... and the other as the man he'd seen around the building with a super-scary expression on his face.

.. glasses wearing blond men unite.

[ispeakfine]

The doors began to close and he raised his free hand to the back of his head, scratching at his neck to the question. He shook his head. "Nn, not yet." His name was Alfred, right? One of the directors and.. well, at the very least, he didn't have to explain why he wasn't about to get off, did he?

He took a step back as a bag shoved the doors open, a second person walking into the compartment. Sparing a glance to the stranger for a moment, he gave a nod to the other and looked off to the side.

Well, he'd been looking for company. Should have expected it, right?

[pyramidandsand]

Gupta barely made it to the elevator when the doors shut. He was surrounded, in this tiny cage of steel and glass. This would be trying.

He cleared his throat and adjusted the papers in his hands. "Ah, Berwald have you finished the analysis on the servers? I require it for the presentation next week?"

[ice_creamland]

Adam finished a good amount of work. His inspiration deteriorated with every finished paper. In conclusion, he figured that it would be the best to take a break and then resume afterward. Usually he would not be so ambitious but it was frankly the only way to pass the time.

He plodded into the elevator to see a familiar face. "Berwald..." Despite the nonchalant expression, he had friendliness in his tone, "Hallo. How are you?"

[ispeakfine]

The music through the elevator had flooded his ears, unappreciated as it was because quite frankly, he wasn't sure what kind of music was being filtered through the system. It was warbled, muffled beneath the system and though he wasn't one for electronics, the Swede registered that at the very least, it needed to be fixed.

The doors opened and he averted his gaze from the ceiling, expression softening with the appearance of Adam. Offered him a nod. "M'fine, n'yerself?"