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[will_be_god]

"And so you see why it is necessary to research Regigigas's power even though it will not be part of the new creation," Cyrus concluded. He had sat down halfway through and looked as though he was about to nod off--a far cry from his usual stoic and staid presentation when speaking with officers. Even now he winced back a yawn. It was three pm;

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[g3_jupiter]

Jupiter had listened with the utmost interest, the way she always did when Cyrus granted her the honor of speaking to her in private.

However, she did notice that something about him was oddly off. He seemed tired... Not to mention that yawns, whether stifled or not, were always contagious, and Jupiter found herself having to hold back one of her own.

"I understand, sir." She briefly checked the back of her hand to make sure her purple lipstick hadn't smeared on it. "Are you alright, though? If you need a rest, I will leave."

[will_be_god]

"I am well. Your concern is unnecessary." But as he said so, he yawned heavily. "I simply must...work through this. There is much to be done..."

He reached for a pen and started looking over a paper that an agent had brought in earlier, head nodding forward as he did so.

[g3_jupiter]

Jupiter did not respond verbally, but didn't seem convinced in the slightest. With small movements of her head, she began looking around his offices for any signs of how long he had been there without getting any sleep. With a subtle, wordless nod, she instructed her Skuntank, who was sitting in one of the corners of the room, to step closer to Cyrus and tell her if something was odd about his body odor.

"About researching Regigigas... How should we go about it?"

She tried to keep him distracted, hoping he wouldn't think Skuntank approaching him was too weird.

[will_be_god]

"I have told you. You are deployed to Snowpoint for that purpose." He had brought up researching the temple, both the structure and what could be found inside, as well as asking those in the area for their knowledge on the subject, but he wasn't about to repeat himself.

...he had mentioned those things, hadn't he? He shook his head.

"Commander, you are dismissed."