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aphelionix) wrote in
circle72012-06-11 09:49 pm
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how about some baddie screen time
The Seventh Circle was a mess when Joel and Quelorie arrived. (Just the way the Commander liked it, really. All the easier to scoop it up into their palms, and drink from it what they needed.) Information was being leaked and tossed like chicken feed; intel soaked up from the double agents by the ones who shouldn't be hearing it; incorrect information sent back to them. And the puny Circle members not at the center of the Seventh were none the wiser.
What pleasant chaos, Joel thought. Though it was a shame that they had to wear the Circle uniform while present. (Teal wasn't his color.) He couldn't help but wonder if this was how the double agents of Circle Seven felt, hiding in plain sight.
The waiting room was circular (fittingly) and quiet while the Commander and Quelorie waited for the agent they were to meet with. They were to receive intel on the weak points of the other Circles, as well as the ones who would help with further infiltration. A large file, Joel was sure.
"So," he spoke up, sipping the coffee they were served. "What do you think of the Circle?"
What pleasant chaos, Joel thought. Though it was a shame that they had to wear the Circle uniform while present. (Teal wasn't his color.) He couldn't help but wonder if this was how the double agents of Circle Seven felt, hiding in plain sight.
The waiting room was circular (fittingly) and quiet while the Commander and Quelorie waited for the agent they were to meet with. They were to receive intel on the weak points of the other Circles, as well as the ones who would help with further infiltration. A large file, Joel was sure.
"So," he spoke up, sipping the coffee they were served. "What do you think of the Circle?"

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When Joel spoke, she turned to look at him and watched as he sipped his coffee. Quelorie left hers untouched, having learned rather quickly after coming to Gladsheim that Aquilos weren’t built to handle caffeine. It’d had a rather intoxicating effect on her, so she steered clear of the substance after that.
“It’s round,” she stated simply, and it was hard to tell whether she thought Joel had meant the shape or the organization. Her answer could have sufficed for either question considering that the Circle did love to use motifs in their decorating.
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in b4 innuendo
Would he really want to hit that?
onto the grill maybe yum
i bet her tentacles are delicious
mmmmm
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Is it boss lady time?
yes after this and lol "the droopy opened"
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resisting urge to put 'gorram' instead of 'god damn'
ACVODAD
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*protip: joel only calls him vercelli when he's being SRS
SRS BZNZ
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