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Wiping sweat off his forehead, Leeroi continued his hard labor, loading and unloading supplies to and from the Hub. He picked up his head to notice that he was surrounded mostly by drones at this point, and started to feel a fair bit... lonely. He missed being able to have some pleasant conversation, or more accurately, being able to ******** around with anyone who had a sense of humor in this town (which was more than Civisect, surely).

Hell, what was he doing here, laboring away, anyways? He was an intelligent engineer, who should probably be networking and sharing ideas with other intelligent engineers! And of course, trying to convince them into letting his gerbils into space. It was a good idea, Leeroi was certain. He just had to show the other scientists the light.

(2/2)

"Nice find, Vee, nice find." Cerpin looked thrilled with what his partner had found. The more they could put the focus on the Chittentown versus Civisect feud, the less attention trolls would give to the idea that rebels could be in their midst. An intercepted message was just what they needed to get a jump on Civisect and fuel the flames of competition higher. He patted the top of her head affectionately, seeming to ignore any exasperated sighs in his direction.

"Useful to know how to get into these systems. If we learn more, maybe we'll be able to access other records too." The possibility was there somewhere... finding a way to see how much info the government had over them and on who... if they could pull that off, they'd be able to plan the PI's next move! And even possibly alter and distort the official record to throw them off!

Tevini started to go off on some stuff about raiding and protection and all sorts of stuff that he wasn't really interested in at the moment. No, Cerpin Sugall was feeling kind of hungry. His mind drifted to the small break room he'd seen while walking the hub earlier. It had been so tiny compared to what Civisect had to have. How did that place fit this many working trolls in it? In his opinion, it needed some expansion.

"Go on, I'm listening." He wasn't. But Tevini probably didn't care, she was focused on talking her thought process out loud which was good. He wasn't ignoring her out of malice, he just really wanted to think about how to best squeeze a ball pit inside the break room. Maybe if they moved some of the tables around? Yeah. They could move the water coolers too!

"Hey- where are you- Vee!" The girl tripped and scrambled back to her feet only to dash out ahead. That was not the plan! They were supposed to stick together to make sure they could protect each other should something go wrong. Like being discovered here where they weren't supposed to be. He tried to chase after her only to find a strange note dropping on the ground outside. It looked like an enemy transmission of some kind. Tucking it in his shirt, Cerpin continued to look for Tevini.

If she hadn't run off, he would've taken the time to deliver the message to someone on Team Chittentown to investigate in case they could steal materials. But perhaps instead he'd keep it to himself (since he needed to focus on finding his terrified deer of a partner) and pass along the tip to the rest of the PI. They needed to gather as much material as they could from this place. It was a huge opportunity to deck out the swamp water village many of them were forced to live in.

The purpleblood continued chase, hoping it wouldn't look too bad to onlookers to see a highblood shouting after a teary eyed redblood. He didn't want other highbloods to join in and try and kick her around, he just wanted her to ******** stop already and calm down!

Sephos's new flowers were coming along well. Temporary or not, they made the dorm block feel a little more like home, especially when Maku wasn't there with him. But there was only so much he could do for his plants before his actions would hurt rather than help.

Tonight he was out in Chittentown's project site, seeking more clues to Panili's visions or the disaster that would hurt his planet. His planet? When had he started thinking of it that way? The planet was no ones, and he was really a forest troll anyway. He was a part of it, in a way. So, thinking of the planet as his was stupid. Plain stupid.

"Kid, hold this."

Sephos took a heavy pipe from a worker. "Wha?"

"Just need you to hold this until I get the other end in."

Sephos frowned as he watched the worker work, sweating in the cooling desert heat as he struggled to keep it steady.

"Thanks kid!" The worker finished their riveting and set up a stand on the other side to hold the pipe. "Where's your lusus? It's dangerous here?"

"Somewhere."

"Okay, kid, its your hide, but be careful all right?"

(Outside of the rp with Nictor)

Nictor was befuddled by the greenblood. Bee had told him how trolls will act nice to trick other trolls before hurting them, but acting angry when you're actually being nice was something new. The greenblood had such an intense glare, but, he was nice. What a strange thing.

Maybe someting else was frustrating the greenblood and he couldn't keep it off his face? Nictor was definitely grateful that he wasn't on the receiving end of any anger though. Nictor nodded along to the other’s cautioning, rubbing his cheek a little nervously. He tried to watch himself, honestly.

Nictor began tearing open the pack, spreading the salve on his arms and legs, looking for the biggest bruises. Bee’s buzzing was getting closer and it would be best for all of them if he’d gotten himself patched up by then.

He needed to get back to work after all. As much as he’d love to cuddle with Bee, he didn’t want any supervisor to get after him. A passing drone went so far as to pluck him from the ground and stand him up, Nictor flailing a the action, but in the end grateful for the help. At this point the buzzing was almost upon them.

Beehemoth may have been drawn, one might even say enchanted, by the aromatic scent of fresh flowers, but upon sighting his little grub, he got slightly sidetracked. He may have been a bit distracted as he questioned Nictor, but he had to check in with him while he could. Bee was not at all pleased with the arrangement of keeping outside. Once his charge had been properly snuggled and recoated in the pollen that clung to Bee’s fluff, he let his attention fixate on what drew him over.

It was almost troll-like in appearance, but clearly of a plant nature. He began approaching slowly, dancing around the lusus and humming, clearly asking for permission. Bee had plenty of pollen to share in exchange for some of the treebeast’s own.

Nictor was helping move carts, but remained fairly close and within sight. He wanted to see how things went at least. As he helped set some of the buggies back on track, he saw Bee’s dance, the one used whenever the pollen or nectar he wished to gather was held by a sentient being. Well, this may take a while. Nictor released the cart he’d been moving rather slowly when a drone swooped in and took it. It seemed like things were moving pretty efficiently at this point, so he shuffled back towards the greenblood and their lusi to observe. It’s be nice to see Bee making a friend with some naturae instead of fighting it.