Welcome to Gaia! ::

Tourmaline had been told that she was 'a lot' under a number of circumstances. She was used to being perceived largely and loudly, her hair a statement to that. In her line of work -- the one that tended to bring in the most bank, at least -- it paid to stand out. It paid to be an indidual, to be memorable, to be unique. It meant that she was a little more boistrous around like-minded folks when they had a chance to jive with one another, as she had with Morganite.

It didn't mean that she wasn't observant, however. It didn't mean that she didn't pay attention, or that she didn't know when to be serious. It didn't mean that she was so distracted with team bonding that she missed the eye-rolling sigh from Benitoite.

Lips pursed together, Tourmaline shifted on her feet, returning to the mostly business that she'd been by the water fountain in front of the Foundation building. She tucked the cat toys into her shoulder bag in change for a small baggy that she opened up to pull a handful of snacks from, popping one into her mouth to keep herself from saying something impolite as she pondered, listening. "Offices tend to contain information. If this creature is using it as a base of operations they could've repurposed it. The truth is we don't know what we're looking for, or up against, so we should look everywhere and start with what's closest," she chimed in eventually, popping another tiny cookie into her mouth before holding the baggy out to Morganite. "Teddygram?"

“Alright, that’s three of us in agreement at least.”

Azurite nodded with a brief if… slightly longing look towards the Teddygrams.

“Let’s go and explore the office.”
He turned and lead the way, this mission was too important to wait too long he thought.

He didn’t have a terrible team assignment regardless. He just had to believe that this would go well.

He wanted so badly to check out the papers, there were so many disorganized papers, just…everywhere. He wanted to know who’d been looking at what, and maybe find some clue as to why they were so scattered.

If it was the 'cat' that they were looking for - then what might a ‘cat’ be interested in? Did they ship through this yard?

He worried his lip and thought over who had what with them though, eyeing that door.


He took a deep breath, and while it was tempting to suggest that someone else brave the possibility that there was something awful like strangers behind the door and not an alien cat…
He braced himself, deciding to lead by example.

He glanced at the others to try and quietly tell them to prepare for the worse and moved forward to nudge the door further open.