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 Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 11:44 pm
Mark arched an eyebrow as if Ryan was for real. "That Allan's last name, you know, we all have surnames, even if some people's are indeed-" He stretched to his imaginative full height, about as tall as one could get seated on a swivel chair, "The Awesome." Dramatic pose.
The printer that had spat out the paper gave what resembled a cough and a wheeze, prompting Mark to kick it, again. "Stupid thing! It never prints out anything correctly these days..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 10:09 am
"Yes, I'm aware of that." He answered returning Mark's look with a glare. Allan was the only name he knew the sun division lead by. He hadn't bothered to find out what his last name was. Or any of the division leads and assistants for that matter. Which included Mark. "And I'm pretty sure that rules you out then." He added with a small smirk.
He had yet to witness anything 'awesome' here.
The scanner got a pitying look from Ryan when Mark kicked it. If he was in this office and filth for more than a day, he supposed he would be making a noise similar to that as well.Zoobey DON'T WORRY MARK. I THINK YOU'RE AWESOME. -__-
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 6:08 pm
Wilson could only leaned forward and cover his eyes with one hand. “Somehow I’m not surprised…” he murmured as he parted his fingers to peer through the openings at Ryan. “Looks like we both got the bad end of our sticks, hm?” he remarked wryly before he bent down to pick up the fallen piece of paper. He scrutinized it again, as if a second look would somehow read different names. Nope.
Arms crossed, Wilson leaned back slightly at Mark’s pose. He raised an eyebrow at the assistant. “I see.” Another wary look to the paper. “So…these are absolutely correct?”
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 11:56 pm
Mark scoffed, wriggling his feet on the table and knocking over a few beer cans, "What do I look like to you, one of those mindless Life lab drones?" He pointed to his head. "This here, is one-hundred percent pure knowledge and perfection. I'm like wanted in several countries and stuff because I know too much. So you better watch who you're talking to man, I'm onto you Wilson, you and Dwight both. You got those sinister asian Jackie Chan vibes man."
He squinted suspiciously at Wilson, before giving Ryan a smug look. "Hey man, haters gonna hate, and I may not have the best equipment here but at leas I still belong in the records." Slow, sly grin.
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