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Chip had found a new place to explore recently: Offices!

Now, that might sound boring, especially when one considered that this was Negaspace where strange, otherworldly things could be seen just by peering out a window. Or waiting 5 minutes.

But there was something infinitely fascinating about offices...they were always very samey, but different in subtle ways. Sometimes they were locked, sometimes not. Sometimes they were neat and orderly, sometimes in desperate need of being made orderly.

Maybe that was blasphemous, or something?

No matter. Either way, Chip would go in, hop on desks, and have a look around.

All that hopping and peeking, though, did make the little cat pretty tired...So after finding an office that looked quite immaculately maintained, with two desks. Surely, whoever 'Quartz' was wouldn't mind if he borrowed that smaller, less impressive desk...

So Chip shuffled some papers around with his paws, and then sprawled his tiny self on top of them. Not that sprawling out really covered all that much paper. He was quite small, after all.

Chip stretched languidly in response to the speaking, shifting a couple of the papers beneath him. He'd been napping, of course, but was roused when the apparent owner of this desk arrived. Naturally, though, he'd waited until he was addressed to show any kind of reaction.

He cracked his eyes open and looked the man over. "Hii~" he purred out and rolled onto his side. "I don't think I've seen you about before," he echoed playfully. It was true, after all. "I'm Chip! This looked like a nice spot for a nap to me, so here I am!" He shifted a paper again idly, not looking at it.

Though Chip's gaze rather clearly followed the papers nudged aside briefly, he ignored the motion, and instead nodded gamely. "Pleasure!" he repeated, and then laid himself out, rolling onto his belly.

"You may pet me," he declared in an almost imperious tone. There was a hint of playfulness to it, at least. "Anywhere will do, but not in my eye!" Even as he laid flat, Chip still looked around thoughtfully. "What do you even do with all these papers?"

While he didn't put his claws out or object, Chip did lurch in and bat his paws on the man's hand with a little 'rar' sound before giggling lightly, and nodding. "Mm, papers are good, cuz when you're done with them, you can make 'em into stuff!" he declared in obvious approval of the decision to do that.


"Are spies cool and glamorous?" he asked after a moment. "I don't really know much about them!" Or anything, for that matter. "I go around and spy everything I can in the castle...does that mean I'm cool and glamorous?" He blinked his eyes up hopefully, though admittedly mostly because it was fun.

"Oh good!" Chip declared, tail thumping on the desk silently behind him. "Then I must be the most cool and glamorous Mau around!" A bold claim, but he didn't believe in going half way on anything he said. Or did, for that matter.

"So, how come you don't do fieldwork?" he asked, staring up, and then made a little gasp sound and straightened up some. "OH! Is it because you have a secret lab where you turn papers into secret spy stuff?"

The kitten's face took on a surprised, possibly amazed, character while his tail held still briefly. "Really?" he breathed out, and then looked around. "I haven't found it yet...only one I found belonged to another cat." Tiberius did, in fact, have one of those, and Chip had wandered on in recently.

His tail resumed its gentle thumping. "I'll have to look harder! And make my own secret lab some time, too. I don't think the other Maus will appreciate it if my...material collection gets much bigger in HQ."

"There sure are!" he agreed enthusiastically. "It's really big!" His tail thumped twice more, then he rolled to one side, then back to the other, back again, and up onto his paws.

"Oh yeah! These papers about senshis who make flower petals fly around and look pretty, and the one who makes puddles." he nodded. "They don't sound all that scary to me." He pawed the papers, but did actually move off to the side before sitting back down at the edge of the desk (being quite small, he didn't take up much space). From there, he watched Idrialite expectantly.

With a thoughtful nod, and a somewhat playful flick of his tail, Chip replied, “Ohh, I get it! Even wimpy sounding bad guys can become scary ones if you’re not careful,” he nodded more vigorously...but made no real move toward leaving. Just stayed on the corner of the desk there.

“Now, I’m gonna spy on you for a while,” he declared, “Because I wanna know exactly what you humans do with these desks!”

And he really would stay there for a while, until he fell asleep on the desk again or Idrialite went to leave again...one or the other.