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Just your neighbourhood coffee fuelled sociopath

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— Outbreak Agency Cafeteria —


Tamako wasn't particularly irritated by the noise although she did have the luxury of simply filtering it out. The following blast of spiritual energy however acted on a few of her less hardened components in a manner similar to that of the lights. Abruptly the majority of her optical sensors failed leaving the android blind.

She made a startled squeak and froze in place with the pizza still held out in front of her. Her eyes lost their vibrant colour as the systems struggled to cope with the loss of functionality. She frowned for several seconds before the infrared imaging module finished booting up.

Blinking for a second to adjust, Tamako looked around before nodding to Jenniffer.

"Yes, we should."
Well, it was a good run and interesting to see the kinds of characters everyone came up with.
I do like Discord more because the voice is 'always on', no need to call and bug everyone who's busy elsewhere. separate chat channels are cool too.

— Outbreak Agency Cafeteria —


The android entered the cafeteria a handful of steps behind Jenifer, just in time to witness the lead up to and execution of her fall. To say that Tamako was entirely unable to prevent this would be incorrect. Her footsteps slowed to a stop and she looked down with a vaguely puzzled expression as her system worked to come up with the correct response.

Should she offer assistance? One of her fellow agents was down and possible injured. This wasn't exactly a serious situation, however. Maybe it might be best to simply walk away? Tamako wasn't entirely sure why she was here in the first place. She didn't need to eat.

The girl, after a mere half seconds pause to process the situation and what seemed like a subjective eternity to her, reacted in a more impulsive way.

"... Ha."

Wait, maybe that wasn't right. It certainly wasn't a proper laugh, all things considered. Another period of processing followed. She should make amends. Tamako slipped the small duffel bag from her shoulder and reached inside, arm disappeared to the elbow as she pushed aside the closets worth of clutter and weaponry contained within. Finally she pulled out a pizza box and held it out with a somewhat blank expression. Truthfully she had made it for the meeting but had forgotten.

"I have a pizza."
Can't wait to start! Work can't get finished fast enough.
Mmmm, bunny people maids knights. Bunny people knights.
It happens to everyone sometimes. Now you're obligated to make a new character out of shame... or get everyone a cookie.

I know which I would prefer.


Read this as purple skin and purple eyes at first. Was mildly concerned for a moment.
It's a nice kitchen
It's a nice kitchen
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