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Who: Whitley Schnee and Koishi Komeiji
Where: starting at the Schnee Company office in Genessia City, going... wherever the hell Koishi decides
What: Whitley has actively avoided a responsibility he sees as beneath him; Koishi comes to collect her reward.
Warnings: Indignity and absurdity!
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Even now, Whitley can't believe someone had the gall - the nerve! to sign him up for a date auction without so much as pretending to ask him for permission, or even running the idea past him. Is this how people behaved in this world? Acting on whims without consequence, making others suffer freely for no discernable reason?
Rubbish. Utter rubbish. He would have to see to it that meddlers and troublemakers were cracked down on a little more harshly, but it would be some time until he had the real pull it would take to start enforcing policies. All in due time, all in due time.
For now, he's burying himself in his work, seated in his office as he pores through a spreadsheet of expenses, trying to figure out which corners can be cut and where funds would be better allocated. It's work that many would find tedious, but it's almost like a treasure hunt to him, and he's totally engrossed in the task at hand. If anything important happens he'll get notified on his device or get a call from the front desk, so surely nothing unexpected would occur out of the blue, right?
...
Right?
Where: starting at the Schnee Company office in Genessia City, going... wherever the hell Koishi decides
What: Whitley has actively avoided a responsibility he sees as beneath him; Koishi comes to collect her reward.
Warnings: Indignity and absurdity!
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Even now, Whitley can't believe someone had the gall - the nerve! to sign him up for a date auction without so much as pretending to ask him for permission, or even running the idea past him. Is this how people behaved in this world? Acting on whims without consequence, making others suffer freely for no discernable reason?
Rubbish. Utter rubbish. He would have to see to it that meddlers and troublemakers were cracked down on a little more harshly, but it would be some time until he had the real pull it would take to start enforcing policies. All in due time, all in due time.
For now, he's burying himself in his work, seated in his office as he pores through a spreadsheet of expenses, trying to figure out which corners can be cut and where funds would be better allocated. It's work that many would find tedious, but it's almost like a treasure hunt to him, and he's totally engrossed in the task at hand. If anything important happens he'll get notified on his device or get a call from the front desk, so surely nothing unexpected would occur out of the blue, right?
...
Right?