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Post by ZIGGY FELIX on Oct 8, 2019 16:43:51 GMT 1
In the past Ziggy had been accused of being an amoral person but he never took the comments to heart, defending his position and view on the basis that he was only doing, had only ever done, what was needed to survive in what was a pretty hostile environment. Perhaps it was never quite ‘kill or be killed’ but having that mentality is what Ziggy was sure made him live long enough to get sold, escape and then find himself here. So hearing June seem to repeat the accusation he was lacking in some good character because of his outlook just caused him to shrug a bit nonchalantly. He very much doubted she was a hell of a lot different herself.
Ziggy guessed having clear morals would not see him agreeing to steal an item back for June or at least he might question more why it was taken in the first place, like if the strangling threat was in self defence or unprovoked. It didn’t actually make much difference to Ziggy but he guessed a more moral person might ask.
Giving a nod, Ziggy then left the bar and started out across the lawns. Rather than head directly to the front door he circled around the building and entered through the Sensory Garden, making a mental note of any open windows and those who were gathered then walking behind some bushes, dumping off his clothing and shifting to his fox form. Next, he headed into the conservatory and then the building itself. It all looked very casual, Ziggy was hardly phased with the task given to him but it helped to keep that outlook too, even as a fox.
Down the hallway Ziggy made for a store room a few doors down from the counsellors, entered since rarely used rooms rarely get locked and then exited again through a back window. He had noticed there was a bit of a flat roof, he just hoped that it extended far enough for him to actually get in through another window.
All this time he was hiding his heartbeat and scent, keeping his body low and to the sides to avoid detection from the cameras that picked up movement. He was naturally light of foot but add in his gift and he can dodge most sensors.
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Roughly forty minutes later, Ziggy was heading back to the bar having shifted back and redressed but thought better of wrapping the scarf around his neck and instead had it over his shoulder. Once he had rebound June and was in hearing distance he pulled it off and held it out towards her. “Sorry to keep you waiting, took the chance to look over my own file while I was there.” As much as he wanted to alter a few things he stuck to reading it, his forgery skills were not quiet good enough.
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Post by JUNE ARTEMISIA MONTGOMERY on Oct 21, 2019 1:58:46 GMT 1
I WOULDN'T HOLD MY BREATH IF I WAS YOU
'CAUSE I'LL FORGET BUT I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU
DON'T YOU KNOW, DON'T YOU KNOW
TRUE FRIENDS STAB YOU IN THE FRONT Since her usual dance partner was not around, June had found another to keep her preoccupied on the dancefloor. He was a tall male (which irked her), with hair the color of a raven's feather, and eyes so green they reminded her emeralds. She liked the mysterious air that he carried. It was the reason she'd picked him out of the crowd when there seemed to be so many potential partners to choose from. She spun around and around, carefully balanced on her heels as they took ownership of the floor. She liked that this nameless man moved with a rhythm that matched hers. When Ziggy finally returned, holding out her scarf, she looked invigorated. June loved to dance as much as she loved to drive a blade into another being. She pulled away from her dance partner and took her scarf from the fox. "Save your apologies, I was well taken care of." She rolled her scarf in her hands before she met his gaze. "Well done, Ziggy." She had a smile on her face, it could have been considered dangerous, but she held no ill-intentions towards the fox. "You get three pieces of information from me. One for the drink, one for the indirect dance, one for the scarf." She was feeling awfully generous right now. She wouldn't tell him something like, pick your questions wisely because it wasn't her job to babysit him. She motioned back to their table and started back to her seat. Notes: I apologize for the shortness. I didn't know what to write for the filler. The next one will be normal size. MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0
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Post by ZIGGY FELIX on Oct 21, 2019 17:44:19 GMT 1
Pride, surely if anything that would be Ziggy’s downfall. He wouldn’t say he was a very proud person but he did enjoy proving his worth particularly when it seemed to be in doubt. Managing to get June’s scarf for her filled the fox with a cocky sense of arrogance in himself that he didn’t even care she seemed to have found her own entertainment while he was gone. Possessiveness was strangely (or maybe not so if you really knew him) not a trait he held and possibly what made it so easy for him to use and abuse. Those that seek to own things generally care about them even in a warped way, Ziggy however did not. So he handed over the scar and nodded to the dark haired male she was with before refocusing to June.
Three pieces of info… Ziggy guessed he should ask wisely. “Ok.” he said and then thought a moment before deciding to go with what might be an obvious one and a waste of a question but he was curious and really wasn’t sure if it was his own stupidity or what for not knowing, but… “Who is the Headmaster here? I hear the word used occasionally but haven’t heard a name or seen a face, even a picture.” He asked as he followed and would have added on ‘you know, who runs the place?’ but thought the answer might be covered in the first question or offered up with it, if not, well that would be question two. ooc: is ok, my posts have been concise lately
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Post by JUNE ARTEMISIA MONTGOMERY on Oct 24, 2019 1:55:07 GMT 1
I WOULDN'T HOLD MY BREATH IF I WAS YOU
'CAUSE I'LL FORGET BUT I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU
DON'T YOU KNOW, DON'T YOU KNOW
TRUE FRIENDS STAB YOU IN THE FRONT Wasn't that just a peculiar question. June grinned. "Well, it used to be Jackson Teller," she began. "But earlier this year he supposedly 'stepped down' and OFSTSED took over." Her blue eyes were narrowed with amusement. "More like he was booted out. Not only stripped of his Headmaster title but stripped of his Head of Security title in March as well." June examined her nails. "OFSTSED has a bad habit of sticking their nose where it doesn't belong. Lots of changes have been made since they took over, but no one really knows who's in charge. What I do know is that they're fairly vigilant. Staff and residents have been promoted/demoted and moved around like pieces on a chessboard." June didn't like it one bit. She had two theories. One was that there wasn't a Headmaster at all. That OFSTSED were planning something major and pretending to have a secret Headmaster was keeping most of everyone in check. If you didn't know who was running the show, you couldn't necessarily act out. Her second theory was that their new Head of Security, Fabian Adolfo was working for OFSTSED and while he lacked the title of Headmaster, he was the one calling the shots. Or at least the figurehead that OFSTSED was using to get things done. She found it awfully ironic that Zevren Adolfo had been awarded his title in a similar timeframe. Something was up around Manson. She was almost tempted to get to the bottom of it. Maybe now that Ziggy was here, she could get some work done without having to take the blame. "Next question." She'd given Ziggy more than information on the previous question if one were to ask her. She could have simply stated that no one knew and pointed out that he'd wasted a question. It would have been fun to see how he reacted, but June was attempting to build a sort of partnership with the fox. He was, after all, useful. MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0
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Post by ZIGGY FELIX on Oct 28, 2019 21:07:20 GMT 1
OFSTSED... well that was a name the fox had never heard of but found himself immediately intrigued. Likewise this Jackson Teller, because how bad do you have to be at your job to be booted from a supernatural asylum? It brought a laugh to Ziggy‘s lips that he didn’t bother trying to hide as clearly June was amused at the idea too. Still, the further explanation was far from funny... OFSTSED sounded like the supernatural police in some way, for schools and asylums at least if they have the power to impose orders on the building.
“Hmm.. so outside influences importing judgment on the staff who jump to the every word in order to avoid firing out this place getting shut down? Feel like I have walked into a bad horror novel of some kind.” He mused with a grin. This sounded all like a recent thing too or just very hushed until the walls had to talk. On any case he was glad to know, it showed this place wasn’t a total law to itself. It had to answer to someone... be responsible to someone should things go tits up. Unintentionally or otherwise.
As interesting as the nosy fox found it to ask who got promoted where and who else was fired he guesses it didn’t really matter so when asked for the next question he just smiled. “Will ask when I think of it?” He said with a coy smile. June didn’t put a time limit on when he asked just the number so he figured he would try his luck.
. ooc: crappy phone post, sorry but wanted to get something out
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Post by JUNE ARTEMISIA MONTGOMERY on Nov 6, 2019 3:29:10 GMT 1
I WOULDN'T HOLD MY BREATH IF I WAS YOU
'CAUSE I'LL FORGET BUT I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU
DON'T YOU KNOW, DON'T YOU KNOW
TRUE FRIENDS STAB YOU IN THE FRONT It would be a waste of her precious time to get upset over every time Ziggy found the need to vocalize his amusement in the form of laughter. Moreso when she'd been providing him the source of his amusement. Not to mention that she'd been quite tickled by Teller losing his job. The man had been a pain in the ass, but it seemed that the OFSTSED was equally troublesome. "I don't read much, but you've pretty much hit the nail right on the head," June responded. "I'd take the pissy vampire any day. OFSTSED makes it difficult to get things done. You can't so much as breath wrong without retaliation." Her blue eyes rolled once. June would kill to know who was pulling the strings. She'd happily lop their head right off their shoulders. The homunculus didn't like the changes that had occurred. Tighter security meant she had to step lightly. June would have considered it a challenge on any other given day but confined within Manson, she saw it as nothing more than another problem. I've enough problems without the Puppet Master, she thought bitterly. Yes, that would be the name for the mysterious figure behind all her stress. "Personally, I wouldn't mind Manson getting shut down. Where would they possibly transport us and how? I think it's a load of hogwash."
June pointed at the fox. "I'd like to rearrange your face, but I'll refrain for now," she warned. The white haired woman leaned back in her chair and uncrossed her legs. "Very well, no rush. It can be today, or tomorrow, or sometime down the line. I'm not hard to track down by any means." June spent most of her time between isolation and her room. It wasn't like she was allowed to go to many other places. She didn't think Ziggy would have a problem getting to either place. He seemed resourceful enough to outwit security. Notes: No worries, it was fine. MADE BY VEL OF GS + ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0
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