Opposite Over Adjacent [Active/Closed]
Characters: Agents Foxx and Morris
Content: Morris doesn't know how to tango, but that's not going to stop him from interrupting Foxx's practice.
Location: Foxx's room, BPH.
Time of day: Afternoon
Warnings: Morris will probably make some naughty jokes and Foxx may do violent things to him
So the city had dealt the team another blow. Every time Morris thought he was getting ready to pull himself back together, something else came up. And he was getting really, really sick of it. It seemed the vast majority of his teammates were spending their time worried, upset, overall not being their cheery, dancing selves. But while they got depressed from uncertainty, Morris got frustrated. And where a lot of them shut themselves alone, he would burst in on the personal space of others to make sure there wasn't too much depression going around.
The latest event was Starr's disappearance, DRT, whatever, and so logically the people close to her were the ones you needed to check. He already knew J was a right mess, but Morris figured checking on the Divas was the next step. Missy was a sweet kid, known to take things harsh, and Foxx... well, she'd already had one breakdown.
As he approached the room, Morris took a close listen, to see what Music he could pick up. But what he heard, however, was a different sort of music altogether; flowing and foreign, it pulsed from behind the door. Some spicy music therapy, huh? Morris's smirk came back. Well, now he just had to check it out. Knock knock.
Content: Morris doesn't know how to tango, but that's not going to stop him from interrupting Foxx's practice.
Location: Foxx's room, BPH.
Time of day: Afternoon
Warnings: Morris will probably make some naughty jokes and Foxx may do violent things to him
So the city had dealt the team another blow. Every time Morris thought he was getting ready to pull himself back together, something else came up. And he was getting really, really sick of it. It seemed the vast majority of his teammates were spending their time worried, upset, overall not being their cheery, dancing selves. But while they got depressed from uncertainty, Morris got frustrated. And where a lot of them shut themselves alone, he would burst in on the personal space of others to make sure there wasn't too much depression going around.
The latest event was Starr's disappearance, DRT, whatever, and so logically the people close to her were the ones you needed to check. He already knew J was a right mess, but Morris figured checking on the Divas was the next step. Missy was a sweet kid, known to take things harsh, and Foxx... well, she'd already had one breakdown.
As he approached the room, Morris took a close listen, to see what Music he could pick up. But what he heard, however, was a different sort of music altogether; flowing and foreign, it pulsed from behind the door. Some spicy music therapy, huh? Morris's smirk came back. Well, now he just had to check it out. Knock knock.