2nd Playdate~ [Accidental Video]

[be_my_toy]

--lost little girl?

[The feed clicks on to reveal a rather burly looking individual leaning forward to speak to the tiny owner of the guide. A few other rather large individuals seemed to be looking in the direction of the guide as well, curious or amused looks upon their faces.]

Eh? N-no! Flandre was told by the things to come here!

Oh? And

Comments

[nosamurai]

I... don't think you're supposed to throw the weights at people.

[be_my_toy]

Eh?

[blink blink.]

B-but! It's Flandre's job!

[nosamurai]

What exactly was your job description?

[be_my_toy]

Eh? Job Description?

[nosamurai]

The expectations your employers had of you when preforming your duties at work.

[be_my_toy]

Eh?

[nosamurai]

Ah... [ she holds up a finger! and sighs. ] What are you supposed to be doing? Killing people? Or just... lifting weights?

[be_my_toy]

Flandre doesn't know. I was just sent here to work.

[nosamurai]

You probably aren't supposed to, ah, kill the... other people there.

[ ... unless it's a very special gym. ]

[be_my_toy]

Why?

[nosamurai]

From the looks of it, that's a place to train your body to be stronger, not to go to in order to die.

[be_my_toy]

What's the difference?

[nosamurai]

People train their bodies to be stronger and to continue living. People don't bother doing that if all they want is to die.

[ Unless they are crazy. And she knows a few of those. ]

[be_my_toy]

So...then my job is to make sure they get stronger?

[nosamurai]

[ She nods. ]

To make sure they get stronger, and they... survive the process as healthy, sane individuals.