[ota] Unforgettable, that's what you are.
Clive had developed a schedule that suited him when it came to running the Suit. He spent the morning in the office, for briefings. Lunch was in the same dinning hall as most everyone else, and then his afternoons were spent checking in on various departments and chatting with people as they went about their day. Being...personable, as it were.
And then it was back to the office to finish up the days work and head off any public relations disasters that might well have come up.
Today, though, this was all put on hold as he stood frowning at a rather large tree that had decided to plant itself in the main walkway between Spade Castle and town. It was currently causing a bit of a commotion. Sighing a little, Clive made his smiles at gawkers and waved them off before turning to look at the tree some more. Katya had come out and stared at it before muttering in Russian as she stalked off to talk to Elisha he could only guess. He's made promises, at least, to deal with the tree. Sort of.
"Oh, I wouldn't worry." He said to one particular Spade, and elderly woman gave the tree the evil eye as she stared at it. "Go on Ms. Simpson. I'll be sure to let you know if it moves on its own or not. But really, nothing to worry about at all."
Oh dear God, what was going to be next?
And then it was back to the office to finish up the days work and head off any public relations disasters that might well have come up.
Today, though, this was all put on hold as he stood frowning at a rather large tree that had decided to plant itself in the main walkway between Spade Castle and town. It was currently causing a bit of a commotion. Sighing a little, Clive made his smiles at gawkers and waved them off before turning to look at the tree some more. Katya had come out and stared at it before muttering in Russian as she stalked off to talk to Elisha he could only guess. He's made promises, at least, to deal with the tree. Sort of.
"Oh, I wouldn't worry." He said to one particular Spade, and elderly woman gave the tree the evil eye as she stared at it. "Go on Ms. Simpson. I'll be sure to let you know if it moves on its own or not. But really, nothing to worry about at all."
Oh dear God, what was going to be next?