[Raiden's voice rings over this post; quiet and raspy... clearly too tired sounding to even make an effort to type. He sounds downright glum. Defeated. Guilty.]
Bunch of new people, huh? Hi. I'm Raiden, the janitor.
I'm taking a couple of days off. ...Just deal with it.
[Even that lacks its usual bitter, vindicated edge and he ends the voice
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Deliciousss I will feast on them
A super fighting rhoomba in the guise of a 10 year old boy stared back at him. If he was here to scold, then he definitely didn't have the look of disapproval part worked out too well. Instead, concern emanated out of his big blue eyes, even though the boy was a complete stranger.
"Are you the custodian?" Rock tilted his head slightly, glancing towards the office interior for a sign of any telltale cleaning supplies. "There's been spills in the hallway and I'm worried they could be a hazard."
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He nudged the door a little, as if he wanted to close it shut.
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