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[apointman]

It was nearly 8 in the morning and the point man was still up to his nose in work. Arthur simply couldn't sleep, so he decided to pull out information on his new Mark. Long careful fingers typed away as tired eyes looked at the bright screen. Just how long he's been sitting here? For a good five to six hours? He chuckled to himself, hands reaching

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[thenewarchitect]

It was the weekend. Ariadne had finished all her projects for the week. She was happy. This was the first time in a long time that she had a weekend that didn't consist of building models or drawing up blueprints. She clutched a cardboard tube in her hand. It held the plans for a dreamscape she had been working on for a while now

[inkedchemist]

Pixel was used to being the first one in in the mornings, though it was only her first week on the job, having replaced the prior chemist. She was used to being a pinch hitter like that, so it didn't bother her any. In any case she was startled to find Arthur already there, and slumped forward with the computer still on.

Of course, it only took her a moment to realize that he'd fallen asleep and there was now foul play involved. She smiled, shaking her head and unplugging the keyboard so that he wouldn't end up with a jumble of keymash in the middle of his notes, thumbing off the monitor to cut down on the light as well before meandering her way to the makeshift kitchen she'd set up on her first day in, starting the water heating for tea.

Provided he didn't wake up before it was done steeping, he'd wake up to a cup of blooming jasmine tea, because for as gruff and downright blunt as Pixel could be at times, she was also something of a mama-bear.