Project S.R.R.D ||RvB rp//Not Accepting tell remake||

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Maine grunted with a bit of a shrug as delta flickered onto York's shoulder. "We can attempt to mediate. I do not understand why sigma is yelling at him either way when it was his idea." Delta mumbled, amused.

[LadyGalleth]

Agent York

"Alright then." I smile. "And knowing Omega, the Director's probably trapped under a bookshelf somewhere." I chuckle. "Go unlock the door, D. We'll be right behind you."

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Delta nodded and flickered to the other side of the door. He looked around at the mess and shifted faintly in slight uneasement seeing such a mess. But he turned and unlocked the door for York, maine and florida before he moved to try and clean up the files scattered across the floor.

[LadyGalleth]

Agent York

"Thanks, buddy." I soon enter the room, snickering a little when I see the Director, fingers drumming on his desk, glaring at the two AI. They seem to be having a silent conversation. I just loom in the doorway for a few moments before making gym way to sit over on his couch, staring at Sigma.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Omega snorted a bit in annoyance now that more people had entered, standing on the knocked over filing cabinet but his attention turned to delta who was trying to clean the mess, amused by the older fragment's compulsive habits.

[Dethuma]

Florida saw the mess when he entered and moved to try and help pick up the scattered files with Delta, the current state of the office making him a bit uneasy. He looked at the filing cabinet and easily pushed it up right once more.

[LadyGalleth]

Agent York

I look over at Maine, scratching at my hair a bit. "Um..." I look over at Sigma and Omega again, watching the Director move over towards the filing cabinet. I watch him help Florida and Delta before moving over to Omega. "What's up, buddy? Why are you in a throwing fit?"

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

"I'm having fun not a fit as you, and sigma and the director keep calling it." Omega snorted in annoyance, forced off the filing cabinet when florida and director flipped it over.

Maine grunted but moved over to easily fix the director's desk now.

[LadyGalleth]

Agent York

I cross my arms. "Sigma seems a little upset too. And for good reason." I look over from the fiery 'matchstick' back to Omega. "Why are you throwing things?" I run a hand through my hair. "Sigma seems to be steaming. Get it?" I chuckle a bit.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Omega snorted a bit to cover his slight chuckle at York's little jokes. "Because I like throwing things. And it was fun when I entered the room, neither the counselor or the director noticing me and just, flinging all the papers on his desk upwards so they flew into their faces and all." He said, grinning under his helmet now.