[Whoa, hold up there, Lee. Why would you think it was them? There were other people in the office who could have done it, you know. They had some pretty smart cookies working for you, it could be anyone.
With that in mind, Tim came to the office and peeked in. That was a lot of ladybugs, he'd forgotten how many he had made.]
[But the office is actually pretty small... well, relative to other SERO facilities, and there aren't a lot of people involved in the heavy tech things, or have access to all the tools and stuff at the developer's room and the testing lab.]
No. Do you have any idea where all this came from?
[He stoops to pick one of the mechanical creations up, turning it about in his hand, peering at the workings. It seems to be just a simple little prank -- especially as he remembers Tim's tendency to tinker every now and then -- but it's his job to consider all the angles, even the ones least likely.] It appears innocent enough, but we should probably test them for spy equipment, explosives, or other threats.
[A pause, and a small admission:] And there's extensive damage to one of the prototype fighting units. I had to extract myself a bit quicker than it could handle.
[Hey, he'd heard the yell and his mind had kicked into 'serious threat' mode. Lee is a capable fighter, after all; if he had been in trouble enough to call for help, it would have to be serious. A sword through the unit had been much more efficient than attempting to abort the test sequence.]
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... what in the world-- TIM DRAKE!! SEPHIROTH!!
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With that in mind, Tim came to the office and peeked in. That was a lot of ladybugs, he'd forgotten how many he had made.]
Having a party?
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No. Do you have any idea where all this came from?
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When I heard the yell, I thought it was a more serious concern.
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[Lee's office floor is completely covered in ladybugs now. What the hell.]
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Bugs like sugar, right? Maybe they smelled it in your coffee.
[Maybe he should stay quiet.]
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[He stoops to pick one of the mechanical creations up, turning it about in his hand, peering at the workings. It seems to be just a simple little prank -- especially as he remembers Tim's tendency to tinker every now and then -- but it's his job to consider all the angles, even the ones least likely.] It appears innocent enough, but we should probably test them for spy equipment, explosives, or other threats.
[A pause, and a small admission:] And there's extensive damage to one of the prototype fighting units. I had to extract myself a bit quicker than it could handle.
[Hey, he'd heard the yell and his mind had kicked into 'serious threat' mode. Lee is a capable fighter, after all; if he had been in trouble enough to call for help, it would have to be serious. A sword through the unit had been much more efficient than attempting to abort the test sequence.]
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[And Lee's office was a pretty big space!]
And I'm pretty certain it's not my coffee, Tim. I like mine black.