head ranger Laurence Anderson's carbonara is not one to miss.[break][break]

so, lance decides to make an appearance, arriving late only because he likes the added attention that gives him. he steps into the appropriate meeting room only to be met with the sight of many familiar faces and the scent of very delicious-smelling food.[break][break]

"hey, hey. i brought the best honey in all of hoenn."[break][break]

not sure why he's announcing it but it's too late now. he heads over to place the mason jars on the table before snapping a quick picture to send to willow atkins. he's now helping out with sales and marketing, apparently.[break][break]

then, he looks over at the nearest people and gestures for Raziel Beckett and Talia Celes to come over.[break][break]

"kingsman! not sure who invited you, but you two should really try this honey."

[attr="class","ooc"]- brought jars of honey made by willow atkins and Greyson Connors[break]
- invites Raziel Beckett and Talia Celes over to try some[break]

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Shyness isn’t usually a trait most can associate with Wren. Or nervousness for that matter (or rather, blatant nervousness.) But given the fact that this is all so fresh and new to him, Wren can’t help the flutter of trepidation in his stomach as he approaches the Lilycove HQ. He’s pretty sure he double checked the directions he jotted down about a thousand times, but they led him there, sure enough.[break][break]



Here goes nothin’, right? It wouldn’t be that bad, and Wren insisted to himself that he wouldn’t stick out like a sore thumb with how clueless he was to just about everything going on. Awkwardly shuffling the containers in his arms, he checked his watch. So maybe he was like ten minutes late, but if there was business to attend to…they wouldn’t get right to it, right? The last thing he wanted to do was wander into a room that was dead silent, all eyes moving to him because he’d probably do something dumb like trip, or run into the doorframe, or–[break][break]



Nope! He was getting ahead of himself. No more of that. Sucking in a breath, he pushes through the doors with his elbow. To his relief, there was only the din of casual chatter and forks scraping against plates. Not an interrupted debriefing in sight. Scanning the area, he pinpointed the only familiar face in the room and made a beeline toward ollie morales where he was piling up a plate, as if his little life depended on it. “Ollie! I’m only…eleven minutes late. And I only got lost once, which is like an impressive feat for me.”[break][break]



Out of his knapsack, a fuzzy brown head popped free from under the flap. Juno, rousing from a nap, twitched her nose in greeting. Or maybe to snoop in the direction of Ollie’s plate. Wren paid the eevee no mind, still mid-babble. “Oh! And I bright these.” He held the containers aloft, one housing brownies and one with cookies. The brownies had been a fall back when his attempts at baking the snickerdoodles didn’t…exactly go according to plan.[break][break]



They woulda come out better if his friend had helped him, but Levy had only silently watched him from the kitchen counter, over the top of his book in flattened judgment as Wren had found himself flour-ladened and then warring with a smoking oven. But they had come out only a tiny bit too toasty, so why not bring those too?


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+ shows up a lil late with some slightly charred cookies and also brownies[break]
+ greets ollie morales and is quick to hang out in his shadow[break]
+ open to interaction! bully the new kid >:3[break]

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Paxton has been to more than his fair share of potlucks and fancy dinners. Honestly, he preferred the formal dinners more. If only because most of the time those had precise instructions to follow. This is just kind of a free for all, and he didn't know how long he'd last. The text message was unexpected, thinking it'd just be another heads up of shift change to cover down for someone in Lilycove. A potluck? He'd heavily considered buying cookies from the grocery store and setting down a plate.
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He's familiar with the building at least. He'd picked up and dropped off enough partners and their reports. Honestly, this was probably more CALLISTA MOON 's thing. Still, whatever information would be dispersed, it had to be relevant to him if Laurence Anderson would bother sending him an update on it.
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He's purposeful with how he moves, weaving past throngs of people in order to leave plastic take out container overflowing with gingersnaps on the buffet table with all the other desserts. As he glanced over the assembled food and snacks, he nodded over to a couple laying out their dish before picking up a plate and snatching up a bunch of them. "Hey, these look good." he said to Izumi Yamamura and Josh Dragomir . His attmept at being friendly before he moved over by the one of the few acquaintances he had.
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"Hey Bo, finally bulking up?" he asked as he took a seat opposite of ollie morales and wren rourke . He popped a pinwheel sammy into his mouth before offering a better greeting. "Maybe you can try to carry me, next assignment?" he asked, the same old sly grin flashing for a moment before settling back down to a polite smile as he looked up at the other two. "Hi, how are ya?" Teal eyes flicker from one to the other. "I'm Paxton, I...part time when nearby locations need someone."

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+ boruta maher + ollie morales + wren rourke | monthly fuck with bo post (gotta meet my quota) [break][break]
- said hi to izumi and josh [break]
- snacking [break]
- harassing One Man Again [break]
- introducing himself to Bo's colleagues. [break]

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