the new office of his was a little more… compact, the luxury of something a bit more spread out reserved for another of higher esteem than himself. though, kim was not exactly complaining- quite the opposite.

never one to confine himself in small rooms, the space was perfectly adequate for him as not to linger longer than needed.

though unfortunately, when it came time to do so kim’s presence was required, the office at teh very least being the perfect place to properly meet another.

so it was set, his newly instated ever grande office the meeting place for this bit of enlistment. though rather than being seated at his desk, kim placed himself outside it, fingers busily tapping on a convertible laptop, messages made and mail sent out as he furiously swiped through different tabs.

maybe sitting at the desk would have made the multitasking he was currently engaged in easier- but if he did that then he wouldn’t be as ready to receive the new recruit as he had been; the file of which one @huxley had opened amongst his many tabs.

“interesting.” he mutters to himself as he switches from the file into another tab, swiftly completing self-appointed task before the recruit had shown their face.

@huxley // mission

a smile and a nod to dahlia, pushing on the document handed to him while not even opening his own, pleasantries exchanged, and a bombshell dropped onto the table, engulfing all in its neurotoxic waste.

kim was stunned for a moment, but that was to be expected from the man whose job it was no longer to keep up with things he shouldn’t know. but just as always, his face would confer no emotion besides placidity. it was a talent, really.

he does not introduce himself, there is no need, the people at the table know him one way or another, he had not been shy on being in the spotlight during his run as councilman; so he adds on to what he had been doing with his time, in a professional sense.

“since i’ve left my council position, i’ve been busy shifting my weight between interviews and community service; speaking of which FERNANDO SILPH and GABRIEL BLACK , since we’re going into the stone ages again, I need to talk to you too about resource allocation and where certain cities are lacking and what they’re lacking in. and Elinor Anderson , the two of us need to have a heart to heart when we’ve both got the time.”

he presses on after the brief intermission.

“besides the obvious two major things that we have on our plate, our biggest issues lie within rocket. and with all the interviews i’ve done, all the conferences i’ve had the displeasure of being apart of, they got me thinking. we’re being real pussies about all this.”

pausing he holds up his hands in a gesture of cushioning an impact before his words continue.

“i know, i know, we’re the league, we do things by the book, we take precautionary measures to soften the blow and not overstep our bounds; we can’t let our thirst for justice impede us doing things properly- yadda yadda yadda, blah blah blah- but hear me out.”

“the longer we take to plan things, the stronger our enemies get. we are scaling at the same rate as they are, if not slower. this is the second time since rocket has been here that they’ve taken a major city from us while the only thing we could do was defend. and honestly, it kinda pisses me off that we even let it happen the first time.”

his eyes shift across the room, amber hues locking with everyone as he spoke, his own voice powerful yet calm as he expanded on his point.

“i know better than anyone the value of taking things slow and ensuring the move you make is one that you will not have regrets in making, but for fucks sake, we can’t just wait and let them roost while we sit with our thumbs up our asses rehashing the same thing for the… what, seventh time?”

“honestly, i’m tired of the inaction, people, and our focus on the meteor- the dome too- will only leave our backdoor open for rocket to take another city- if not two, from us.”

looking back to Sénon Game he bows his head slightly in remorse.

“also, my apologies sensen, i cursed a lot there and i’m like right next to primmy. if she cusses as her first word you can blame me.”

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ღ councilpeeps, assemble
ღ fuck that meteor, fuck that dome, lets kill some rockets
ღ i'm sorry senon, primrose knows the word "fuck" now

Twisting the lid off the flask, Kim takes a swig from it before setting it onto Fernando’s bedside table.

“It’s because I’m so slick and clean. If I was some old fuddy duddy with no sauce or rizz, I bet I would be-”

He cuts himself off before gesturing to Fernando as a whole, waving a hand over him.

“-Yea.” A smile lingers on his lips, playfully prodding at Fernando in his current state.

Crossing the room, he made his way over to the seating, splaying out onto the futon with one leg crossing over the other.

“So… how’re you feelin’ about your new… situation?”

Try as he might to keep things on the lighter side, Kim can’t help but feel a twinge of- let's call it empathy- at the Silph’s current state. It was disheartened to see someone who once would hold himself up as high as a tower now crumpled and deflated- chewed up and spit out by the uncaring forces against him.

FERNANDO SILPH

@huxley

“Muzzle stays at home Ferny, it’s not a necessity like your outdated style. I mean… plain Leather Oxfords? C’mon, man. I know you can do better.”

---

He notes Elinor’s dismissal of his name and bites his tongue to deter badmouthing before he remembers one key detail: he can be rude again.

He speaks, not too loudly as to be heard from across the table as he previously had but still loud enough for those near- or for those who tuned in- to hear.

“Holy shit she doesn’t even know who I am. Fern, why did y’all give her that part of my job? At least get someone who knows who the people in this room are to handle information.”

He looks over to FERNANDO SILPH for a second in speaking before turning his attention back to Elinor Anderson , giving her a thumbs up with a bright smile.

“Okay, great job, good for you, good luck, I believe in you, you’re gonna do great! Haha~”

SPOILER: Click to show

As Kim delivered the cacophony of platitudes, strained as they were, the Teddiursa walks over to kyle lopez , pulling out a smartphone from his fur and showing it to the man before opening a game and turning around allowing for him to watch and see how good the bear was at playing it- looking over his shoulder every so often to make sure Kyle was still paying attention.

At the entrance of a familiar face, his heart fluttered, coming to a stand to meet the two at the door (Sénon Game).

“Hey there Sènsational, hows my second favorite dad and one of my favorite nieces doing?”

Setting a hand of Senon’s shoulder, he leans into him, whispering closer to his ear as not to disturb little Primrose.

“This is probably the worst place you could bring her, I know you want to spend time with your daughter but here is not the place. If you want to go through and have her endure listening to these people, that’s fine, or you leave her with Najwa and my girls to have a playdate while we take care of talking to these people; And, if you like we can all hang out at my place after. I got this apple wine not too long ago- that taste like heaven- that I've been wanting you and Cait to try out with Na and me.”

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ღ teased Fernando's style
ღ prodded elinor's lack of knowledge
ღ teddiursa made kyle watch him play osu
ღ kim walked toward senon and was like, "here's your out if you want it" and started talking about wine

After having properly seated himself, he eyes over the current rettinue, hands persistently busied as they continued to squish the Teddiursa’s paw beans.

So far it was the usual bunch, a few notable names here, a couple unlocked characters there, but one person in particular stood out to him, one who he had not seen among the rest of these dorks: Elinor Anderson .

With his eyes landing on her, he takes a moment to piece together who this random ass person was and why Lars had brought her along with him to what could only be considered one of the most boring meetings someone could attend- until it hit him.

“OH!” He exclaims aloud, pointing across the table at the woman as she takes a seat.

“You’re me!”

He gives an over the head wave to the woman, sure to draw attention to himself as he beamed his energy directly to her.

“You took over my seat since I dipped, right? You’re uh… Elinor, right? Nice to meet you.”

Setting the Teddiursa on the table, he slides it across, the bear making it halfway before coming to a stand- running the rest of the way- then offering its hand to her as a stand in for Kim’s own.

“How are you enjoying it so far? Its it all you imagined and more? I bet it isn’t.”

There is no concern for the others in the room and whether he had disturbed their quiet broodings or whatever the fuck they were doing; new-new character unlocked.

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tl;dr: omg heeeeey

A dissonance of flowers- some picked with a well intentioned background to their meaning, and some picked simply on wonton by tiny hands clasping for whatever looked the prettiest- were carried in a recently dated newspaper by Kim, as he walks into the hospital room.

Closing the door behind him, Kim offers a smile, holding back the urge to burst out laughing at the first thing this mother fucker saying to him being “good to see you.”

Like how can he not comment on that? How can Kim Cole-Essam, the king of comedic timing, not comment on that? It’s near impossible. But, with as much willpower as he can conjure up, he holds back.

With a cool head, he lets out a sigh, setting the bouquet down on the nearest uninhibited surface.

“Nice to see you too, Ferny.”

After taking a moment to look around the little room, Kim begins to manifest his bit.

“Alright so here's the thing, I was gonna hire an exorcist to try and get your demons out of you so that you can heal faster, but I did some research into them and it turns out that they just say they’re exorcising but the shit they do is actually mad fucked up, like borderline torture methods, and so I figure maybe that’s not the best thing for you right now. So…”

As he pauses, Hoopa hoops in with a briefcase in hand, offering it over as a knight would his sword. After the brief intermission, the Hoopa proceeds to rummage through the fridge, stealing any snacks or unwanted food it can as Kim did his thing.

Upon opening the case Kim presented a variety of tools to the man: holy water in a spray bottle, a wooden stake, a flask of wine, a flat stone with the word “mew” carved into it, and a bluk berry.

“...I figured that I would just do it myself in a more humane way.”

Setting the briefcase down nearby the flowers, Kim pulls out the spray bottle and the flask of wine.

“Which do you think will work better, holy water or a little bit of Arceus’ blood?”

He asks, with a smile.

FERNANDO SILPH

He arrives, neither late nor early, moreso just in time. While it was out of typical fashion for Kim to arrive in such a blasé way, he could not be so inclined as to keep up inconvenient mannerisms for the sake of keeping appearances, it was unimportant for these people, for this meeting.

As he walks, Teddiursa clinging to his side as he cupped it in his arm, Kim looks around, eyeing the people present before taking a seat nearby John Sullivan and FERNANDO SILPH .

Quietly, he fiddles with the Teddiursa’s paws, attention turning up to Fernando as he speaks with a half-cocked smile.

“Nice to see you up and walking, Ferny. Glad you still have your vigor even after “the incident”. ”

There's a little bit too much enunciation put into the “see” as it's spoken, seeming to hint at a slight prod from the former councilman.

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tl;dr: kim comes in like a normal person, for once, and takes a seat with his teddiursa in his lap

sitting nearby where FERNANDO SILPH stands and John Sullivan sits

• player/ooc name: gibby
• character tags: kim cole-essam
• dropped characters' tags (if applicable): @eliz :sadge:
• ic posts for characters: yah
• are characters in directories?: Ya
• any notes/comments: i'm dying slowly but i wanna do shit- expect a note in the mail with my will written down in blood one of these days