charls is a job juggler (arithmetician) wrote in willowbrookrpg, @ 2014-03-08 10:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, charls goodwyn, day: december 02, eleanor kadison, player: jewels, player: liv |
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Who: Charls Goodwyn + Eleanor Kadison
What: Work. What else could it be?
When: Morning of Monday, December 2
Where: Seagram Coffee Lounge, then IT room
Rating: PG
Status: Finished
The load of Cyber Monday was one thing Charls learned the hard way no one should ever underestimate. Owing to that, that first Monday of December marked his return to the outside world after about a week or more of confinement.
He wasn't all too better yet, but he dressed and looked as if nothing had changed at all -- still with his leather coat which was making more sense now in the cooling days, still with his swept back black hair, still with his leather gloves. He proceeded with his day as if he'd never had to call in sick, either -- at 7:00AM, he was in the IT room monitoring the first network interactions and the level of activity on their servers. Checked the security, checked the requests...if he could ignore the tiniest whispers at the back of his head, he could almost pretend that everything was back to normal. The thoughts, after all, never came to him in volumes anymore. No memories, no images...just the briefest, softest sighs of passing thoughts.
At 9:00AM, as was his usual routine, he went down to the coffee lounge for a cup of coffee. No one could tell it from the way Charls looked and moved but he was invigorated to move unlike a sick man for once. Finally, he didn't feel like he was shirking from work, finally people wouldn't be able to point and tell him that he was a lazy oaf for being stuck in his room day in and out. A mug appeared in his hand and without thinking about it, he began to make his drink in one of the coffee machines. The familiar whir may not be much to everyone but to him, it sounded like a gospel.
Finally, here was a a touch of normalcy, as he rightly deserved.