ahh a little list of my shitty little oc stories.
day 28. twilight
[the PONY administor sleeping quarters are quiet. Overseer is summarizing notes taken for the day. the others fell asleep playing a board game—as no one has passed the doorway, and he hasn't seen Curly.]
[he seems to recall its his job to know where they are, so he sets aside summarizing, puts his clipboard down, & gets up to check.]
[approaching the doorway, he pauses—someone is outside—the sound pauses as well. after an awkward amount of time, he walks out: walking directly into—followed by tripping over—... someone.]
DAISUKE:
"AH.... "
OVERSEER:
"... sorry"
DAISUKE:
"nah its... alright"
[Daisuke is up before overseer is (he's not too concerned about how he may have dirtied his clothes in the fall.)]
[he leans into the doorway of the admin quarters.]
DAISUKE:
"where'sss.. uh, curly?"
"do...you know?"
[having realized he didn't particularly pay any attention to how Overseer was doing, he turns around in (somehow) surprise.]
DAISUKE:
"ah sorry sorry. you're good?"
OVERSEER:
"—yeah."
DAISUKE:
"oh... good... um. so about Curly?"
[Overseer has stood up.]
OVERSEER:
"i figured he was with you guys. was on my way to check that now."
DAISUKE:
"huh. no clue."
[he leans into the doorway again—inspecting the room itself now]
"woah.. i never thought to wonder what was in here. i guess its where you Higher Ups sleep?"
[Overseer guestures to the back of the open door, which he can easily see standing outside the room. Daisuke leans back to peer at it. ]
[the door has a faded sign reading "Administrator Quarters", similar to the one next to it, which reads "Sleeping Quarters".]
DAISUKE:
“right. that makes sense yeah… i guess they’re about the same size...”
[he seems to hold back any comment about maybe why the admins deserve so much more room, in comparison to those under them.]
[he leans back in to look at the room again.]
“could i..?”
[he makes vague gestures towards the interior room.]
OVERSEER:
“…don’t touch anything.”
DAISUKE:
“awesome. thanks.”
[he moves carefully. he thinks its some feat to have gotten this far. any other time they’ve been alone so far, Overseer has been observing as tasked—refusing all small talk.]
[it’s odd chatting (though “chatting” brings a sort of carefree feel to it) with someone who’s job is to record you, he thinks. the air feels awkward. though, now that he considers it, he didn't see Overseer drop his clipboard when he tripped.]
[ceasing his idle inspection of objects around the room, he turns to face the doorway. Overseer is standing outside, the same posture as always—except...? his hands are behind his back—the way you might see of someone who is standing for an anthem—his eyes darting around the hallway while he waits. odd.]
[Overseer, too busy avoiding focusing his eyes, doesn't notice Daisuke take note of him. Daisuke turns back towards the beds now, with much more purpose, a mission, a question to answer: where is Overseer's clipboard?]
[it doesn't take long to notice it hidden behind some poofy comforters on one of the beds. so this is Overseer's bed, then—a familiar Fountain pen is sitting nearby. it's while approaching it, naturally curious about what's on it, he feels a hand on his shoulder. he doesn't turn around immedietly, keeping his attention on the paper clipped to the board.]
[he figures his idea of Overseer has been forever altered. in such a small period of time is impressive, probably. was it possible he could've guessed something like this? were there hints towards it? any indication? he tries thinking back—not before noticing the approaching steps—and is interrupted.]
OVERSEER:
"is everyone else in the main area?"
DAISUKE:
"...last i checked"
"ah, but not curly..."
"..."
"obviously..."
OVERSEER:
"come with me while i check."
DAISUKE:
"..."
"for sure...!"
[Overseer has flipped Daisuke around to speak to him, back facing the bed. he walks to the doorway and turns around, waiting for Daisuke to start moving.]
[after some short awkwardly paced steps, Daisuke follows suit & both walk to the main area, Overseer leading Daisuke, not looking back again.]
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DAISUKE:
(i swear that paper was basically empty. i'm pretty sure i saw DOODLES of one of us!!! when does he get the time to do that? making us worry he's telling PONY things about us when this is all he does...)
(how is he always writing when his paper looks like this? is his job really that easy...maybe i need to ask PONY about it when we get back. so much easier than working for Swansea... looks kind of lonely, though.)
(what am i doing stressing about the 'super important' notes he's supposed to be taking? why would Curly LIE about what he's doing. does? not even he know...?)
OVERSEER:
(it's late. completely slipped my mind that i hadn't finished writing up that report...oh...right. Daisuke was in here earlier wasn't he? i...maybe he didn't see...it. that'd be compromising wouldn't it?)
(is the sort of guy to report me for some lower quality active notes? no idea...i will hope not i guess—hope it doesn't get brought up.)