Hands folded on the table in front of him, his head rests between his elbows. The slow and steady rise of his shoulders confirms he is alive, though the steady padding of the hammer in the blue-eyed woman's hand suggests that will soon change.
A snort, and yellow eyes open. Kal'Reegar sits up in his chair, grabs his pen, and nods. "Nap's done. Wuffles, you need to power down or sleep?"
"We do not, Creator Kal'Reegar. However, we must consult with you on possible irregularities in duplicate copies of these documents." Wuffles reaches into the pile next to him, two hands pulling out two folded and marked papers. Kal nods, reaching into the arranged stack next to him.
"Lay it on me, buddy."
A door to the side- one which was not apparently any more than a panel of wood- opens and a woman with long black hair and green eyes walks in. Clad in translucent green and black skirts, the slim figure glides across the room, eyes locked on the collection of gods and the odd Journeys. Spotting Siaka sitting on a desk claimed as her perch over the hapless new meats.
"They haven't escaped?" May Blossom asks.
Iron Siaka shakes her head, slow and steady. She watches, blue eyes narrowed. The Journeys trades a paper with the multi-armed-god-cloud-thing and they both sign off on something, placing it on the stack titled 'review.' A cart, embroidered and blue and gold, pushed in by a tiger-headed god passes the doorway.
"Just put'em over there," Kal says, checking off boxes on a new sheet, free hand pointing to a half-filled enclosure, cordoned off by four chairs with the words 'New Arrivals' spelled out on blank paper.
"You stopped them?" the green-eyed woman asks.
"They. Haven't. Tried." The words are said slow, low and accompanied by the sounds of grinding teeth. "I. Said. I. Was. Going. To. Take. A. Leak." She works her jaw, glancing between the two, and the slowly rising piles of 'Done' forms. "They were there. When I. Got back."
May Blossom, Chosen of Secrets, blinks. "They like doing paperwork what is this."
Teeth grind. The gloved hands stroke the head of the mace, blue eyes narrowing. The green eyed girl shakes her head and sidesteps in front of Siaka. Arms out, blocking her view of Reegar, she reads the intent of the Chosen of Serenity with crystal clarity. "No," she whispers, "No no no. Serenity, find your serenity."
"I'm gonna find my serenity all over the back of his head," Iron Siaka growls, voice low and rumbling. The black haired woman shakes her head, standing in front of the sidereal. Turning, blocking Siaka's view of the bashing-worthy offense, she slaps on a smile and clears her throat.
"So." She straightens out her skirts. "I take it you're not unfamiliar with bureaucratic procedures, mm?"
The pen twirls in the two fingered hand and slides into the ink well. He turns to May Blossom and nods, then turns back to the stacked papers. "It's important," he says, "Not like I enjoy it, but well, it's not like I've actually smelled paper before. Might as well take my victories where I can get them."
May Blossom turns back to Siaka, mouthing 'smelled?'
"Creators are confined to environmental suits due to frail immune systems," Wuffles states, shuffling another ten completed forms into the Done stack, "Creator Kal'Reegar no longer requires them."
Kal chuckles, looking up and watching May Blossom walk through the towers of 'fate errors,' he was told, and 'destinies', and other such things. At, least he understands, "Well, these are my fault." A sigh, glancing at the black haired woman. The shuffle of her steps, her sway, briefly reminds him of the girl back home. But, he forces it down, forces himself to focus.
"Anyway, you gotta keep track of things! Don't have records of your air processors, don't know you have them. Don't track your armory, you never know you could've taken that rocket launcher no one claimed."
A questioning grunt from behind them. Siaka tilts her head, mace planted into the desk next to her. "What's a rocket launcher?" she asks.
Kal glances over to Wuffles. Wuffles extends his petals. "You got a...firing range or something around here?" Kal asks.