so your oc used to work as a guard for manta core. they sort of became friendly with the engineer greg, as much as he was weird. so one day you got ranked up to a sort of body guard/ hit men. they hadnt really got to chat with greg, so they hadnt interacted for a few years. one day you were told that a rouge employee had dashed to the basement and you were sent to get them. you chased down the coordinates when you found greg, limped near the coordinates, injured. it seemed he was the target. wwyd

Greg coughed a bit before standing fully up* Greg: t-.. thanks

*wobbly*

Greg: ... a-alot-

Greg: agreed.. *their wound hasnt been patched so its just dripping*

greg: thanks

Greg: whyd did you come down here anyway..? arent you on guard duty *hehe forgot the promotion*

greg: over worked -n-

greg coughed a bit then yawned lol*

*the only way up was a elevator*

*nervous man*

greg: idk anymore-

greg: i think im gonna be fired

Greg: -n-

Greg: D:

panic*

*wobble*

Greg: what do you work as now?

greg: :O nice

*calm*

greg yawned*

greg: hm?

greg: is should get back to work

i should*

*greg limped to their room*

greg: hm-?

greg: sure ^^ *they were fixing a small robot*

*their room was cluttered, filled with random inventions and machines*

Greg: welcome to my room

greg: try not to break anything

Greg just continued fixing the toy*

*does it for like a hour or so*

greg: finally, all fixed

greg calm*

*places it on a shelf*

Greg: oh- really?

greg: thanks ^^

*they gave a warm smile*

Greg: its nice having company

Greg yawned*

greg stood up after a bit*

greg: :D

greg: sorry for my room being a mess im not used to visitors lol

greg: ^^

Greg: wha-?

greg: sorry to disappoint but uh- im- n o t a d o g- ?

Greg: ? ? ?

Greg: uh theres a couch if you are tired of standing

*hehe photo nearby*

*greg vibing not noticing lol*

*hehe it was him and his roomate*

greg: Hm?

greg: aight

greg: ^^

*greg just played music*

greg: ^^

Greg: ?

greg: are you tired

greg: o o p

greg: :P

Greg: :D

greg calm*

*hehe*

*calm*

*hehe*

*yuh*

Greg: :D

greg: ^^

greg: huh-?

*blink*

*blnk*

*greg goes onto his bunk bed lol*

*hehe*

*calm*

kk

uhh cola)

greg looked up at them, crawling back a bit*

Greg shook his head, bleeding*

greg: t.. thank you *they started to patch themselves off*

Greg: pissed of t-the boss..

Greg: i.. denied building o-one of his blue prints..

Greg: it- wasnt beating-

*they shook their head, pointing at a gun rack*

*greg nodded* gregL he thought id d-die on the spot..

Greg: h-hes the boss though-

*they sighed a bit, still trying to find a excuse for it*

greg: wait n-no!

*they looked dead serious* Greg: theyll.. kill y-you..

greg: im not kidding-!

Greg: dont. p-please just- trust me-

greg let out a sigh of relief*

greg: WAIT-!

(its alright) *greg chased after, scared*

Drear: im busy, find some else to pester

drear: Did i stutter?

Drear: police? *they burst out laughing*

there were tons of guards*

*the whole facility started to flashed red, indicating the thousands of guards there are after them*

greg: chewie-? (hehe)

Greg: its hard to get references when you are about to die-

greg: this is exactly why i told you not to get involved

Greg thought before grabbing their hand and running*

greg: NO TIME-!

Greg ran to their room slamming the door and searching through the roofs cabinets*

Greg: i had a map of the exits somewhere-

*they eventually found it*

Greg: south west one

*greg nodded*

*a guard shadow could be seen*

*There was a confused grunt then they collapsed*

*they nodded*

*once they reached it a gun shot could be heard* (*valiant hero music*)

Greg: gh-

GReg: im fine- *their chest was shot again, but they tried to ignore it*

*a few guards*

*they all had ak's so thats not a good idea*

*the door finally opened*

*greg limped out*

Greg: thanks..

*they patched themselves up again, sighing a bit from relief*

Greg: indeed

( o o p - ) *they looked at the spear then them*

*they look at them both, trying to reach for their mask incase they were dangerous*

Greg: wait- lavender-?

Greg: i havent seen you in like- a year-

Greg: wha-?

*greg slowly went crawl away*

greg slowly nodded*