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As to not piss off his supervisor entirely, Reno opted for a small prank — all the keys on Tseng's keyboard were glued down, rendering the device ineffective and ultimately broken, and all the regular light bulbs in the office were switched to the 'black-light' variety. Reno may or may not have also sprayed and splattered invisible ink in areas of the office to give the appearance of a certain substance.

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If there ever was a more dangerous day to be a Turk, Fools Day was it. Usually, on a day to day basis, there was an unspoken rule within the offices - no friendly fire would be permitted within the walls of the Investigative Sector of the General Affairs Department. On Fools Day, however, this rule was null and void - and so it was on the one day a year where a Turk wouldn't be punished for insubordination that Tseng, as Director, would inevitably have to dodge the most bullets, so to speak.

As it were, Tseng had already neatly side-stepped a bucket of water balancing precariously on the hinge of the entrance to the offices, disarmed the stink-bomb tied beneath his seat, and removed the whoopee cushion attached to it.

The suspicious white stains caused by the ominous glow of the newly-installed black lights overhead were, at the very least, not something that would deter any work from being done. The stuck keys on his keyboard, however ...

Tseng looked up from his attempts at logging in to his console - Elena was finishing up the final stages of her training, shadowing a mission in the sector 6 slums, Rude was present, at least - a possible suspect, but this didn't exactly scream his style.

Tseng's eyes fell to Reno. Relaxed posture, quiet focus on the terminal in front of him .. and there was the outlier. Quiet.

Rather than push the subject, Tseng instead began to start on the physical reports requiring his attention, signing and marking those that might need to be investigated further, those missions that could be retired ...

"Reno." Tseng doesn't look up from Rude's last mission report, pen quietly gliding across the paper. "Since my terminal is out of commission, I'll need you to handle the general affairs review for this afternoon. Heidegger will be expecting you at 3pm sharp."

#bitterarcs #i can just imagine the killing intent in the offices on april fools day lmao. there is no allies or friends. only targets and vengence-#ty for the ask !!! ive been low energy for the past week or so but ive been rotating this reply in my head for days hehe #( 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 ) inter department correspondence.

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