Climpy 2: Rise of Climpy | Mahavir + Abel

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Despite sheer number of visitors, Mahavir wasn’t being completely bombarded with requests, so he still went about the car doing his work, whatever precisely that may have been. He was clearing some fresh old letters out of the desk chair when he realized someone was approaching. Immediately he stood straight, one of the letters slipping from his hands in his haste.

“Ah… yes! Can I help you with something?”

Abel Lazarus

“Sorry. I won’t bother you long or anything.” Ah. His element. At work he often signs for the packages so it almost feels exactly like he’s just doing part of his job. You know. Except he’s not talking to that one cute FedEx guy-

Anyway.

“I was just wondering if you had any office supplies I could use. I mostly need a paper clip- if possible but anything would be nice.” Please. Let him collect office supplies. He wants them so bad.

He thinks about snitching on Jack but I’m personally going to wait on that until I know how things go with Jack so it’s not done yet.

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Abel Lazarus

“I assure you it’s no issue! I’m only here to help Passengers, after all!”

Abel Lazarus “I was just wondering if you had any office supplies I could use. I mostly need a paper clip-

“Paper clips… Surely there are some somewhere. One moment, please.”

Being at the desk, he swiftly checked those drawers first, but nothing he saw there alleviated his frown. Stamps, envelopes, pens.

“Perhaps there’s…” He gave Abel a brief nod of acknowledgement in case it looked like Mahavir was abandoning him, then hurried over to some of the cubbies. He perused the labels on the small boxes.

“Occasionally there will be one addressed to me, so that would be our only other chance…”

Abel Lazarus

Abel knows the nod and it’s effective. He does however lean on the desk just a little to be nosy. Not super far or anything- he can easily back up once Mahavir comes back without him noticing too much- but he likes to See.

He really wants a paper clip to be in a box here. He needs the wire. He desperately needs wire. If he thinks about how much he needs this will it be in the box? He can hope. And start praying. He does pray right here. Not for long or anything but he does cross himself as he finishes in typical catholic fashion.

“I don’t mean to be any trouble.” Except he does. Keep looking. Don’t take this as permission to stop.

He is WILLING that paper clip to be IN that box.

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Abel Lazarus

While completely unaware of the praying, Mahavir could certainly hear.

“No, no, of course not! This is, um, a bit more work than I’m used to seeing all at once, but that hardly means I get to ignore any of you.”

On his tippy-toes, he finally reached for a small box, double-checked the label, and pulled it down to tug open. Inside was… tinder, mostly, and a few books of stamps, loosely held together…

He swiftly tugged the small paper clip off the stack of books to offer Abel.

“There! Will this do? I can keep looking if you need a different size…!”

Abel Lazarus

“No- No- This is good!” And. For the first time (im pretty sure) he gives a Full Genuine smile to someone.

“Thank you. This will help a lot.” He didn’t need anything else, so he’s likely to bow out now- but. Hold on. “And- If you need some help, I can help with smaller tasks.” He’d love work to do. Please put him to work. Please. He’s begging. “I know I’m not exactly… Authorized or anything but I’m quite good at many tasks and you’re having to look after us and do your job. I know how hard that can be. Not that I think you couldn’t manage, but a little help can be nice.”

Please. Please he’s a workaholic.

“Especially since I’ve noticed Jack rudely opening and crumpling letters over there.” Oh yeah he snitched. Sorry Jack.

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Abel Lazarus

“Ah, all right…!” Mahavir was clearly happy to help, even if putting smiles on people’s faces wasn’t exactly in his job description.

Abel Lazarus “And- If you need some help, I can help with smaller tasks.”

“Well, I would have to recommend taking care of your own business first, particularly if you all plan to move on together…?” He wasn’t sure exactly, but that seemed likely. “But I’d be happy to have a hand after that, if you’re still interested.”

Since it was already right in front of him, he went ahead and took a pinch of tinder and… put it in his mouth. C-cronch?

Abel Lazarus “Especially since I’ve noticed Jack rudely opening and crumpling letters over there.”

“Wh-what?!” He hurried to look and oh… Ohh… That… was definitely the kind of person who was going to threaten him if he tried to step in. But all those wadded-up letters…

Mahavir’s hair sputtered slightly with his cough before he dusted his clothes off and stood as tall as he could. “Thank you for letting me know. I will see to that immediately.”

Or at least see to the discarded envelopes immediately. As to preventing more, he’d, uh, have to see what condition he was in at that point. But he would do his best.

Abel Lazarus

“Certainly- I’ll find my letter first and I’ll definitely return to help.” Regardless of his emotional state after the letter honestly. Work is probably the only thing he’d confidently think would help him.

~~But for now the letter is in limbo because Marius isn’t my blorbo and the letter is being written For me.~~

He will take his leave now though. To look for the letter and do whatever he needs before coming back for work. He’s. Excited to work. Get a hobby buddy.

“If Jack is… a problem let me know. I already talked to him but he doesn’t seem to learn.” The Call. Is Quite Literally. Coming from Inside The House. Also what Exactly are you going to do pray tell? Fight him? While injured? Get Real Abel.

But either way- with that he turns to leave the conversation and look for his letter.