Patrolling (: The Disappearing Girl | | Swooping Bowtruckle Blaise wandered his way amongst the levels, hands behind his back and eyes watching. Gabe had sent him up here to start patrolling and looking around as his assignment for now, until he got something better. He adjusted his pin on his pocket that noted he was in security, just in case anyone were to think he was lying.
The waiting area for Accidents and Catastrophes was pretty nice. He had been here to visit his father a few years back. Styled differently, he liked it better this way. More modern, more inviting.
Hopefully, he wouldn't be questioned too much as to what he was doing.
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