Marco's hands fly away from his omni-tool in pure guilt as soon as he heard Dun's voice, and he fixes a smile on his face as he's steered into some things that needed to be Cleaned. ]
Scrub this, don't call you ever, got it.
[ He drags the bucket over to the dirty wall and stares at it forlornly, then starts slowly scrubbing little tiny circles. The slower he works, the less other work he's going to get assigned, right?
He's sneaking looks over his shoulder at Dun, trying to keep his body angled so as to block the obvious orange glow as he pulls up his omni-tool again. ]
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Marco's hands fly away from his omni-tool in pure guilt as soon as he heard Dun's voice, and he fixes a smile on his face as he's steered into some things that needed to be Cleaned. ]
Scrub this, don't call you ever, got it.
[ He drags the bucket over to the dirty wall and stares at it forlornly, then starts slowly scrubbing little tiny circles. The slower he works, the less other work he's going to get assigned, right?
He's sneaking looks over his shoulder at Dun, trying to keep his body angled so as to block the obvious orange glow as he pulls up his omni-tool again. ]