 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Was she a level six employee? Not at all. But she'd managed a glimpse at the memos and the promise of unidentified brooms had piqued her interest. She wasn't in Level seven for nothing. Flying instruments were of interest to her. So if these were mundane, she would absolutely be disappointed, but for now... at least she could have the excitement of exploration to confirm. Poking her head into the level six breakroom, she noticed an employee (Kingston) and all of the brooms lined up. Rose let herself further into the room, giving a nod of hello towards the employee as she moved closer towards the brooms.
"Has your department figured anything out about these guys yet?" She reached out to touch one, briefly wondering if she should just... hop on it and see how it flew. The flying carpet hadn't harmed her. Much. Could she be so lucky as the same outcome a second time? She glanced around as if waiting for her coworkers from Level seven to appear to remind her hopping on unidentified flying objects was a poor choice.
Which they were right. But where was the fun?
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