"And what is it that you're doing, Saïx?" asked the pale-skinned man as he went through the doorway, holding a rather thick book with both hands.
"Writing up a report, sir." stated the diviner as he continued to write, not bothering to see who it was at first, but curiosity got the best of him.
Vexen gave a small nod, "Is that all?"
Saïx just nodded his head in return, but this time, there was no reply.
The scientist looked around for a moment, noting how little furniture was there to be comfortable on, and he remembered Luxord's warning about the diviner: he kills, even if the person is in the Organization. He even had proof.
So the scholar decided to do one thing: Walk over towards Saïx, and dumped himself on what little space was there.
VII looked over towards the Chilly Academic, brows raised in confusion, "What are you doing..?" asked the berserker as he wondered why, but decided to move to the otherside enough so that Vexen wouldn't be a bloody sandwich.
"Making myself comfortable," stated Vexen as he took his glasses out, and wore it. He then opened the book, back to the page he read since last night, "It's more comfortable than the laboratory's experiment table."
And then Vexen used Saïx's arm as a pillow, since he decided to slouch while reading—it was always a bad habit for him, but the ice manipulator didn't mind.
".. I see." With that said, the diviner sighed, just shrugging off the fact that the scientist decided to lean on his shoulder.
Well, at least Vexen was brave enough to talk to him, unlike the others.
Note; Fanart inspired this.
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