[ The man standing crew will prevail... For now, Yesod hesitates, as if to adjust to unexpectedly hearing both sides of the argument being acknowledged. He recovers soon enough, however, to voice his retort. ]
I'm honestly surprised to hear that from you. Do you think it's realistic for you to show up in every department every single time an accident occurs? You, the man who spends the whole day incessantly watching employees die through that shiny monitor of yours? I take it that you are only saying this because you're inexperienced and are still clinging onto the vague sense of goodwill, manager. Such shallow sympathy does no good in the corporation, so I urge you to be rid of it.
[ Abruptly, the scene changes, the point of view shifts, and Yuwon will find himself in the Information Department. Before him stands a young man in the middle of cajoling him to relent on a certain matter for which no exceptions should be made. Of course it's none other than James, so the memory supplies with a mix of exasperation and concern. His mental corruption level has exceeded the permitted threshold — according to the rules, he shouldn't enter Abnormality containment units in this state. ]
"I know, I know. Just this once, please? You know what happens if I fail to finish the assigned work regime! Besides, you know how Sally went in at 82% one time and came out fine? And I'm only at 81%! Please?"
[ James goes about his pleading in a rather theatrical manner, clasping his hands together in front of him, eyes wide. ]
"Come on, what are friends for? Act so strict and the employees will end up isolating you. It'll be so lonely." [ A pause for dramatic effect, maintained for a few seconds. ] "Just kidding! Even if all the employees were to hate you, I'll still be your playmate!"
[ It isn't the first time that James has made such requests — by now, he must expect that they will be granted, rule violations of this sort excused as minor, harmless. But is that really the case in this instance? Is it safe to give in? ]
🤝 ME TOO i must revive
I'm honestly surprised to hear that from you. Do you think it's realistic for you to show up in every department every single time an accident occurs? You, the man who spends the whole day incessantly watching employees die through that shiny monitor of yours? I take it that you are only saying this because you're inexperienced and are still clinging onto the vague sense of goodwill, manager. Such shallow sympathy does no good in the corporation, so I urge you to be rid of it.
[ Abruptly, the scene changes, the point of view shifts, and Yuwon will find himself in the Information Department. Before him stands a young man in the middle of cajoling him to relent on a certain matter for which no exceptions should be made. Of course it's none other than James, so the memory supplies with a mix of exasperation and concern. His mental corruption level has exceeded the permitted threshold — according to the rules, he shouldn't enter Abnormality containment units in this state. ]
"I know, I know. Just this once, please? You know what happens if I fail to finish the assigned work regime! Besides, you know how Sally went in at 82% one time and came out fine? And I'm only at 81%! Please?"
[ James goes about his pleading in a rather theatrical manner, clasping his hands together in front of him, eyes wide. ]
"Come on, what are friends for? Act so strict and the employees will end up isolating you. It'll be so lonely." [ A pause for dramatic effect, maintained for a few seconds. ] "Just kidding! Even if all the employees were to hate you, I'll still be your playmate!"
[ It isn't the first time that James has made such requests — by now, he must expect that they will be granted, rule violations of this sort excused as minor, harmless. But is that really the case in this instance? Is it safe to give in? ]