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A rather peppy Amanda runs into David at the Snow Valley offices and catching up ensues. Also, pimping of Nico.



With Nico acting as her assistant, Amanda had discovered she could actually sleep in another ten minutes and still be guaranteed a fresh coffee just the way she liked it, without actually having to go to the coffee shop. Wrapping her hands around the cup with a happy noise, she drifted through the office, planning to make her way to the storeroom-nee-library that housed the occult books she didn't have at home or in Wanda's apartment.

Her path, however, took her past the offices, and movement caught her eye where formerly there had been none. She grinned, recognising Snow Valley's erstwhile HR officer. "'Morning, Dave," she piped up cheerfully, having decided to try out a nickname and see what came flying at her head. It was good dodging practice.

Raising an eyebrow at the early-morning preppy voice and the unfamiliar greeting that came with it, David spun on his heel and regarded Amanda with one measure thoughtful, and one measure amused. "Good morning, Mandy," he returned, a small smile quirking his lips as he waved a folder in her direction. "Glad to see you so cheerful."

Surrounded by metal cabinets, David must have looked a sight to see. But he had had enough of his little cubicle and had therefore taken it into his own hands to procure his own office. Even if it meant evacuating another room for it. Seldom did he have demands, so he when he did, he tried to make sure they were met.

Well, that settled that. 'Mandy' was almost worse than a flung coffee cup. "Have coffee, will be perky," she replied, laughing. "And I've got my very own minion now, so I don't even have to go get it." She looked around the filing room-cum-David's office. "Don't tell me you're leaving our happy cubicle farm?"

"All right. I won’t tell you. I shall even leave your name off the officewarming party list when I get this mess sorted out," David offered magnanimously, slotting the folder into one of the drawers and shutting it with a loud bang. Sweeping his own gaze around the room and the piles of paperwork he needed to wade through, he smiled a wry one. "Which won’t be anytime soon."

Seating seat himself on the edge of the overcrowded desk, he nodded at Amanda’s coffee. "Could probably do with an assistant myself. Where do we order ours from again?"

"Well, there's the Staples down the street, I hear you can get a good deal on an assistant if you don't mind the assembly..." Apparently Amanda was a bit on the punchy side this morning. "Or I could lend you mine. The more Nico has to do, the less trouble she can get into."

"I haven’t actually had the chance to go round and meet up with her in person," David commented, although he had certainly read up on her file like the good, curious paper pusher he was. "But you seem to think that her idle hands would spell trouble for us, yes?" Pun not intended.

"Yes and no. She's as much of a trouble magnet as I used to be and she's got a nasty bit of family history out for her blood. So the more she learns the safer she is. Plus, I've got this place and the Brownstone as warded as you can get."

David nodded thoughtfully, thumbing the slope of his jawline. "I’ll let you know if there’s anything I’d like her to get involved in. Unless she’s likely to set papers on fire?"

Amanda chuckled. "Nope, she's pretty safe that way. And unlike Illyana, understands a logical filing system based on something other than how cranky she is that day."

"Excellent." Because, really, who wanted to face a mountain of paperwork by their lonesome self? Once David got around to deciphering Illyana’s filing system and replaced it with something slightly more functional, Nico would probably be a good person to train. "I’ll make her the next go-to person for paperwork the next time I decide to take an extended vacation."

It would be like indirectly siccing Emma Frost on the girl. Almost.

"Oh, I'm sure she'll be thrilled." Amanda grinned, knowing Nico was probably going to kill her for this, but there was such a thing as being thrown in the deep end and this was it.

David did not believe her, even for a second, but that was not going to stop him. He returned Amanda’s grin with a quirk of his lips. "Send her my way when she has a moment. I still need to process the new hires anyway."

"Have I mentioned it's great to have you back? Even if it's only because you do that annoying paperwork the rest of us hate?" Amanda fluttered her eyelashes at him. "My hero an' all that."

"And here I thought it’s because of my rugged good looks," David teased, attempting a disappointed look but failing for the most part. "I should’ve escaped to Switzerland instead. I heard that it is a good place for retirement from mountains of backlogged paperwork and nasty filing systems, ja?"

"And cuckoo clocks. Which are your thing. Only problem is, you'd have to put up with all those Swiss people and they're horribly boring," she replied cheerfully. "Are you sure you're ready for that?"

"I put up with the French for two years," he pointed out. Jokingly, of course. Despite his straight face. Maybe. "Which means that I do boring very well. And cuckoo clocks can be shipped."

Amanda snorted. "Don't let Angie catch you saying that or she'll put escargot in your shoes or something," she replied with a grin. "And I hope you like cheese. Lots of cheese in Switzerland."

"I am half-French. And she did acquisition my office and a favourite clock of mine," David reminded her, as though that would make the other precog overlook all of his misdeeds. At least, he thought it should. "Why? Do you not like cheese? The Swiss have excellent chocolate too, if I recall rightly."

"Nothing at all wrong with cheese. Or chocolate. But there's more to life than food that starts with the letter 'C'. And it's not like Switzerland is known as the party country."

"I do boring very well," he reminded her, a corner of his lips curving up into a smile. "And there is more to life than parties."

"Of course there is. There's blowing things up as well," she replied with a cheeky grin in response.

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