Punica Granatum Pearl's Links
"Punica? Well, he isn't the brightest one out of the bunch. He's relatively quiet; I always see him sticking to The Director or in his office. I took a peek into it, by the way. Disorganized. But hey, who am I to judge?! I do the same! Whenever he gets to guide us around instead of Niamh, though, he's plentiful. Too excited. Suck-up? Mehhh. Not sure. Either way, he seems cheerful you know? Wait 'till you meet him to form a solid opinion."
"One of the students. Pawn. A couple hundred years old. Classified file, disappearance cleared."
"Oh, it's Mister Punica! Hello, Mister Punica. How's all of that big work doing? I'm very sorry. I hope you get a break soon! I don't speak with him much, he's always doing work in his office."
Confusion, a lot of confusion. Punica was told the transfers that came from Seiche were terrible people and tried to hurt him. Yet, why does it not feel that way...? Bio cannot help but bring a sense of familiarity in his coding that hasn't been sparked since long ago.