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Schuldig smirked to himself as he shredded the last paper. He didn't care what would happen when he was found out. Destroying all of this terrible stuff made him feel lighter. He could be grounded or starved, there was no way to get these corrupted files back.

He stood at about 5' 3" and weighed 150 pounds. Sure he wasn't a big or strong man, but he was smart. His eyes were a dark green and his skin milky white.

His fiery hair was pulled up into a high ponytail that swung down to his shoulders. He wore a simple button up white shirt and some black slacks.

He had no qualms about shredding his Master's important papers and he would tell the man up front if he asked.

Rex had just returned home form a very long and boring meeting that had had required his attendance as well as a few others of some silly matter that the royal magistrate had been feuding against some foreign ruler. Rex was now starting to get anxious to finish up some papers of negotiation over some trade rules and regulations, the exception and so many other loop holes he had fixed out and ready to finish up.

As he entered his home the bronze skinned male quickly pulled off a heavy coat and set it down on the arm of a random chair. He reached his gloved hands back and pulled the matching ribbon form his dark inky colored hair before shaking the mid-back length hair loose with a sigh of releasing some pent up frustration of the day. Finally being home gave him a nice relaxed feeling.

He started towards the room he had been working on his documents and slowly opened the door before stepping in and closing it before instantaneously locking it not wishing to be disturbed before turning around and setting his cold, gunmetal stair on the younger male before him giving him a questioning glance.

Schuldig jumped slightly as the door opened. But he was not afraid! Not... at all... He swallowed and gave the other an innocent grin.

"What's up? Had a good day?" He asked, going to stand in front of the shredder and keep the others mind off of himself.

Even though he was very proud of his work, he thought it might be better if he wasn't around when his Master found out. "I've just been in here doing... uhm office work." He grinned innocently.

OOC~Um Thought we were in a different time period like the 1700's?

Rex replied straight for ward as he started over to his desk,
"No. I have have a truly dreadful day." he said sounding agitated. "Office work huh?" he asked pulling out the wooden chair from behind the desk. "How many times is it now , that I have told you I don't want you doing anything in here?" he asked the question though it was a rhetorical one. He took his seat gracefully before setting up a vile of ink and filled a small fountain pen he used for signing.

OOC- Ok! I'll fix it!

Schuldig licked his lips. "Not too many times." He whispered and toed the ground.

"I was just helping." He muttered and fixed his belt. "You shouldn't get so up in arms every time I try to help you."

He huffed and made to leave the room. "Guess I'll go make dinner now." He mumbled.

Rex had already started to rummage through his desk not finding his papers where he knew he had left them. He looked up and tutted at him before setting his hands down on the wooden desk before him and stood up. "Not so fast there." He called before beckoning him over with two gloved, cream colored, fingers. He then crossed his arms looking the other over in a slightly analyzing glare. "Have you seen the papers I had set a side with the note that said 'don't touch?" he asked watching his body language carefully. Rex knew he set them on his desk and he knew not to many people could have moved them.

Schuldig stiffened, assuming a very careless look. "Nope. Why?" He glanced at the ripped papers. "What happened to them?" He looked as innocent as possible.

You could tell he wasn't quite so innocent, his shoulders hiked up and his body taught with fear.

Maybe shredding those papers wasn't so smart...

Rex sighed "All right where are they? I need them now." Rex said assuming he was playing a joke on him. Rex wasn't in any mood to be playing silly games. Now he wanted to get his work done and over with and turn in early. The way he saw it was the faster the better and this little snag was one thing that was definitely prolonging this. Rex came around to the front of the desk before the other as if waiting for him to reveal what he did with them.

Schuldig shuffled from one side to the other. "Uh well.." He cleared his throat and his eyes darted to the garbage once or twice. "I mean... I was just tidying up..."

He cleared his throat. "Oh! I'll be taking the trash out for you." He said and scurried over to the can. He needed to destroy the evidence! This had been a horrible idea!

Rex slowly followed his gaze over in that direction but at the mention of garbage his eyes sparked knowing he hardly used it. As the thought dawned on him he took on a look of slight shock. "Please... Tell me you didn't ruin them; did you?" He asked still in a start of dis-credibility.