Ummmm...[Ivy pauses to consider that] Well, I know they're a big company in that dumb H-shaped space ship up there. And they're run by Handsome Jack, who's a huge jerk. [she shrugs] That's about it.
The thing about Hyperion as a company, and this has been true since even before Jack took over, is that it's not a place where you can... stand out without making a lot of enemies. It's a ruthless environment. Especially so these days.
[Ivy blinks at that] Of course I am, silly! [she leans forward and bit and boops his nose] It's much more fun having you here! And Victor definitely thinks so, too. And Pengy! Selena doesn't care much about anything, and I think Butch thinks you're alright, but I bet after this, he'll be really impressed!
[Ivy looks rather pleased by that agreement] Absolutely. [she glances at the clock] Anyway, I figured I'd come get you because it's just about time for dinner. And we can't be late!
[Dinner that evening is similar to always, though Edward does get a bit more attention than normal, Ivy urging him to tell the story again, Oswald and Butch throwing in a couple choice moments from their perspective.
And, as a surprise, the meal is finished off with dessert: a slice of rich chocolate cake for everyone. Sugar, much less chocolate, is very hard to come by out here, so the fact that he not only has it, but managed to make a cake of it, speaks to the expense.]
no subject
How much do you know about Hyperion?
no subject
no subject
The thing about Hyperion as a company, and this has been true since even before Jack took over, is that it's not a place where you can... stand out without making a lot of enemies. It's a ruthless environment. Especially so these days.
So, basically, you stand out, you die.
no subject
How are you supposed to get anything done there?
no subject
I mean. The fatality rate's pretty high there right now, these days. What... with Jack and all.
no subject
That's....crazy. Like, wow? [Ivy wrinkles her nose] Good thing you got outta there.
no subject
Yeah. Good thing.
no subject
no subject
You're sure about that phrasing?
[since when has he been fun ever]
no subject
no subject
[Edward looks so confused right now. Did she just boop him.]
I'll... just take your word for it. I've never really considered myself particularly... fun.
no subject
no subject
...That's good, right?
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
[But he does look vaguely amused.]
no subject
no subject
Yes, very well. Let's be on our way, then.
no subject
And, as a surprise, the meal is finished off with dessert: a slice of rich chocolate cake for everyone. Sugar, much less chocolate, is very hard to come by out here, so the fact that he not only has it, but managed to make a cake of it, speaks to the expense.]