Once she entered the HQ, Flonne would find the door to Prowl's office to be open. It was a little off to the side, but some brief wandering should reveal it to her soon enough.
If one had to describe the room in three words, it'd be gray, rectilinear, and desolate. Given time and proper supplies, he had organized all his material into carefully dated and labeled rows. His workplace was kept as colorless and sterile as a Level 4 Biosafety laboratory. He may as well have planned to use it as an operating room rather than a desk.
But as dreary and depressing as it looked from the outside, Prowl himself seemed perfectly content to sit in his orderly space. Everything was where it belonged and in control. Right now, he was fixed in front of a monitor, helping with whatever secondary tasks he had assigned himself.
i am so late to the party and i am sorry
If one had to describe the room in three words, it'd be gray, rectilinear, and desolate. Given time and proper supplies, he had organized all his material into carefully dated and labeled rows. His workplace was kept as colorless and sterile as a Level 4 Biosafety laboratory. He may as well have planned to use it as an operating room rather than a desk.
But as dreary and depressing as it looked from the outside, Prowl himself seemed perfectly content to sit in his orderly space. Everything was where it belonged and in control. Right now, he was fixed in front of a monitor, helping with whatever secondary tasks he had assigned himself.