[center][h1][b][i][color=fff79a]Sunie Marks[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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	Sunie was about to say something and then the phone went dead, shaking her head she hung up and ran her fingers through her hair. Making a quick note about the payment and such so it was taken care of she then placed her books back beneath the counter. Taking a long breath she looked around the front area before pushing the curtain aside and looking into the back. She had something's to clean up now. She wasn't going to bother with getting in contact with Sana or Lola for that matter. It wouldn't have been a fruitless endeavor. Sana would have said it wasn't her mess, which it wasn't and bring Lola back would have only made things take longer than her doing it herself. She loved her sisters but they were a handful and she wondered at times if maybe she should start pushing them to find work elsewhere. It wasn't as if they weren't a help around the place but sometimes she had to wonder if it was really worth the trouble. 

	Stepping into the back she got to work on straightening up, having things out of place just made when she was working take even longer because she was either searching for something or moving something out of her way. Best to just get it over with. As she cleaned she knew she had to keep her sisters working there, and get on their training more. She wouldn't always be around and she needed to pass on her knowledge just like the knowledge had been passed on to her. Someone would have to take over for her one day otherwise the shop would just fade away. There were so few jobs these days and it was hard to make money, it was best to try to keep things going. 

	Flipping on one of her monitors she set it to breaking news and kept the signal going in the back while she worked. She figured it would be good enough to have some background noise and to see if anything was going on. If there were attacks or something happened that was violent chances were there would be a run on her shop from both sides wanting to amp up their current collection of protection. It tended to happen, people liked to panic, or at least have some excuse to get one more gun. She wasn't going to complain though, it keep her family housed and fed. Once the place was straightened up, she sat down and got to thinking about the blueprints she had been shown, how she was going to go about it, and how to start. Once an idea was in her mind, she got to work.