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sorry about my lack of post. my job has me workigng 9 and 10 hour shifts and i am just flipping exhausted. i will attempt tonight, if not, tomorrow. i appreciate your patience.
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Devika was a bit stunned to hear a knock on the door. Hadn't Roxy said there would be no visitors? She wasn't quite ready for that yet. But then, the door opened and the heat of Roxy's anger hit her like a brick. She felt it bubble under her skin, and had to take a few steps away. She'd never felt anything like that before. Anger, sure, but this ran deeper, almost a rage. Who in the world was out there? Part of Devika wanted to know, but the most of her wanted to go away, away, away from Roxy's anger.
"Take your time." She murmured when Roxy said it wouldn't take long. Hopefully it could, to give Devika time to recover. She sat right there in the plastic waiting chair, and started to do her calming meditations. She was not going to get caught off guard again.
"Take your time." She murmured when Roxy said it wouldn't take long. Hopefully it could, to give Devika time to recover. She sat right there in the plastic waiting chair, and started to do her calming meditations. She was not going to get caught off guard again.
Kass is going to get utterly fascinated with human tech. And literature, once she finishes Harry Potter.
Kassandra pulled herself away from the book about the orphan boy, when Kathy started to speak again. "Take a picture? What does that mean?" But then she turned to Hiro, who was holding a tiny, shiny device in his hands. And to her shock, on that device was a miniature her. Just there, like the smallest portrait ever!
"A tiny painting! But how is this possible?" Hands and face were pressed to the wall as she peered through for a better look. "That's me! But when did you have time to do that?" She was immediately fascinated as Hiro poked the device and showed her another tiny portrait in a different look. They all had to have been done around the same time.
"Yes, it's alright, I suppose. But how does that work? How did you do that? I want to know." The book was suddenly forgotten for a time. What was this marvelous thing?
"A tiny painting! But how is this possible?" Hands and face were pressed to the wall as she peered through for a better look. "That's me! But when did you have time to do that?" She was immediately fascinated as Hiro poked the device and showed her another tiny portrait in a different look. They all had to have been done around the same time.
"Yes, it's alright, I suppose. But how does that work? How did you do that? I want to know." The book was suddenly forgotten for a time. What was this marvelous thing?
I added a few lines to have his shift pass.
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That would work. He does like going down to the beach.
I can't write as long as you can. Also I had no idea what to do with Brendan, as following strangers on their hunt instead of working would get him fired.
Kassandra stared openly as the girl opened her eyes, looked around, and seemed to be having the start of some kind of panic attack.
"Easy, easy -"
And then the girl screamed. It was so raw, so wrought with emotion that it actually scared Kassy a little bit. She hoped no one was nearby to hear it, because they would have thought she was murdering this poor, scared maid. But why was she scared? And what was a hotel?
"Please, calm down!" She went to the scared girl, very gently laying her hands on both shoulders. She had no idea what was happening, but her first instinct was to help. "I'm sorry, I must have woken you from some nightmare. You don't look well." Indeed the girl didn't. She seemed sick with fear for some reason.
"Take a few deep breaths. Then watch the bubbles rise." She spoke in a calm, hopefully soothing voice. After all, this is what she was going to the King's School for. To learn how to help people in bad situations. "Just deep breaths." Was this working at all? "Please, miss, can you tell me your name, and your clan? If you stay here, I'll gladly go get them for you. It seems to me that you have a need for a soft, comfortable place. Not here. Will you be alright if I go and find someone to help you?"
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"No table? That's fine." Brendan couldn't help but overhear the conversation about the missing friend. "If you need it, Guest services is on the bottom floor. They can also be on the lookout for this missing person. We wouldn't want an incident, after all."
Imagine that, some tourist going missing on their watch and never returning. The hotel could be sunk from all the bad publicity. "And the police at 999. If it comes to that. I wish you the best of luck." He decided he was being nosy enough, and wandered off toward the kitchen area. Usually they laid out a few plates for early morning workers, and he was hungry despite breakfast.
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The rest of his shift passed without major incident, and Brendan walked himself down to a slice of beach that the tourists didn't know about. He sat there, nursing a soda, and thought about his future. Sometimes he felt like he didn't have one, despite all the hard work he did. His father was always after him to find a path, like his sister, and try as he might he hadn't yet. The waves rolled in and out, and he shut his eyes, hoping to take a nap on the warm sand.
"Easy, easy -"
And then the girl screamed. It was so raw, so wrought with emotion that it actually scared Kassy a little bit. She hoped no one was nearby to hear it, because they would have thought she was murdering this poor, scared maid. But why was she scared? And what was a hotel?
"Please, calm down!" She went to the scared girl, very gently laying her hands on both shoulders. She had no idea what was happening, but her first instinct was to help. "I'm sorry, I must have woken you from some nightmare. You don't look well." Indeed the girl didn't. She seemed sick with fear for some reason.
"Take a few deep breaths. Then watch the bubbles rise." She spoke in a calm, hopefully soothing voice. After all, this is what she was going to the King's School for. To learn how to help people in bad situations. "Just deep breaths." Was this working at all? "Please, miss, can you tell me your name, and your clan? If you stay here, I'll gladly go get them for you. It seems to me that you have a need for a soft, comfortable place. Not here. Will you be alright if I go and find someone to help you?"
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"No table? That's fine." Brendan couldn't help but overhear the conversation about the missing friend. "If you need it, Guest services is on the bottom floor. They can also be on the lookout for this missing person. We wouldn't want an incident, after all."
Imagine that, some tourist going missing on their watch and never returning. The hotel could be sunk from all the bad publicity. "And the police at 999. If it comes to that. I wish you the best of luck." He decided he was being nosy enough, and wandered off toward the kitchen area. Usually they laid out a few plates for early morning workers, and he was hungry despite breakfast.
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The rest of his shift passed without major incident, and Brendan walked himself down to a slice of beach that the tourists didn't know about. He sat there, nursing a soda, and thought about his future. Sometimes he felt like he didn't have one, despite all the hard work he did. His father was always after him to find a path, like his sister, and try as he might he hadn't yet. The waves rolled in and out, and he shut his eyes, hoping to take a nap on the warm sand.
Not a problem, I completely understand. Please take your time.
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