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Broomhandle45
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"...I'll stick around after, too," Kuki said, giving a polite bow before excusing herself. Mei...really seemed like she needed someone just to...be there, and Kuki would be that person.
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Jana didn't feel like herself lately, but she knew why. She just hadn't had the time to really focus on making herself feel better, some things came first. She wanted to see Mei, really badly...to make sure everything was going okay, but she couldn't leave this be either. Jana had spent enough time being lazy, they needed to lay this foundation immediately. They had already chosen some successful prospects to lead the regions, she'd take care of Red, Damien would handle Blue. Right now, Green wasn't causing a lot of problems yet...so they would focus on the key areas worth covering.
Her room was a makeshift place, a bed on the corner, a desk in the middle. They had to start from scratch, they had hastily made files from everyone who got recruited from Jana's little drive...but she just couldn't focus right now. She sighed, leaning back on her desk. She was healing well enough, the ache was gone...but it gave her no great pleasure to hear that he had escaped. Mei was probably beating herself up over it...she tapped a pen against her desk, eyes trailing lazily over the laptop. Emails about this or that...pledges of support...ugh. She just wasn't cut out for this, but she was forcing herself to be, for Mei's sake, if nothing else.
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Jana didn't feel like herself lately, but she knew why. She just hadn't had the time to really focus on making herself feel better, some things came first. She wanted to see Mei, really badly...to make sure everything was going okay, but she couldn't leave this be either. Jana had spent enough time being lazy, they needed to lay this foundation immediately. They had already chosen some successful prospects to lead the regions, she'd take care of Red, Damien would handle Blue. Right now, Green wasn't causing a lot of problems yet...so they would focus on the key areas worth covering.
Her room was a makeshift place, a bed on the corner, a desk in the middle. They had to start from scratch, they had hastily made files from everyone who got recruited from Jana's little drive...but she just couldn't focus right now. She sighed, leaning back on her desk. She was healing well enough, the ache was gone...but it gave her no great pleasure to hear that he had escaped. Mei was probably beating herself up over it...she tapped a pen against her desk, eyes trailing lazily over the laptop. Emails about this or that...pledges of support...ugh. She just wasn't cut out for this, but she was forcing herself to be, for Mei's sake, if nothing else.