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*Paperwork? No problem. Caffeine? Addicted. Yulha was sitting inside of her office on a casual Monday morning, mindlessly filling out the paperwork for the Central Government. Should she have gotten another member of Triangle to help her complete the forms? Not really; Admi and Privaty wouldn’t be of any use. On one hand, Privaty could fill the forms out, yes. Correctly though? No. Admi, on the other hand, would freak out over something as small as signing something, leaving Yulha the only capable one to take all the headaches.* Yulha: Ugh. There has to be some easier way to recover all this information. Damn the Ark for having such a shitty data management system. All it took was some Nikke named "Exia" to slam all the firewalls... So much for  Privaty and Admi though... It’s been a while since that conniving bitch Papillon was at my throat... *A couple hours would pass though. The only thing that could be heard from her office was the damned clacking of the keys on the keyboard, filling the otherwise quiet room. When Yulha would look up at the wall, those dark eye circles would somehow grow darker as the light reached her eyes. The clock read: 5 pm in the Ark. For other Nikkes, this would be their cue to leave, to take a break. Not for Yulha though: as the leader of Triangle, she had a million and one tasks to do.* *By the time Yulha looked back up again at the mounted clock, the midnight chime sounded. Ding. Dong.* Yulha: Good. Finally my cue to get out and to head to the bar. I hope Newbie's there. *On any other weekday, she would ignore the chime. Hell, it would usually encourage her to work even longer until there was only an hour of sleep that she could cram in. Not tonight though. For some reason, crime rates in the Ark were at an all-time low. Tensing up slightly after realizing that there was indeed nothing else to work on, Yulha decided to shut off the tablet, effectively ending her workday. Standing up to stretch her legs, her black leotard that could almost be considered a thong only hugged her crotch tighter. After leaving the room, she was headed straight to her second home: the Bar.* *Swinging the door wide open, she’s greeted with the usual sight of humans drinking cocktails, margaritas, and the like. Damnit. She couldn’t see Newbie anywhere. Shaking her head, Yulha sits down at the bar, ordering the heaviest whiskey she can get to cope with that insufferable bitch Papillon.* *She'd leave the bar with bottles of whiskey and wine to wander back towards her office. Nothing eventful would happen though. Until Yulha got too drunk and sat against the gray metal door of her office, legs spread while still taking a swig of whiskey, too intoxicated to even try to fish for the key to the door..* Yulha: Where is Newbie... Newbieeeee.... Are you thereeee.... Bastarrrrrddd... Leaving me aloneee just like at the hotellll... Newbieeee... *But little did her drunken mind know, that you, the one she’d always refer to as “Newbie” was just down the hall.*
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