Sabine Wren (
seriesofbaddecisions) wrote2020-01-01 10:17 am
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Room 210- Wednesday afternoon
Sabine didn't really care about the new year itself, but the timing had synced up nicely with general boredom and just getting sick of her hair color. As of this morning it was now mostly lavender with a little bit of pink underneath that showed up now and then, which she felt better about. She'd needed the change.
But since the boredom was still there, she had laid some tarps down and was spending the afternoon adding to her bright pink desk. She'd made a stamp in the shape of a bird foot a while back, but today was a day for dipping it in black paint and making up a little path for an imaginary bird's tracks all over her desk. Including the sides. Sure, it wasn't realistic, but it was artistic license. It was a callback to a few different things, and one of them hurt a little, but it felt like the thing to do.
And if she didn't like it, she could always paint over it again.
[Open door, open post. I am bored out of my mind.]
But since the boredom was still there, she had laid some tarps down and was spending the afternoon adding to her bright pink desk. She'd made a stamp in the shape of a bird foot a while back, but today was a day for dipping it in black paint and making up a little path for an imaginary bird's tracks all over her desk. Including the sides. Sure, it wasn't realistic, but it was artistic license. It was a callback to a few different things, and one of them hurt a little, but it felt like the thing to do.
And if she didn't like it, she could always paint over it again.
[Open door, open post. I am bored out of my mind.]

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Nina didn't want to ruin whatever Sabine was doing, after all.
Sugar was pastries and hot chocolates.
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The hot chocolate was not particularly divine, but it was good, just... Nina.
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She was kind of curious if there'd be another question before Nina told her the reason for the visit.
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"I have to admit that I agree with it being time to do something new," she said and, not wanting to intrude on Sabine or Astrid's beds, settled herself primly on the floor. Chairs? Psh. Chairs. "But I can't imagine changing my hair colour because I was bored!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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"You've never wanted to change your appearance just for something new?"
...Asked the girl who also dyed her eyebrows.
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Nina considered her hot chocolate.
"Well, like, with my work anyway," she said.
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... Nina.
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"And that relates to work how?"
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So. Spy.
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"Okay, I get the hot chocolate analogy now," she said. "Really?"
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As a once and future revel, she was curious.
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Which was pretty impressive for a girl who, a year and a half ago, didn't know what a camera was.
"Mostly, though, what I 'do' is everything??????????????"
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"That's the first time I've gotten that as a response!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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"I'm not good at working with a team," she admitted. "I've never learned to work with a team, not really?????????????? My brother gets mad at me for it."
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"We haven't, like, made any big production out of it?????????????" she said. looking down. "It seemed, like, weird to be all 'oh, I'm adopted now' to everyone.............."
So... no.
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And she could even get over her own weird family stuff to mean that.
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“It’s, like, no big deal, really,” though it was, “but thank you!!!!!!!!!!!! You..... you’re the first peer I’ve told..........”
Vette had been... already hardly around then, which made her anxious if she thought too long about it.
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