May 05, 2010 00:58
[ Sakura's booted up the program, and is tinkering around when she activates the video feed. Not intending to say anything just yet, she returns to her piles of multi-colored paperwork, brow furrowed in a mixture of extreme concentration and absolute irritation. In the background, there is a snorlax. Snoring, and relaxed. ]
The chartreuse IA-688-B, not the magenta. The chartreuse, the chartreuse, the chartreuse... Ah-ha! [ Sliding one form out from under several others, she grins. ] And... I've already filled you out. Maybe it really was the magenta IA-688-B?
[ She's back to frowning and shuffling papers, then stops to run her hands through her hair, growling. ]
Who invented this many forms just to get one book back? It's not theirs in the first place! [ Slamming her hands down, several forms flutter and try to fall off the counter. She turns to watch them fall, then disappears off screen to retrieve them. The snorlax snores. Standing back up with the forms in her hands, she finally notices the program is showing it's recording. (Or at least blinking at her helpfully.) This was very little like the massive computers back home. ]
Ah. Hi. This is recording, right? My name's Haruno Sakura. There doesn't happen to be someone who knows this whole paperwork maze a bit better than I do available to help right now, is there? I'd appreciate any guidance by now. I've filled out twenty-seven forms that ask the same sixteen things in ninety different ways, and if I have to stand in line one more time to hear I forgot something, or filled something out incorrectly -- [ she sighs, giving the camera a rueful smile despite being irritated. ] It's a lot of paperwork.
[ Picking up the pen to begin filling in the form, she tightens her grip a little too hard -- and ink shoots out the end, straight into her face. She stands there, eyebrow twitching, before she steps back from the counter she'd been writing on, tossing the pen back with an expression of unadulterated disgust. It bounces off the counter with the sheer force behind her toss and skyrockets back toward the snorlax, smacking into it's side. It snorts. ]
How the hell did they end up with this many defective pens?!
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