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Down on one knee, Gretchen collected the papers that fallen, then looked up at Kiki as she jotted down whatever it was she'd felt the need to report.

She tapped the papers into neat order as she stood and placed them on the stake, then turned and smiled sweetly at the other girl. "Would you like me to bring that to Mark? I'm heading that way now. I could deliver it for ya."

The Death trainee was unphased. "I have to pass his office, I could leave it with him on my way to deliver the rest of these files."

Smiling pleasantly still, Gretchen retrieved her stake of papers, and then moved back towards Kiki, one slim hand extended out beneath the pile she was supporting.

"Oh, I'll be sure they make it to the proper authorities." The Death trainee knew better than most just how prevalent the camera situation was on the island. She took the papers Kiki handed over. "You have a nice day as well, Sugar."

With that, she'd go on her merry way.

It wasn't until she had cleared the hall, and disappeared into one of the less used spare offices that she'd dropped the sweet routine and dropped the file the other trainee had given her directly into a trash bin.

(I musssssst admit, I'm impresssssssed.)

Thank you.

That was exactly where Kiki's write-ups deserved to be, as far as Gretchen was concerned.