Kakita Tsuki
Crane Clan
The delicate illusions that get us through life can stand only so much strain
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Post by Kakita Tsuki on Jan 18, 2018 20:55:08 GMT -5
The soft, almost imperceptible clacking of keys echoed out into computer lab, which seemed to be occupied by a lone woman with a stack of files at her side and a scanner that quietly beeped every time a sheet was set into it. Tsuki had been here for some time now, quickly signing in to the lab and taking use of one of the few more productive rooms to work. It helped that she had stated it was for student council business. Apparently that can get you some results pretty quickly but it certainly didn't make her job any easier. With the Rookle account made and linked to server for safety, she had opted to first make organization for future files. It would likely need some expanding later, but for now a base format was fine and would help everyone out. The hard part was scanning in all the documents they could simply keep on file, or making a new and editable version when it was called for. That was a pain to do since not every document could even be used as a template for other forms, especially if one required a word document as opposed to a spread sheet.
Tsuki leaned back in her seat and let out a small yawn. A thought of time passed her mind, her blue eyes glancing down at the little clock on the screen. She winced slightly seeing how long she had been at it already and especially because of how much more she had to do. She pondered why it had to be so much paperwork when technology had clearly been around for so long? Didn't they know it would make their lives a little bit easier? The pale skinned woman sighed and sat back forward, adjusting her dress and position on the seat before her fingers fell back down to the keyboard and mouse once more.
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