Numako Yamamizu
Cafeteria
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Immediately after getting back from the mission and the post-mission checkups she always had, Numako found herself in the cafeteria. Why? Well, so she could conveniently not be dragged into something if she was in the offices or somewhere else. Indeed, the Cafeteria was her own little palace. A safe space where she could laze about, eat snacks, and generally just not be bothered. It was also, all things considered, relatively quiet.

Just her, a plethora of snacks, the murmur of a few coworkers as background noise and s  l   e   e  p....

"Mngh...?" She couldn't help, but to pull her head up from where it had been buried in her arms as the background noise got louder, and she could pick out a few distinct words. New transfer, huh? Well, she wasn't sleeping now anyways, not with the new noise. Not to mention, the fact that she couldn't pass up the chance to mess with fresh blood, as one might say. She rested her chin on the palm of her hand, the other hand delivering the salty taste of potato chip to her mouth.

Might as well mix things up a bit, heh. Messing with the coffee machine twice in a row was just bad form.

Elvira would feel a cold breath on her neck as one of the nameless spirits would grab the folder that she had been holding, giving it a little yank, and sending it to the floor.