She rushes back to the office, and starts rifling through, re-writing a form, and filing the cargoes away as Aira brings the boxes.
After the first load, when she's looking over the manifests, she finally says, with a note of despair, "-- Okay. Now we can hire randos."
These had all been legit. She'd nearly ruined a barely boasted reputation, and risked irreparable damage to the entire operation, and for what? Barely any more insight than before.
She taps in the cheap finishing nails, quickly, one strike of the hammer covering one nail, precisely calculated, each one; more like a living nailgun than a breathing carpenter.
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Date: 2025-03-16 10:43 pm (UTC)After the first load, when she's looking over the manifests, she finally says, with a note of despair, "-- Okay. Now we can hire randos."
These had all been legit. She'd nearly ruined a barely boasted reputation, and risked irreparable damage to the entire operation, and for what? Barely any more insight than before.
She taps in the cheap finishing nails, quickly, one strike of the hammer covering one nail, precisely calculated, each one; more like a living nailgun than a breathing carpenter.