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Artist: Tolerance - Song: Exotica - Word Count: 448
It had been a little bit since Kimitsuki had seen Hayden; at least to her it had. There was that time where they basically cuddled for an entire night, which was... interesting to say the least. Poor guy had to wake up to Kimitsuki in berserk state; while cute she wasn't too terribly interesting for him. However, things had gotten rather interesting when Kimitsuki was called to Hayden's office rather randomly; well, it wasn't exactly random, per se. She was given about a week's warning, in which, Kimitsuki could not help but freak out in manners that was only shown in how she was working; which was not much. Kimitsuki normally had issues simply sitting at her desk and taking care of paperwork and what else she may need to do as was given to her. Of course, it consisted a lot less of reports since Hayden requested/ordered her to stop writing reports about Mirja; which she was glad to do as it became a daily annoyance. Kimitsuki could normally handle herself when it came to her restlessness, however, today, well, that notion of "handling" it, had gone out the window as she could no longer handle it.
Kimitsuki groaned as she paced around the room in her Vastime Shifter form, uniform, sword, and all. The Demon girl truly could not keep herself from being worried about this. Normally, if Hayden had something to do with Kimitsuki he'd likely just send her a message or call her to his office in a way that didn't sound so formal. However, when she got this notification of being called to his office in one weeks time, she couldn't help but flip out and be worried about what may happen. Kimitsuki looked towards the clock in her room, looking at the time; and it was almost time for her to be there. Kimitsuki swallowed softly and fixed herself, grabbed her hat, putting it on of course, and then left her room; her heart pounding like that of a snare drum being beaten endlessly.
Kimitsuki sighed softly as she trudged through the hallways of Vastime, moving swiftly and without pause; not wanting to be late but also wishing to not go due to the unknown being present to her. The Danava swallowed softly as she continued to walk along, seemingly mindlessly, until she arrived at the door to Hayden's office. Her right hand slowly rose to the door, rapping her knuckles against the door; making a loud enough knocking sound before Kimitsuki presented herself in a manner that was hopefully adequate.
"Kimitsuki Yamamoto reporting as requested, sir. May I enter?"