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"What Lies Beneath" by skutterbotched
If I have to fill out one more requisition request, I’m going to scream.” My sister seemed to crumble under the weight of leadership and red tape. She’d thrown herself over the ever-growing stack of forms and letters pleading for help. Her mane fell to cover both of her eyes, and she reminded me briefly of a Vacana. “Aerlliin, if this be too difficult for thee, might thee need a vacation?” I sat down, and this lowered me to the point of being unable to see her over the desk and paper that seemed to gain another ream, as if by magic. “I can’t just go, Amulatt. I haven’t even been on a mission myself in over a month because that Rift you and Ance made stuff go wonky all over Neopia.” She must have seen or heard me flinch. “Not that anyone blames you much anymore!” “That doth not settle mine heart, Liin.” I sighed, which sent a piece of paper flying. It returned to its stack of its own volition, determined to stay in the ‘In’ box. I wondered what charms Liin used to keep things so orderly, as every other desk I’d seen recently was so messy you could barely see the ink blotter. The sheet was marked ‘Urgent,’ and seemed to detail something Doe had done months ago.

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