Topic: How not to be a secratary.

Kina Kitty

Date: 2005-08-24 13:02 EST
The morning started well enough, but then how could it not when you wake up next to someone you love. After a very pleasent good morning cuddle the catling finally slipped from the sheets and dressed rather sedately for her, in a long dark colored skirt and a white silk blouse with ruffles at the sleeves and collar. Today she was going to help Antonio with his paperwork just like she had promised.

That was probably her first mistake of the day. The unfamiliar clothes were itchy and uncomfortable. All through breakfast she kept fidigting with the ruffles, trying not to get them in the eggs, in the milk jug, or any of a hundred other places where they might get dirty.

After breakfast it was on to Antonio's office. The large room was rather busy despite the early hour with people dashing here and there between the many desks. The catling smiled and nodded politely to each one that she passed making her way to the largest desk in the room, the one with the shadowboxed pawprints sitting on it.

There she perched carefully on the edge of the desk and waited for Antonio and instructions.

Kina Kitty

Date: 2005-08-25 12:37 EST
Sitting down was her second mistake of the day. No sooner did she do that than a man came over to her all in a rush talking a mile a minute and seeming very agitated.

"You are late! Come, come we need to get these lists coppied!" the man babbled on and on about lists and deadlines as he herded the catling across the room to another desk. "You sit there like a good secratary should and start on those" he motioned to a large stack of papers.

Kina began to suspect that the man might just be a little bit drunk when he kept making excuses to stumble around the desk "To check on progress" each time finding some excuse to touch her in the process. That he had much the same look as a giant red eyed sandpuffer really didn't help manners.

Sand puffers were really quite ugly creatures, they could not help it. They lived in the deepest parts of the wastelands back home. Their eyes were all red and puffy because of constant irritation form sun and sand. So one might imagine the shudder that rippled through the catling as sandpuffer eyes leaned in once again just before lunch, this time slurring out "Yer Beautiful" before trying to kiss her!

Not so casually. in a seemingly flustered yet deliberate fashion the catling flailed out a hand looking for something to fling at the man. Her hand just happened to come across the inkwell. Once secure in hand the inkwell was flung at the mans chest spattering ink across desktop, man, and catling alike.

A low growl and Kina was turning and heading from the room. Puffer eyes was following her tossing out angry insults, and threatening to see that she was punished if she did not return to finish the work. The catling paused at the base of the spiral stairs, and gave the man a long look.

As drunk and out of sorts as he was, the man realised something at that moment. This was no secratary. Paleing and turning greenish quite dramatically he scurried away, to where the catling did not care as she was headed up the stairs to the nursery.