[For Niko Leandros (and Robin Goodfellow)] All in a Day's Work

[cute_shinigami]

A typical morning in the office of the Shadow Angels. Coffee perking in the coffee maker, kettle on a hot plate simmering for those of the tea persuasion, box of donuts on the large common table in the middle of the room. And to the side of that table, half-eaten donut on a plate within arm's reach, Tsuzuki is seated. "Who was it said the world would end in paperwork?" Tsuzuki mutters, sorting through a stack of the previous nights "nothing to report" reports. "And what the hell are Weevils that someone wishes we had some running about?"

Looking for a ninja and a puck, though others of ye Shadow Angels are more than welcome to drop by.