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Sikozu is sitting cross-legged on a booth table, with several piles of paper around her. There are also several smallish origami stars she's been preoccupying herself with making littered around the area as well.
As always, her Security badge is pinned to her belt and mostly visible, should she be needed for any such services, despite how engrossed she appears to be in her task. She's not, really. At this point, she could fold them in her sleep.
As always, her Security badge is pinned to her belt and mostly visible, should she be needed for any such services, despite how engrossed she appears to be in her task. She's not, really. At this point, she could fold them in her sleep.