[Sakaki had been running again, working off steam and trying her best to relax after the recent violence. Finishing her lap around the Castle, she finds a nice place in the shade to settle down with her journal and bottle of water.
Without a cloud in the sky to hold her attention, she was content to nature/people-watch instead, flapping her journal open in the grass beside her.]
...It is a very nice day, today.
To Lorne
I know you probably won't read this, but...I hope you are doing well.
Wherever you are.
[then, thinking about Caritas, and the other crazy things that have happened to her since she'd arrived here, something dawned on her. She truly was happiest when working. So...]
If anyone needs help with anything, please let me know.
I'm a good worker.
((ooc: open post, of course. Feel free to drop by outside, jot her a note, whatever. She's been cooped up since the whole Dr. Death thing.))