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Maya's... somewhat relieved, actually. She's survived her first few days as the Hotel's Orientation Officer, and not made a complete arse of herself too many times. It'd be nicer, you know, if she wasn't here any more, but that doesn't seem to be in the realm of possibility.
She's in the cafeteria now, enjoying a calming cup of the local coffee and skimming a newspaper. She's been keeping busy--she can keep herself up-to-date with the local news, if nothing else, and she really should see what it takes to access the city's libraries--and has managed to avoid too much down time, as of yet.
She absolutely has not been intentionally avoiding one certain Sam Tyler, if anyone should ask. Not at all. Except in the way that she's been devoting a not insignificant amount of energy to making sure they're never in the same room.
She's not doing anything at the moment, and probably wouldn't mind a conversational partner.
She's in the cafeteria now, enjoying a calming cup of the local coffee and skimming a newspaper. She's been keeping busy--she can keep herself up-to-date with the local news, if nothing else, and she really should see what it takes to access the city's libraries--and has managed to avoid too much down time, as of yet.
She absolutely has not been intentionally avoiding one certain Sam Tyler, if anyone should ask. Not at all. Except in the way that she's been devoting a not insignificant amount of energy to making sure they're never in the same room.
She's not doing anything at the moment, and probably wouldn't mind a conversational partner.