She slouched in her seat, rubbing her eyes tiredly. It was one in the morning, according to the clock on the wall next to her. She was exhausted; five straight hours of work can do that to a girl.
But she...had...done it.
It was perfect in every way.
It sat on her workstation and glittered like the perfect jewel that it was.
A thin smile wound its way across her lips, and for a person who didn't smile all that much, it looked pretty darn good.
She stood and picked her treasure up, sliding it between her hands. After hours of struggle and confusion...she had created her masterpiece.
The door slid open, and in came Dark Ace. She wondered if he ever slept. She yawned, politely covering her mouth with her free hand. "Eveni-...Morning."
"Master, one of the Talons told me you were still awake. What were you...Oh. Finally figured that thing out, eh?" It was his turn to grin in that shark-like manner of his. She held her creation up and let it wink in the dim light.
"Took me long enough," she mumbled.
"Well, you can't really be expected to be good at everything," he said.
"Neither can you," she fired back.
"Still...five hours..."
"Worth it, though. You are dismissed, Dark Ace."
"Of course, Master."
He bowed, then departed, leaving her to clean up the workstation. She grinned one last time at the perfect little item on her desk.
Perhaps buying that beading kit hadn't been such a bad idea after all.
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A/N: Cyclonis beading amuses me.