((Yeah I'm a jerk for vanished, lets hope this will make up for it. hope it's not too bad))
V is for victim He could
"Mai, " he said, voice full of disdain. "Stop playing the victim here. I pay you to make my tea." The aforementioned brunette hmphed and went out of her way to stomp every step out of his office and across his lobby to his desk that he graciously let her use to lounge and do what she pitifully called homework.
He gave a long suffering sigh then smirked to himself looking at the steaming cut of tea on his desk.
Well, at least his suffering had some some sort of pay off. .
Mia thought she was the victim. He scoffed. Did she have any idea how much crap he took from her? How long suffering he was? Even his own best friend and mento gave him problems about hiring her..well at first Lin hadn't been happy about working with a Japanese girl who had caused him bodily harm, but he'd dropped the topic quickly enough when Naru had asked him if he'd prefer a pink haired British import to be on the team on a permanent basis.
When Madoka has ribbed him for hiring an uneducated, inexperienced Japanese highschool girl. Well he'd simply told her that he didn't feel he need to answer that. While it hadn't shut her up it had merely made her change tactics an decided to start inventing cases for her to assist him on, or for spot reviews of his office. He saw threw all that of course and knew it was so she could watch how he acted with Mai and report it back to Luella. Those two were worse than two old hens clucking in a yard.
He sighed deeply. He was the victim. He was the long suffering party. He brought his tea to his lips and relaxed as he breathed in it's heavenly scent. Taking a long sip he almost gagged.
Salt.
AGAIN.
"MAI!" He sputtered..it was now war. He could hear her laughter from behind his door and he gritted his teeth and began to plan.