Ideal mark - CLOSED
One of Delseneca’s duties working in the enrollment office was making I.D. cards for the new students. She actually liked that aspect of her job, she could pretty much make as many fake ones as she wanted, even deactivate some of the barcodes if she ever wanted to screw with a student or two, making it so hey couldn’t access certain buildings or pay for their meals. But that rarely happened, knowing if she did it too much, she’d be discovered. The printing machine had been down one of the days last week, which meant she had to hand deliver the cards, once it was fixed. The last one of the day was Iolana, who was interesting to say the least. But Delseneca was kind, helping her fill out her schedule so that none of her classes overlapped, showing her a map of where the classrooms were. Her job really made it easy to get to know the new students, figure out who would be the easiest to target.
Delseneca stood outside Iolana’s class, letting them file out. She spotted the woman, and approached her. “Iolana,” she said flagging her down. She doubted that she would remember her, which was usually preferable to the djinn. “Hey, I have your I.D. card, so you wont have to use the temporary any more,” she said. Delseneca reached into the large manila envelope, and pulled out the last card, handing it to her.
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