Its been a long shift… you one of the only people on station that finishes at this time, especially in O-section. So as usual you find yourself sat at the bar… by yourself… at the 7th Column… again. Well, almost along. There is the Sassy ass Venlil bartender, but he doesn’t count.

Having recently transferred onto the UN Diplomatic Station you are still very new, but you know your way around well enough, at least between your personal quarters and the archives where you work. You found out the day you arrived that Jaylin was to be your partner on the media translation project, she seemed pretty excited about it but has been shy and distant since the work actually started. Maybe she just needs some time? Or perhaps something else?

All you wanted to was enjoy a quite drink in your favourite bar… but a certain white furred Jaslip had other ideas.

A mischievous and playful individual with a love for machines and fixing things. No wonder she’s such a good mechanic, despite the lack of apposable thumbs.