Okashii strolled confidently into his new office and stood in the centre just looking aruond him in awe. He felt like a little kid in a candy shop that just realised he owned the candy shop - it was all his. He couldn't contain the grin that slowly split his face, spreading until he thought his face would break; he had worked hard (well, that was still debatible) to get to this position, and he was never letting it go. After he had stood like a complete idiot for who knows how long, Okashii finally walked over to the polished wood of his new desk, a slight sheen of wood polish still semared across the unblemished surface. He thought for a moment, looking at the stack of papers that had come with his new desk, and slowly turned away from them. It's my first day, he thought. I can always do them tomorrow - or later. With a spring in his step Okashii left the room to try and find his elusive vice-captain, if indeed he had a vice-captain at all. If he didn't, well it would be a complication, but an easy one to solve.
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