What Century was up to over the last six years.
There was the quite shuffling of paper and the sound of a
keyboard being put to use. This was the normal sound in the record�s department at Miskatonic University. Century had
managed to work her way up here from the mail room over the last six years. Now she was second to the lead of the
department and in another year or two she might get that
position as well. Most questioned how she was able to rise to her current position so quickly and others knew how. It�s was easy to raise to her current position with a lot of �hard work� and all the �late nights� she was more than willing to do. It was an easy job though and even with working at that university she still felt the need to do more work.
After her and the doc went their separate ways she got
a part time job working on the weekends at an occult
bookstore, which she lived above. The store owner owned the entire building and lived across the hall from her small
apartment. He gave here a discount on her rent for her
working there and it enabled him to go out of town when
needed since she could watch the store and he could stay
open longer in the evenings since most of the folks that walkedhru the door only had free-time in the evenings. Even though it didn�t pay much she kept to herself mostly unless a cute guy caught her eye.
Century kept in touch with Kevin on occasion, but neveractively sought him out to chat. It was usually when the two crossed paths on campus. She and Nolen got together once every other week or so to discuss what was going on and such.
So here she was in one of the back rooms going over
the payment records for the last year including the current
semester. Every year for the last three years she would pick asection of the department and make sure it was all organized
and a copy of it was on the computer. The first year it was the student grades (she had found a couple of errors there, failing grades on classes that students never took or from students that had transferred or dropped the class). The year after that it was the student records themselves. Before they had been ordered by year then by name. She changed that. Now it was completely by name. Much easier to find a person when you don�t have to guess which year they attended classes. That and she compared the records to the computer�s to ensure that the computer records were up to date. This year�s goal was suggested by /Margaret/ the head of the record�s department. She was going thru and making sure that the student fees were up to date and to make sure that any and all refund checks were sent out to the students. So far shehad come across six for the last year. It was a simple matter to write a letter to the finance department with the now more than likely expired check for them to reissue and get sent to the former students after a quick financial check was done.
Looking down at the file she had out she typed the
name into thecomputer and pulled up the student file.
Seeing no errors she placed it into the done pile. As she
reached for another one she felt a strange feeling go thru her
body. A sense of something being wrong. At first it was subtle, but as she stopped to ponder the source it grew worse. The need to know was overwhelming, so she set the student folder she was on aside and stepped outside. Once she was outside she could see what had caused the feeling. One of her special gifts allowing her to see the large beacon on the other side of the campus where the dorms were. At that point she began to hear the sirens.
EYES:BROWN
HAIR:BROWN
HEIGHT: 5'5"
WEIGHT: 140LBS
-Dad's side of the family lives in Rhode Island.
-Mom's side lives in Maine
-Attended St John's Preparatory school
-Moved out of home at 18 and a year later her parents moved to Boston
