March 19 [Video]

[morecowbell]

[The video turns on and up pops an image of a blond girl who is adjusting the angel of her device. She peers into it for a moment looking slightly agitated. Finally she speaks]

I have recently come to discover that no one here takes Discover or MasterCard or Visa or any type of plastic even if it is gold, sapphire or platinum. It would have been nice if someone pointed this out to me before I got thrown out of the luxury condominiums. [Someone (read: Gai) may have pointed it out but she was probably not listening]

I’ve been informed that in order to stay there or anywhere where the kitchen and living room aren’t also part of the bedroom, I have to either partner with someone and move to Death City Heights or get a … job… [She gingerly touches her forehead as if she was telling someone extremely bad news like they had a terminal illness]

If the generous people of …Death City [She was still having trouble adjusting to the death theme here] would be kind enough to tell me if anyone is hiring or possibly recommend some work I might be able to do I would appreciate it.

There’s some stipulations of course, no jobs with too much physical labor, no jobs including or related to animals and no jobs that might have any unpleasant odors including but not limited to formaldehyde, gasoline and of course foul body odor.

As far a partnering goes, I’m a Weapon, a scimitar to be precise so I might be looking for a Meister, preferably one that can cook... [By now she’s slouched down in her chair and resting her chin on the desk with a miserable look on her face] I suppose that’s all for now.

Comments

[Video]

[morecowbell]

...How long is long, over half a day? And would you perhaps consider a trial run? Like an internship.

[Video]

[dead_black_eyes]

You'd have potential access to sensitive information. I can't say yes without some kind of commitment.

Why don't you look for a job as a hostess or something? This doesn't seem like your kind of work.

[morecowbell]

[going to just assume Nanami's will all be video while L's is audio so you don't have to keep changing it]

I see. What is it exactly that you do, if I might ask?

Professor Stein has already suggested a sort of Host Club which I am considering. I will take a closer look at the employment board in the morning.

[dead_black_eyes]

[Sounds good and reasonable!]

I can't say more about it without a commitment. And definitely not over the open networks.

It was a good interview, I'll let you know.

[morecowbell]

[=D, Oh L, you'd be missing out, she's got a discerning tongue and would only buy the best sweets in the city]

EH? Wait, hold on a minute, that was an interview? Don't you even want to even see if I have a good handshake? [Those were important, right?]

[dead_black_eyes]

[He trusts his own tastes, but if she ever learns how to bake, he'd be glad to give her honest feedback.]

The position is filled. Thank you for your interest, and good luck with the host club.

[morecowbell]

Ah... oh... that was fast. Thanks anyway, I guess.

/threadjack -private

[nauticalnightmare]

you knoww
if youre seriously lookin for someone to do that stuff an that human aint right for it
i kind a need a fuckin job too

[Audio] private

[dead_black_eyes]

[That is a fantastic instinct for discretion, Eridan. Color L impressed.]

Let's talk. Come see me at my office in the DOGS headquarters. At the front desk, ask for Eraldo Coil; they'll know who you're talking about.

Arrive at 2:47 AM tomorrow.

private

[nauticalnightmare]

finally someone wwith decent fuckin hours
ill be there

private

[dead_black_eyes]

Bring coffee. I take cream and eight sugars.

[OOC: Do you want to action log it from here? :D ]