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Post by Daxior on May 15, 2015 0:57:08 GMT
Dax walked the streets of Radiant Garden, man... There was so many shops and he held so little money. What did he spend all his Organization earned money? Oh... Yeah... slinkies... tons of slinkies... Well, crap, now he didn't have enough for any sweets or fuel any other sort of addiction.
He gave a sigh, not really trying to look at any of the shops he passed by. The temptation.. Was just too tempting to bring on tears. However, one particular shop caught his eye... was... That... Hiring sign? No, way... A grin formed on his face, it was almost like fate was calling out to him. Quickly he looked himself up and down, his white clothing had bit standish... But they were clean and neat, good maybe he was just cleaned up to get himself hired? He had skills, he... Didn't remember any of them.. But surely he could read minds and learn them from other employees?
He quickly combed his blonde hair back, it popping right back into its curly puppy-like place, something he really didn't notice. Then walked right in, the place... First thing that had hit him was warm sweet smell, so it was a cafe of sorts? He looked around at the odd directions, a collector ehh? Maybe one who liked certain things for certain reasons? He really didn't notice the world they were from, but they were quite exquisite maybe he could bring up various worlds to the owner?
He was approached by a waitress, who offered him a table, he shook his head at the offering. Then spoke softly to the waitress, "Can I speak to the manager or owner about possible employment?" he asked her kindly, quickly scanning her mind for basics of the establishment. maybe this would give him a heads up? Sadly all he found was the owner liked changing the decorations, information, and was talented at making tea. This was not at all useful... Though.. maybe he could offer bit of Organization secrets for hirement? Nothing too much? Aylxx would kill him...
He gave a sweet nod to the lady after she gave him the information he asked her, then headed toward the direction of the face in her memory. A man with white hair, red eyes, and a unique clothing taste. Maybe his own clothing tastes would match this man's? They were both unique and different? He gave a slight bow to the man, "Hello good sir. I must acquire you about help wanted advertisement. Is there a possible place for me in your establishment?" He gave the man the best professional looks he could, maybe this would help raise the opinion? Hopefully his smile certainly looked human enough, maybe he should practice again in the mirror...
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Post by CALCIFER ROMINOFF on May 21, 2015 1:26:11 GMT
Paperwork, Paperwork, Paperwork. The only part about this teashop that he would never ever like, was the paperwork involved in keeping it. He sat at one of the tables within his shop with a tall mug of tea. His back was to the corner wall in his favorite booth and the entire table was covered in stock white papers.
Every time a customer would step in he would look up and check to see if it was a regular, or if it was someone new. He always remembered faces.
Then the bell rang and a new face stepped into the shop. Normally after seeing the person's face he would have looked away, but this time something caught his eye. He watched carefully as the man spoke to one of his waitresses softly and kindly before glancing around the shop. At which point Calcifer turned back to his work and began signing his name in the correct spots.
Of course the young man came walking in his direction. He did want Calcifer. Interesting. Was this about information? Or a deal? Or was it about the job sign on the window?
He waited until the man was close enough and then turned to him as he began speaking. "Hello good sir. I must acquire you about help wanted advertisement. Is there a possible place for me in your establishment?" Yep, it was about a job. Calcifier carried his eyes from the man's face to his feet. Interesting clothes. adorable hair. lovely eyes. Enchanting smile. A small grin formed on his lips and he offered the seat across from him.
"Please sit down. I have a little time to spare. Did you know what kind of job you were looking at doing?"
Honestly Cal needed another Drink maker. He only had two and that was a pain on them to have to be in every day, switching off, morning and evening and Cal on the days they were sick or off. | [attr="class","iconb"] [attr="class","iconimage"] [attr="class","iconh"] DaxiorNOTES: So... Yeah, new template? Maybe? I'm just trying it out. Sorry this post took so long to finish. |
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Post by Daxior on May 21, 2015 18:11:48 GMT
A small grin filled the owner's face, well this was certainly a good start. He must obviously liked something about him, though as a Nobody what did he really know about somebodies? From there he asked him to sit down, which Dax gladly did so, then began interviewing him. It started with the typical question of "what kind of job you were looking for", which Dax replied with "Why I will be willing to accept any job really, just anything to fill those poor pockets of mine with a little spending change" he was honest, always has been the honest sort of man.
Why he couldn't exactly read this guy's mind, seeing as he was hiring him and well you never know what sorts of somebodies lurked in Radiant Garden, it was always best to play cautious. Especially if you planned to work at an establishment, you absolutely never knew. He only did so with the waitress because, what are the chances of some waitress having mind power? Why those with mind power usually focus on gaining control of establishment, maybe he too could look into that? Nope, he had more important things to worry about. Maybe world domination with his friend? Just too bad really.
He waited for a few second waiting for the next question, he quickly debating on asking his own questions. Though seeing as he hasn't exactly done this before, maybe it was best to play it cool? Just wait it out, see what the other fellow here does. At same time, he was the curious sort. Maybe it was his competitive side getting the better of him, wanting to know more information than his friend, Aylxx. Maybe it was simply curiosity? "I heard you were quite into decorations, have any favorites?" he dared to ask. considering the past decorations he saw, as bonus to the ones he sees now... The man probably had favorite set, that would maybe give him better information on which worlds he would be interested to know about.
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Post by CALCIFER ROMINOFF on May 22, 2015 6:08:30 GMT
Once the other sat down in front of him Cal listened to his response. "Why I will be willing to accept any job really, just anything to fill those poor pockets of mine with a little spending change" Well, it would have been more marketable if he had know exactly what he wanted for a job. Especially since he needed decisive kind of people. This was a tea shop after all. You needed to know what other people liked.
But then he asked about Calcifer's love of decorations. Intriguing. He glanced briefly at the girl he'd seen him speak to just moments before. There was no responsive expression to go along with this. But he wondered just how much the girl would have told this man. While the decorations was common knowledge, Calcifer was a wary man. If his employees were giving out information he didn't need out, then he would have to dispose of them in ways that weren't as... appropriate then just firing them.
"Interesting question." He said turning his gaze back onto the new comer. "Flattering as well. You have quite a smooth tongue there. I do rather enjoy all of the decorations that I put out." Giving out information of himself was a strict no no. If people found out how fickle he was by word of mouth, that could lead to some serious backfiring. He knew he was fickle, especially with his desires and favorites. Thats why he loved how easily Vincent fired his secretaries. He would always get new ones and there would be someone new for him to enjoy. There were even a few times he conveniently got some of the secretaries fired on purpose simply because he was bored of them.
Of course he couldn't allow his employees to know just how fickle he was. He's made it a point to not fire his employees whenever they do something he doesn't like, but if they were giving out information about him....
Anyway. He smiled then said, "I seem to have inconveniently forgotten to ask you your name. If the silly waitresses hasn't already told you, my name is Calcifer. I have a position open, it is being a drink maker. I really hope you know your way around teas and drink accents. If not then you can be taught."
Then he paused and glanced down at his pieces of papers, looking at the percentages. He was also in need of information keepers. But those were hard to come by. People that he could actually trust to get him information, not keep it from him or use it against him. Or even share it with other people.
"Of course. I would like to know if you have any other skills and abilities that you can offer the tea shop." | [attr="class","iconb"] [attr="class","iconimage"] |
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Post by Daxior on May 22, 2015 7:20:03 GMT
So he enjoyed them all? Well, wasn't that quite nice? Why he enjoyed all of slinkies as well as all the sandwiches he made. Though he was getting more of an Aylxx vibe from this guy then typical "enjoy it all", as if there was more to the smile and story. Why he was sure there was, always was, not that he really cared. He was just here for the money, and nothing else, all other earning were not that important.
Continuing on their little interview conversation he brought up his name, and exactly what sort of job he would hire Daxior as. Drinks? Teas? Accents? That, seemed a bit challenging then the typical sandwich midnight snack... This was for the slinkies... He can do this. "Why, if you are willing, I would happily be willing to work around teas and drink accents. I do indeed require training, and look forward to giving my best." He paused listening as his future boss continued asking about other "skills" or "abilities" he could offer.
He must have been referencing toward the little information transfers that the waitress had in her mind. This began to make him wonder just how much information the guy gathered normally, and how quickly. maybe he knew something on human heartless, or even more things? Why maybe, he should himself give the guy a whirl, maybe he could learn something that Aylxx didn't already... maybe get to win a few points to his own little game competition.
What he could offer this man, Why his best of his services of course! With such a winning touch of expertise. "If you would like, I am bit of a sandwich expertise. Could easily make quick high class sandwiches."
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Post by CALCIFER ROMINOFF on May 22, 2015 11:08:18 GMT
Requires training huh? Well that was alright. He'd probably train the kid himself. He was quite interesting to Cal. Something about this mysterious person made him wonder. Speaking of which, he still hadn't gotten his name. It wouldn't do to hire someone without a name. Names were important. Names revealed so much about you. Now if only he could get this guy to say his name.
"Sandwiches you say? Perhaps you should make me one and I'll consider putting it on the menu. After you tell me your name of course. You seemed to have inconveniently forgotten."
Calcifer was a man of information. Everything he learned was taught to him by Vincent. Everything he knew was an application that Vincent had given to him. It would only be a matter of time before he knew his own secrets. One that Vincent didn't even know. But that would come later he knew. Come with experience and expectations.
"After all," He said passively. "I can't really hire someone without a name, now can I? Its bad for the rep." It was a joke of course. One that was accompanied by a smile. | [attr="class","iconb"] [attr="class","iconimage"] |
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Post by Daxior on May 22, 2015 18:38:22 GMT
Name? How silly of him forgetting such a thing, his smile brighten with slight red of humiliation. the guy began continuing humiliating him even worst than before, man he really did screw up this time didn't he? The thought of those new slinkies must have clouded his judgement, Aylxx would probably give him an earful by this simple screwed action.
He rubbed the back of his head with his right hand, a reaction he did when he knew he screwed up giving out correct information. "Haha, Daxior, so rude of me. Was just nervous, this is actually the first real job I've applied for." He again made another nervous laugh, pure innocent silly joy written on his face.
He lowered his hand and grew a little more serious, though still hold joking "I messed up" tone. "When should I start?" He hoped it was right now, not like he had any missions or anything going on at the castle. There was that girl, but she tad bit slow and boring for Dax, at least sometimes. He preferred to get out once and while, plus the slinkies... All about the slinkies and the sandwiches, more money to spend.
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