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Post by Lily Mathers on Sept 7, 2009 7:28:49 GMT -8
"You play the piano..." Lily repeated quietly. It was weird. She knew so much about Riv, yet she knew so little. "There's a piano in storage. I could arrange to have it taken out and put in the lounge for you."
((Two. Did you read Kyle's beach thing?))
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Post by Riv Hultor on Sept 7, 2009 7:33:33 GMT -8
"No that's okay you don't have to."
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Post by Lily Mathers on Sept 7, 2009 7:39:20 GMT -8
"No, no. It would be nice." Lily insisted with a smile. "I'd love to hear you play sometime."
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Post by Riv Hultor on Sept 7, 2009 7:40:54 GMT -8
"Okay.." he smiled "One second." he walked out the door.
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Post by Lily Mathers on Sept 7, 2009 8:00:17 GMT -8
"Alright." Lily answered as he left. Where is he going?, she wondered.
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Post by Jacques Mallet du Pan on Sept 7, 2009 8:01:18 GMT -8
((AAAAAAAW.))
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Post by Aiesha Lawrence on Sept 8, 2009 5:14:29 GMT -8
Aiesha stepped into the lobby and looked around in wonderment. She loved new places. And she loved thinking about how, although it was unfamiliar to her, someone else might see these things every day and not even notice it. A paper on the wall caught her eye and she read it.' Help wanted, eh?' She didn't think she was cut out for one of these counselors or anything, but a maid. She always kept everything nice and clean. Except her room, that was the exception. She turned and smiled at the receptionist, "You're the one I talk to for a job, yeah?"
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Post by Lily Mathers on Sept 8, 2009 6:20:50 GMT -8
"Yes I am." Lily said, looking over the girl's outfit. She didn't look very proffessional. "I need to know what job you're interested in, of course. Also your name, age and a resume if you have one."
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Post by Aiesha Lawrence on Sept 8, 2009 14:28:52 GMT -8
Aiesha clasped her hands in front of her. "My name is Aiesha Lawrence. I'm 23. I would like to be a maid, if that's cool." She fliped her hair to keep it out of her eyes, but-- much like Kat's-- it fell right back into place, creating a curtain of marroon over her right eye.
((So. Journalism is beating into me the need for details... So I'll probably get more and more detailed as the year progresses. XD Dun know if that's a good or bad quality in a role player.))
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Post by Lily Mathers on Sept 8, 2009 14:46:01 GMT -8
No resume. What is with people coming here for jobs without a resume? If she remembered correctly, Jacques and Torus were the only ones who had brought one. That shouldn't go overlooked. She'd talk to Daniel about it later. "A maid? That's good. I just sent a Mr. Hultor back to see Mr. Remmington, but it won't take too long. You can wait in here or you can go out in the courtyard. You're choice."
Lily typed Aiesha's information into the computer. She'd be accepted. They were all accepted for now.
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Post by Aiesha Lawrence on Sept 8, 2009 16:05:44 GMT -8
Aiesha swung her arms as she evaluated each option. She exhaled, "Well, I guess I'll stay here fer now." She took one of the waiting chairs along the wall, staring at the ceiling. She thought about whistling, but she didn't want to annoy the recepitionist.
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Post by Oliver (Kevin) Lee on Sept 8, 2009 16:11:25 GMT -8
An Asian boy with gel'd hair stepped into the Lobby. He sighed, rolled his eyes, and walked up to the receptionist's desk.
(((SORRY GUYS. If you don't like this character, I have an excuse ready.
I made this character, like... I think a year or two ago. I never got the chance to use him, so I thought instead of throwing him away, why don't I use him in RemCen?
...oh gott that sounds a bit weird.)))
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Post by Lily Mathers on Sept 8, 2009 16:31:14 GMT -8
Lily smiled up at the boy, "Hello, may I help you?" She didn't recognize him. At least she was pretty sure. There had been another asian boy about his height earlier... People were starting to become a blur.
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Post by Oliver (Kevin) Lee on Sept 8, 2009 16:47:37 GMT -8
((Kalea: who, me? I'm not asian.
me: *throws an eraser at Kal's head* so you're hapa or something. big diff.))
Oliver faced the receptionist without smiling. "Uh... Yes. Not that I'm a bum or anything, but... Are there any jobs available, and if possible, a place to stay? I saw the notice posted outside and was wondering if I could apply as butler or a counselor of some sort."
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Post by Lily Mathers on Sept 8, 2009 17:00:23 GMT -8
"Oh, okay." Is he even over 18?, "I'll need your name and age, please." Lily thought over which of the two jobs to give him. Were you alowed to have more than one butler? Was a butler a man-maid? If he was a butler, would he share a cabin with Jacques like the maids, or would he get his own? Safe way around all this would be to make him a counselor. Or better yet, just make Daniel deal with it. "And I'll also need your resume, if you have one."
((Remm moment there for Lily... "Omg what should I do? *long train of irrelovent thought*"))
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