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| What are you looking for at the Inn of Peace? |
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| Love <3 |
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| Friends and Friends *hugs* |
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| Chaos and destruction *evil grin* |
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| I don't know yet... |
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 Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 10:35 am
"Seventeen?" Skuld asked, jotting it down in her notes. She couldn't imagine owning a company, any at all, at her age. "So you had a...that is quite a long time," she said at last. "So, Eliwood, what do you hope to gain from your employment with the GMO? Oh, and do be honest...there's a reason Stella has me do the interviews."
Sosol emerged with a teapot and a pair of glasses, the three making their way to the table and resting near the two. Knowing that Skuld probably wouldn't appreciate the distraction, he simply waved and made his way upstairs. Azana was likely awake by now...
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 10:43 am
"Something to appease my workaholic tendencies. That and, well, I have many homes with quite expensive bills. No matter how much money I have, it will all sap dry in no time." He pulled a charming smile, looking over his glasses at Skuld. "Besides that, I heard that I would be working with you~ It would be a wonderful opportunity to get to know you better."
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 10:53 am
Skuld listened carefully, jotting down more notes but stopping at her own mention. She glanced up at him, her eyes narrow for a moment. He really means that... She thought to herself, grinning. "I am glad you think so. I look forward to it as well. Next question: what do you have to offer the GMO? In other words, what sort of skills do you possess that would be of use to us?"
Tyler walked into the Inn with a yawn, his messenger bag full. He looked over to MacPere and a very formal-looking Skuld. "Oh, hi there..." He said before making his way to drop off the fruits of his labor in Max's room.
Skuld chuckled as she watched him walk by before glancing back to Eliwood. She picked up the pot her brother had made and poured herself a cup, offering some to the redhead. For someone who had never done this before, he seemed to be a natural.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 11:03 am
Offering a wave to Tyler, MacPere laughed to the question. "I have years of experience in dealing with accounting and finance, administrative tasks, though most photocopiers do like to mess me around a little, and, of course, funding." He nodded to the offer of tea. "Also, I can be very persuasive when it comes down to such moments..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 11:13 am
Skuld poured him a cup, taking in his answer. "Part of that seems a bit contradictory," she said, her tone even and calm. "You expressed concern about your income running low and yet you offer funding..." She gave a small "gotcha" smile before taking a sip to cover it.
It wasn't hard to find which room Max had made herself at home in...one simply had to follow the music. It seemed Joan Jett was the choice of the day, and he knocked at the door.
"Special delivery," he said, hoping she could hear him over the rock and roll...
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 11:17 am
"Hah, indeed... Maybe I exaggerate on the state of income, but I've always been cautious with money. Maybe I should sell some of my estates... Or hand them over to the GMO as outposts..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 11:26 am
"You would have to speak to Miss Stella about such transactions," Skuld told him, jotting down more in her notes. "You come to us with some excellent references, Eliwood, though there has been one or two concerns concerning your tendency to understate your capabilities or speak poorly of yourself. I do hope these will not interfere..." She took a sip, her gaze drifting over to the small case. It had been ages since she had looked over the placement tests...and she wasn't looking forward to subjecting him to them, either.
The door opened a crack, and a hand shot out, taking the back into the room before promptly closing again.
Tyler recoiled in surprise at the sudden movement, finding himself with a door shut in his face. "You're welcome," he said bitterly, turning to find something else to do.
"Thank you, Ty~!" Max called from the other side of the door, eager to look over what he had picked up.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 11:30 am
"Hah, I'll try my utmost, solely for you~" He tossed her a wink and sipped at his tea, following her gaze with a blink. A quaint little case... Probably papers or such within.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 11:36 am
Skuld smiled. "Before I continue, I must ask if you have any questions concerning the GMO, its protocols, methods, testing, or otherwise..." She was required to ask, it was true, but she was also stalling for time. Now that she worked directly under Stella, there was no need for re-tests, but she knew just the presence of the materials here would be tempting for some of the other operatives. Azana, she knew, was due for re-testing later that year...September, if memory served.
Tyler stopped in the hallway, turning back toward Max's door and knocking again. "Can I talk to you...?" He asked.
"Door's unlocked!" Max shouted back over her music, biting on her lip as she squinted over a couple small parts. The box came first...accessories meant nothing if the system didn't work to its fullest.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 11:41 am
Quiet in thought for a moment, he shook his head. "Hm... No. No, I don't think so." He finished off the tea and set the cup into its saucer. "Is there anything I should know?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 11:50 am
"You can always ask later if things come up," Skuld reassured him, refreshing his cup. "As for things you should know...the GMO is not as stable as this district. Some of the older agents do not like the direction Stella is taking us, and as a result, may not take well to your employment unless I can find some positive results in your placement tests." Her eyes narrowed, remembering how Stella herself had to come to her defense when she was their target...
Elitist sons of-- She shook her head at the thought. "However, this had no effect on your status as a member of the GMO. We will take care of any office politics."
Tyler walked in, surprised to see Max sitting cross-legged on the floor in a tank top and shorts, her hair extremely short in a shade of brown. "I always wondered what it actually looked like," he commented with a chuckle.
Max glared back at him. "Say one word to them, and--"
"I thought you trusted me more than that," he answered shortly, taking a seat nearby. "Remy's system?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 11:57 am
"Mm, you always have those not wanting change. It isn't a matter, though. I've always found myself able to ignore such people. With a chainsaw..."
He drummed his fingers against the table and smiled. "So, 'positive' results? Hm... Tests aren't too gruelling, are they?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 12:12 pm
Skuld chuckled. "Off the record, Eliwood...I am sure that anyone who tries anything will meet with unfortunate circumstances." It wouldn't be difficult, either...he was connected to some of the higher-ranking and higher-powered agents in the area, not to mention the chairwoman herself.
"I knew you would ask about the tests. I brought with me the most basic field testing kit, probably the easiest we have. It will not take long, and simply checks for any GMO level of talent in each of the four dimensions. We're still in development of hybridized testing; Stella seems to think we have been neglecting some potential hybrid agents."
"M-hm! And it looks like you did even better than usual...thank you. I don't wanna charge Remy too much, ya know?" She set down what she was working on, taking a drink from her water bottle. "I'm sorry I turn into a hermit with this, but I can't be seen like this," she said, rubbing the short hair on her head in emphasis.
"You really got it for him, don't you?" He asked with a smirk, leaning on the back of the chair. "You'll have to show him sooner or later, if you're serious about it."
"I know, I know! It's just...that's how people see me. I like being seen that way."
"I honestly don't think it matters." Tyler looked at her over his glasses. "You're Max Mouse, through and through. If Remy likes you, he'll like you. Even without the wigs."
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 12:16 pm
"Ah, I see... I'll try and understand what that precisely means, but if I seem a little bit off, don't mind me."
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 12:24 pm
"Azana is probably the best example. Until her first bout with Stella, she was slated to be classified with a Wand ranking...however, under such pressure, her psychic talents became apparent, which forced a new hybrid ranking to be created. She cannot be the only hybrid in our organization, and we intend to ensure that no one else will slip through the cracks. But enough storytelling...let's start with this."
She reached into the case, pulling out a test a few pages long and a pencil. "Sword Test One. I assume you've taken standardized testing...the whole 'completely fill in the bubble, make your mark heavy and dark' speech."
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