Orologeria Sindacato
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- Posted: Sat, 21 Apr 2012 21:34:49 +0000

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...Moxie Pilote...

Sigh. Here we are at the new job. Moxie sat in her over-sized leather rolling chair in her rather lavish new office as Dean of Students. She had taught before, but this was her first time being offered a supervising position, so of course, she jumped at the opportunity. She had heard rumors and gossip about the "amazing new school being built" but it couldn't even compare to her mental images...it was so much more. This place truly was exhilerating, which made her feel a tad panicked and nervous about having to run things in real time. Out of nervousness, she erected her posture, and straightened things on the shiny lacquered desk before her. She took a few deep breaths for calming measures before murmuring to herself, "Breathe. You can do this." And with that, she pushed her slight form away from the desk, left the comfort of her plush chair and exited her office, moving down the hall towards the main entrance with even, stacatto steps.






