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Shun cast a glance to the side as he heard the ranger in the neighboring booth throw his recruitment pitch at Chel. And quite frankly, he hoped that would have worked, but he knew that it would take more to shake the girl off of his back. And sure enough, it didn't really draw her attention. The Detective had no idea if she was even all that interested in getting a job in the first place... assuming she was unemployed. He had no idea. And he didn't really care to know for the most part either.

"He has a point, though," he commented, "Besides, I doubt you would last long on the force. You could go check on the trees all day instead."

Nevermind that there wasn't really quite as much danger in Ashdown than where he had come from.

"I see no case of poaching here," he stated, glancing at Finn once again.

Jeremiah just let out a huff of breath at Preacher's apparent approval of his choice in partners. Not that she would have even been aware of the fact that it was something of a long time thing within Ashdown that they had already been together.

Except they hadn't.

Not until now.

"There's plenty of businesses around here. Just remember that you're not going to want to take anything long term because if you get moved over to dispatch that's going to be full time." His lips twitched again at the mention of the booth, eyes going to both Sergeant Kuroda and Chel. Finn clearly looked like he was pitching the Forest Rangers.

"The new sergeant is watching it for a bit along with some of the other officers." Lips were pressed to a thin line briefly. "I didn't pick them." Worst to hear his own thoughts echoed by a young woman.

Chris got a wave from Jeremiah from where he was and a short nod (because obviously he would be over that way shortly as that was where Algie was).

Wil just sort of rubberized when the ball hit him and now as Nasir attemped to get him upright he was smiling and making a concerted effort to put his legs back under him and stand.

"I'm good. Promise.. just surprised me.." Maybe he was a little high. MAYBE. It was always a possibility.

He may have also smelled faintly aromatic.

Temperance was given a grin when he was finally standing again, as well as a bobbling nod of acknowledgment. "Nice throw though."

She had been hopeful when she heard about the job fair. There was a chance she may find a better job than she had now that could possibly help support her enough that she could pursue other activities. So, Juniper was meticulously moving through the booths scoping out what businesses were there and what they were hiring for. She had dressed with the expectation to meet hiring coordinators but kept a taste of her usual hippie flare with a long, fun patterned light duster over a solid white top, a nice pair of slacks that had a denim look to them, and a basic pair of flats. It worked for her even if maybe wasn't the most professional attire in the world. She wanted people to get a taste for her personality though just by looking at her.

So, with intent, Juniper made her way around the booths. Stopping periodically when something caught her interest. Unfortunately she was beginning to realize there were many part-time and summer jobs available and not so many full-time professional ones.

"What a bother." She sighed as she stood off to the side out of the main foot traffic area as she contemplated what to do. If all the booths were like this she probably wasn't going to find anything here except maybe another part-time job and that wasn't really going to help her situation.

Algie's brow's lifted a moment and chuckled good naturedly, "Well I would believe you had been busy if you didn't seem to be so suddenly unconvincing."

His glance did find Autumn on Thorne's back and chocolate- you know what- none of his business.

"Come by on Saturday. I'm not working but I've got a knack for finding special things in the shop. I'll make tea and we can talk." Because all the sleeve picking made him think Chris possibly needed a chat.

"How's school?" Either school. Both schools. Especially with everything going on.

Her stall was small and simple, a folding plastic table with a nice cotton table cover. There were little baskets with individually wrapped treats: muffins, cookies, dulce leche, wedding cookies, puff patries, turn overs, and some bagels (plain or jalapeno cheese). Her cash box was to the side. The only thing miffing Rosie at the moment was the fact her banner was starting to fall down, again.

She wasn't about to ask for help, but it was clear she did need some. Pretty badly too. Even when she hopped, making the keys in her pocket jingle merrily, there was still an inch or two to get the top of bar. Rosie was cursing softly below her breath.

Zac's distracted wave made Chris smile, but he let him be. They could talk later - even if they hadn't talked much before he still liked the kid.

endejester

"It was less.. busy and more. Self destruction." That was an awkward confession but he trusted Algie and Jer already knew anyways.

"Tea and a talk, that sounds good. I look forward to it." His hand moved from his sleeve there, rubbing his wrist awkwardly before he dropped it altogether.

"School is fine, I actually-" He paused there, his gaze sweeping over the crowd to find someone familiar standing and looking very awkward. "Uh, speaking of school, hold on for a moment. I need to get someone."

He pushed through the crowd to the student, placing his hand on his shoulder as he approached. "Shiloh? You okay?"

azuredreams

dont worry he'll return with a kid

melancholies

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