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 Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 7:24 am
Natasha took the offered candle, slightly confused, and set it on her desk. "Ah, okay miss. Are you here for an appointment? You should sign in right here if you are..."
Tasha held a clipboard out to Aro and pointed at the empty line below Anna's name.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 6:24 pm
Sherrinda closed the journal and put it away, along with the markers she'd been doodling with. After standing up and stretching, she placidly followed Songjewel, that grin still on her face.
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Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 8:56 pm
Ian yawned, stretched, and shivered a bit, before pushing the doors of the place open, and walking in like he owned it. You could never accuse him of being shy, that was for sure. Since he'd just come from somewhere... else... he still had a black, dual-tube stethoscope around his neck, and a labcoat on. He shucked the labcoat, but kept the steth around his neck, and had himself a seat where all the rest of the people were sitting. He was supposed to come here for an appointment, and apparently that meant waiting.
WHILE he was waiting, he started to organize things in his PDA. There were numbers to be filed, plans to be organized, people to cross off lists - all that good stuff. That kept him occupied for a few minutes before he moved on to reading the magazine he'd stashed in his backpack before he came here. He could out-wait the best of them, which he resigned himself to go ahead and do.
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Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 9:37 pm
This was Krys's first time interviewing someone. And, as any new hire seems prone to do, she was late! The woman had actually sent out letters to invite people for interviews for this.... particular plant. She wasn't quite trusted yet to have a pool of plants to find guardians for; so instead, she was given one, and depending how she did here she might be able to do more in the future.
The woman walked out to the Main office, a large file in her arms. Because she was late, she was sure her first interviewee would be there, waiting for her. At least, that's what she hoped. It seemed luck was with her. When Krys saw that there was one person sitting there, she knew it could only be Mr. Ian Drayton.
Krys walked over to him. Her free hand was toying with one of the bells around her neck. She smiled down at him, her one eye sparkling with welcome. "Mr. Drayton?" Krys asked, hoping it was him and she didn't just make a fool of herself.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 7:09 am
The teen's head snapped up from its position. He met the woman's eyes, stood, walked over, and held out his hand in introduction to the woman.
"You must be Krys Ricci - I'm Ian Drayton, the one you sent a letter to? I'm here for my interview."
He shuffled the PDA and the magazine back into his pack, and shouldered it higher up to avoid hitting anything. He also adjusted his coat and watch, waiting to be lead somewhere, as these things usually happened.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 10:41 am
Krys nodded, "Yes, I am Krys Ricci." She held out her hand in welcome. The introductions done, the woman nodded her head in the direction of her office, "If you would follow me, we can start your interview." ((Interview continues in Krys's office HERE))
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