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Post by Arimaz on Jul 21, 2010 12:44:55 GMT -5
Amelia shifted through the papers on the desk in front of her aimlessly. She hated the silence that had overtaken the building. Though she wouldn't admit it, she missed those idiots running around. Most of all, she missed someone telling her where to start with these damned papers.
She wasn't even sure what the majority of them were for. She was not ready to be in charge. Maybe that would change when she had people to boss around. Then, she could make someone else go through paperwork stolen from morgues. She grinned at the image of some nameless person trying to figure out what she was only just starting to become familiar with. Others in stress, oh how she loved the idea.
Though they'd probably just ask her for help, in the end.
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Post by Arimaz on Jul 24, 2010 10:33:15 GMT -5
Liam walked into the front room of the office, hoping to God he was in the right place. Isn't as if he could just ask, on the off chance that the address he had been given was completely wrong. There was a red haired woman shuffling papers at a desk and he cleared his throat in hopes of getting her attention.
Amelia looked up at the sound. She looked the boy up and down, raising an eyebrow. "Can I help you?" she asked flatly.
Liam frowned, wondering if this really was the wrong place. They had told him a name, hadn't they? Emily Poe? No, no. It was "Amelia Pope?"
Amelia nodded. "I suppose you're one of my new lackies, then. Have a seat for a second while I finish up here. Then I'll get you situated with a place to stay and put you to work." Liam nodded and sat down, hunched over and staring at his feet. Amelia rolled her eyes, mumbling to herself about 'perpetual puberty' and 'why did these things always happen to her?'
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Post by ipod709 on Jul 24, 2010 17:27:37 GMT -5
Solenn walked into the office where a lady was sorting paper and a young man was sitting down in a chair. He walked over to the aburn haired lady and sofly spoke,"Hello, Amelia Pope."
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Post by Arimaz on Jul 24, 2010 17:58:59 GMT -5
Amelia looked up again and frowned. Great, more kids. "Alright, alright. I suppose I'll get you two set up." She threw a key at each of them. "Shorty, you're in 7. Even shorter one, you're in 3. Your rooms are in the motel next door. Can I get your names?"
"Liam Slater," Liam answered wirtha frown. He wasn't short, he just hadn'r grown to his full height yet. Chances were, he never would. He looked at the other kid and a chill ran up his spine. Something was off about this one.
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Post by ipod709 on Jul 24, 2010 18:12:42 GMT -5
He caught the small key and awnsered,"Solenn Colas." He turned around and walked off. He took his doll and pulled a needel out of it he pulled up his left sleeve and dug the needle in his skin, drawing a small picture of the two people he just saw. He took out his bange, ripped off a piece of it, and wrapped it around the picture. He licked off the ramaining blood on the needle and stuck it back in his doll, Flora. He looked down at her smiling and whispered,"Isn't it going to be a pretty picture Flora?" He giggled to himself and walked to the motel.
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GQ
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Post by GQ on Jul 26, 2010 12:23:51 GMT -5
Johnny swaggered into the room. Or perhaps the correct word was "staggered"; the two gaits were much about the same for him. His guitar case was in his grip before him, but all these years of irresponsibility hadn't been very good to his musculature and the large instrument banged against his knees on every other step. This somewhat lessened his appearance from swaggering rock god to, as mentioned, staggering starving artist coming back from a gig that didn't exist.
He noticed the busy-looking female at the desk and the titchy little one she had just finished dealing with. Obviously, this was the RIP (Really Important Person) Amelia Pope, and obviously this was where he should be signing his soul off to whoever it was ran this place.
Yes, obviously.
Johnny left the room to go find the way into the city. If that was even the correct word.
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Post by Arimaz on Jul 26, 2010 19:40:39 GMT -5
Amelia and Liam both turned to the man that entered, Amelia with her eyebrows raised expectantly. When he turned and left they looked at each other in confusion before Liam turned and left the office, waving at Amelia over his shoulder. Amelia leaned her elbows against the desk before her with a huff. She wondered what that man had been in here for. Perhaps he was lost.
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