Job Openings (open to all) Sept 11, 2014 5:51:32 GMT
Post by Mishiko Alun on Sept 11, 2014 5:51:32 GMT
Mishiko Alun sat hunched over the receptionist's desk, staring vacantly at the glass doors that fronted the building. She was not actually the receptionist; she was the head designer, in charge of making the place and everyone in it presentable. However, they currently didn't have a receptionist, and if someone wasn't here to greet people...well, how would that look? So it became another job she'd taken on temporarily...hopefully.
It was a very boring job, especially with no one even passing by the window let alone coming inside the building. The city had shrunk drastically in population. How many people were here now? Two? Three? Five? Somewhere around there. Oh, they had people passing through, but no one really stopped. They all looked at the crumbling bricks and peeling paint and turned up their noses and hurried away. Well, she was working on it, but she was only one person. She needed an army to make the city beautiful again, an army weilding paintbrushes and hammers.
She'd only just managed to get the building clean...or most of it. There were still some floors that needed a bucket of water and a good scrub, but all of the public floors were clean now. She'd even added a fresh coat of paint in some rooms and waxed the floors in others. The building was presentable at least, if you didn't wander too much.
A sudden grumble growl rose up from the floors under her. She looked down wearily and wrote beast master on her list of job openings. That was how she'd been keeping herself busy this whole time, listing jobs that needed to be filled. Receptionist was one of them, and now so was beast master. That praticular job Mishi had forced on her husband, Atrus. Sure, it involved dealing with giant man eating spiders, but it also meant cleaning and tending to the animals in the zoo. There was no way she was doing that; it was just too gross.
Where was Atrus anyways? She felt like it had been days since she'd seen him. Hopefully, he hadn't been eaten or run on her. This was a big job, and it seemed to grow bigger every day. She'd seen some people wandering around the city. There was Velox and Rehana and another guy, but they didn't really seem in the mood to help her. They barely even talked to her. It was like they were ghosts, ghosts in a city she was trying to bring back to life.
In a deep stupor, Mishi began doodling on her page. She wasn't an artist, so the doodle wasn't great. It might have been a bird or a fish or a two-headed cow. She wasn't really paying attention either. She was looking out the window, hoping and praying for someone to walk through the doors. It could be an axe murderer for all she cared, at least that would be interesting.