Here We Are [CLOSED]
Who: Axel, Rikku
What: Rikku goes into her first interview with a manager.
Where: Twilight Town, Market Street
When: Wednesday morning, around 11AM.
Rating: PG-13...for now.
Axel sighed, wiping perspiration off his forehead with the back of his arm, as his hands were filthy with oil residue. He was finishing up minor work that consisted of replacing rear brake pads and discs. He hadn't been five minutes into the job, and he was already tidying up some loose strings before taking his break. Placing the 12mm bolts back into the caliper, he tightened them down with his wrench until it couldn't be moved any further with all of the strength he possessed. He let out a long breath by then, and immediately got up from the side of the front wheel after checking that everything was okay to go. It had been a busier morning than usual, yet he was finally off. Wearing only baggy pants and shoes, his upper body was exposed, and he enjoyed the cool air in comparison to his heated and damp skin. Relaxed with the sensation, he headed back from the multiple open car spaces in the rightly huge garage, and stepped through a door in the back, throwing the tool in a random box. He was met with the full blown air conditioned building once he got in, and was understandably freezing. Nonetheless, he continued forward down the hall that the entry led him into, and came out at the business center of their shop. Full of offices, clean floors, receptionists, and coworkers. He waved to a few, who looked just as haggard as him, and noted that he had to wash himself off. He wasn't exactly...the type of person to use shower stalls, but for now, he had no choice. He only had half an hour before the possible new recruit of theirs came in. He smirked to himself. That was definitely a bundle of eccentric. He wondered if she was seriously going to come in with that short skirt and low-cut blouse. Naturally, he had been messing with her, as he wasn't that sort of guy. But she was so naive, that he played up what the result would be. She seemed nice, anyway, albeit a bit hyper.
He was prepared for the interview, so he had all his "professional" clothes ready and set to be worn around the lockers. First was first, however: had to go under water and soap. Quickly.
What: Rikku goes into her first interview with a manager.
Where: Twilight Town, Market Street
When: Wednesday morning, around 11AM.
Rating: PG-13...for now.
Axel sighed, wiping perspiration off his forehead with the back of his arm, as his hands were filthy with oil residue. He was finishing up minor work that consisted of replacing rear brake pads and discs. He hadn't been five minutes into the job, and he was already tidying up some loose strings before taking his break. Placing the 12mm bolts back into the caliper, he tightened them down with his wrench until it couldn't be moved any further with all of the strength he possessed. He let out a long breath by then, and immediately got up from the side of the front wheel after checking that everything was okay to go. It had been a busier morning than usual, yet he was finally off. Wearing only baggy pants and shoes, his upper body was exposed, and he enjoyed the cool air in comparison to his heated and damp skin. Relaxed with the sensation, he headed back from the multiple open car spaces in the rightly huge garage, and stepped through a door in the back, throwing the tool in a random box. He was met with the full blown air conditioned building once he got in, and was understandably freezing. Nonetheless, he continued forward down the hall that the entry led him into, and came out at the business center of their shop. Full of offices, clean floors, receptionists, and coworkers. He waved to a few, who looked just as haggard as him, and noted that he had to wash himself off. He wasn't exactly...the type of person to use shower stalls, but for now, he had no choice. He only had half an hour before the possible new recruit of theirs came in. He smirked to himself. That was definitely a bundle of eccentric. He wondered if she was seriously going to come in with that short skirt and low-cut blouse. Naturally, he had been messing with her, as he wasn't that sort of guy. But she was so naive, that he played up what the result would be. She seemed nice, anyway, albeit a bit hyper.
He was prepared for the interview, so he had all his "professional" clothes ready and set to be worn around the lockers. First was first, however: had to go under water and soap. Quickly.