Security interviews

[a_lioness]

*Alanna sits by the notice board, scrolls, papers and the sign-up sheet spread out on the table before her. She idly twists the stem of her apple and then sets the fruit off to her side with a sigh

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[and_far_away]

Sharpe approaches with a grin.

"Thought it was worth trying my luck again."

[a_lioness]

*Alanna folds her arms across her chest and smiles.*

I admire persistence. Have a seat, Sharpe.

[and_far_away]

He does, smiling back. Danny flops down under his chair.

"How're you today?"

[a_lioness]

*Alanna smiles at Danny before looking up at Sharpe once more.*

Resigned?

I thought you were going home, Sharpe.

[_lady_death]

Lady Death has noted the melancholy (and dismissed Puff's glare). With a slightly arched eyebrow, she approaches and asks, "What is wrong, Sir Alanna?"

[a_lioness]

Lady Death. *Alanna nods her head in welcome.*

Nothing much, really. I'm just tired.

*She waves her hand, trying to dismiss the question.*

How are you?

[_lady_death]

"My war and training proceed apace. Who is this?" She extends a hand to Puff.

[a_lioness]

This is Puff. *She grins, lifting the green dragon carefully in her arms.* She's pregnant and a wee bit grumpy.

*Puff eyes the hand suspiciously.*

[shaped_jeedai]

Tahiri is in the bar, looking for a man with "red hair and a sword." That's what the Sir part of Sir Alanna means, right? Even though Alanna sounds like a girl's name.

She spots red hair. On... a woman. And the sign-up sheet, which is a pretty dead giveaway.

"Excuse me? Sir Alanna of Trebond?"

[a_lioness]

Indeed. Lucky guess.

*Alanna grins, shifting Puff and offering her hand.*

And you are?

[shaped_jeedai]

Tahiri shakes the offered hand and smiles. "Tahiri Veila. The Jedi. Are you doing interviews now?"

[a_lioness]

*Alanna nods.*

I am. Please, have a seat. It's nice to meet you Tahiri. It seems today is the day for Jedis. Would you mind telling me any other titles you might have, and then any special powers? Magic, that sort of thing.

[oldestcharmed1]

"Good Morning." the Charmed One greets. Her deamenor is serious but not harsh. "I take it your Sir Alanna of Trebond"

[a_lioness]

I am, yes. And you are? *Alanna smiles, setting her pen down and offering her hand to shake.*

[oldestcharmed1]

Prue accepts the hand and shakes firmly, business-like but with a smile, "I'm Prue Halliwell."

[a_lioness]

It's nice to meet you, Prue. Please, have a seat.

*Alanna writes the name down and smiles.*

Right. How about you start by telling me about yourself - like any special powers you have, any titles, what weapons you are familiar with.

[firewitandhate]

Loki simply watches the various applicants for a while, before stepping forwards. "Hello. I'm called Skywalker. No doubt you're either waiting for me or hoping I don't show up."

[a_lioness]

*Alanna quirks an eyebrow and simply stares at him for a moment.*

Neither, actually. You're the one interested in the job, hmmm? Whether or not you show up to interview is your business.

Skywalker... Any relation to Luke?

[firewitandhate]

Loki smiles. "In fact, you might say that Luke is one variation of my name, yes."

[a_lioness]

Ah. Well, you are certainly not the Luke Skywalker I know. *She shrugs and gestures to the seat opposite her.* sit, please. Why don't you start by telling me about yourself?