On Matters of Gainful Employment | This comm needs more love guys

[rotten_viper]

CHARACTERS: Viper "Mammon" Avaritia and YOU.
LOCATION/SETTING: Hallways.
DATE & TIME: Saturday immediately after the beginning of Student Council campaigns, sometime in the middle of the afternoon.
WARNINGS: Of course not, he's a good kid. Feel free to mistake him for a twelve year old girl, though. He looks like one.
SUMMARY: Viper is putting up

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[a_digital_witch]

[Guess who's taking some of those posters down in one hallway.]

[rotten_viper]

Mu~

[ turning the corner just as you're taking them down, marisa. ]

If you feel a better candidate would be more appropriate, feel free to advertise for them as well.

[ he works hard on setting these up. ]

[a_digital_witch]

[not caring~]

Anyone would be better than Kneesocks, ze. She'll make this school dull and boring.

[And there goes another poster down.]

[rotten_viper]

Mu~ If you find yourself incapable of enjoying yourself without breaking the rules, perhaps you should look on the bright side and see it as more rules to enjoy breaking.

[ putting them back up now :/ ]

I'm hardly concerned with the qualities of those who hire me.

[reallysuchalady]

[Danni's tempted to take the poster down, and stands there nonchalantly waiting for the girl stapling posters to leave until she realizes it's for vice president. She immediately stops glaring at it, but does take Viper's card.]

You're working pretty hard.

[rotten_viper]

[ viper looks up, shrugging. ]

I require a fee for my work, of course. I believe it mentions payment on the card as well.

[reallysuchalady]

Oh, I'm still thinking about that. I meant with your campaign posters. Is he your boyfriend, or your friend, or are you just helping him out?

[rotten_viper]

Mu~ It's a job like any other.

And she's just a customer.

[gateaufourre]

Éclair, heading down the hallway to her dorm, slowed to a halt as she caught sight of the poster. She seemed terribly amused as she took down one of Viper's business cards,turning to the boy. "Bonjour, Monsieur Avaritia," she murmured, scanning it with a raised eyebrow. "You do know what offering 'personal services' sounds like?"

[rotten_viper]

"Bonjour," he replied, glancing at Éclair for a moment before reaching down and pulling another poster out from beneath Fantasma. He wasn't particularly eager to hide the frown her comment brought to his face, but he wasn't any more eager for her to see it.

"Mu~ People who come to me about those services typically understand the meaning behind it," he answered, "If someone else wants to make it sound illicit, it's hardly any of my concern to stop them."

Unless business started going downhill, but that hadn't happened yet.

[gateaufourre]

Éclair is a proper French lady, raised in the height of luxury and extremely sheltered from the world. Therefore, Éclair plus a salamander cannot equal anything good. Her eyes widened considerably as she took a few steps back unconsciously.

Ew.

"Of course," she went on, prying her eyes from the little reptile. "Your primary concern is that you get paid at the end of the day."

[rotten_viper]

Viper notes the shift quietly, and suppresses a small smirk.

"That would be correct," he replied, acting as if the small freak out hadn't occurred, and continuing to staple the posters and cards to the billboard, "I was told you're running for president."

And that she had a similar agenda as his current employer.