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[dressedtokill-cittastore]

Application on Hold: Mercutio

Name: YA BOY MERCUTIO

Sector: 001

Position of choice: consultant

Please give us a brief explanation of why you want your position. sono italiano… bye

“Pardon my language, but I don’t take half-assed applications--they lead to half-assed employees. I recommend you give this another try, Mr. Mercutio.”

The application, and a pen, are handed back to the young Italian gentleman.

[duranduelist-blog]

@flickerquick

He was merely wanting to enter a small store, and yet two people were talking away in front. To cut between them would be rude, so Kirisame would wait...and wait. 

The words this one man spoke were never ending, and it was trying on his vast reserves of patience.

A few minutes later, and the store had closed, frustrating the youth even more. Closed eyes, and a gentle inhalation of breath, he would exhale it audibly a moment later, his patience completely drained, and so when he spoke, it would be in a rather cold, clipped manner. 

     “Next time you decide to hold a conversation, do not do so in a doorway. Because of you, the store closed while I waited for you to gab.”

Folding his arms across his chest, he would glare at the other. He was rather looking forward to buying something sweet, but...he was now deprived of that. Was he being petty? Maybe. 

     “Learn this, and learn it quick, before you do that again, sir.”

[nick-the-courier-blog]

(Hey, I know I haven't responded to a number of drafts. I'm sorry to say I'm going through some stuff right now. I'll try to reply soon, but no promises. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten.

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[nick-the-courier-blog]

Yo, for everyone participating in the Flint Delivery Services starter:

To avoid confusion, the thread will split into three. The divergence point will be Nick asking Nitori and Mercutio if they have any more questions. Respond from there, and have fun!

Please like this post to show me you've seen it!

[nick-the-courier-blog]

On-the-job training: Starter for all FDS employees.

"Glad you could make it, everyone. Thanks for signing up, it's a huge help to the business."

Nick smiled at the three people sitting in front of him. Mercutio, Samejima, and Nitori. The four of them, including Nick himself, would definitely be able to get this started.

"Before we start the training process, I've set up a diagnostic test for you. As you can see, on the table are three notes. They include a pickup address and a dropoff location, different for each note. I've put packages for you at the pickup locations. I want to see how each of you perform in the field."

"Your job is to get the package from pickup to dropoff as quickly as possible, while keeping the contents intact. I'll be monitoring your progress as you go if you need to ask any questions. You won't be graded or anything, I just want to see what we need to work on in training."

"Any questions before we begin?

[kanesadakuji]

Shiki's day wasn't going well. It started quite normal, her waking up, her taking a short walk attempting to gather information. As always she didn't gather anything particularly useful which prompted her to forget about it by visiting a new restaurant she happened to encounter during said walk. Some food was going to both give her energy and lifte her spirits. Or at least that was the plan before actually tasting the thing. It was bad. You'd think someone like Shiki whose hobby even in the real world was visiting dark alleys in the dead of night, sometimes beating up delinquents or thugs without as much as a thought, would be accustomed to things like that. However Shiki was also raised in a rich household with everything that entailed. Her taste was quite refined. "Tsk." She muttered lightly. She did eat the thing but instead of helping her sore mood brighten, it only made it worse. Soon, the idea of finishing the thing fast, paying and then continuing her walk seemed much more appealing, so she did eat fast, drunk some water to help gulp it down, left the money in the table, and quietly stepped out. She wasn't coming back to this place any time soon. However, her bad luck wasn't going to let go of her yet because while she was eating, thick clouds had gathered in the sky and rain had started falling. And it appeared to be quite the heavy rain at that. "..this can't be happening." She said while sighing dejectedly. Closing her jacket to protect what little part of her she could from the rain, she hastily looked around in order to find any temporary shelter for a while. Gazing at the falling rain alone wasn't something unpleasant, if you were not the rain's target yourself. Seconds later she did spot a tree. The fact that it was both afternoon and it was raining, didn't give her much time to look for an alternative so she dashed there as fast as she could. Still, as much as she had relished the thought of looking at the rain alone she had to give it up upon finally reaching her destination, seeing that someone else was already there, doing that exact thing.

"..." Not offering a form of greeting, Shiki lazily stared at what she thought as an intruder (of her precious private time of watching the rain) for an instant before having another "Tsk" escape her lips, and then quietly turning her gaze towards the rain, totally ignoring him. It'll pass. She thought.

[bigblacksword]

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Bars were all good and fun, plenty of alcohol and it came with the bonus of fellow patrons. Beats drinking at home most of the time. From eyecandy to good laughs, all can be had in a place like this.

Seeing one of the patrons sitting all by their pathetic lonesome, Kagura grabbed his stout and swept out a chair, spinning it backwards and takes a seat, slamming his mug into the table making the decorations to clink. 

He looked the droopy eyed bastard right in the eyes as he challenged him. 

" Hey buddy, have about we make this evening a bit more interesting and have a little competition? The winner takes it all. " 

[curiositykilledtheant]

Faster then silver / flickerquick

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Pitou leapt down from the building to see what was going on beneath in the alleyways. Nothing interesting ever happened in the open, it was all in the dark and tight spaces. That was fine, if was just less room to run from them. Yet this man wasn't even running from them, Pitou had hardly showed a hint of malice towards someone so far away, though he possibly had his own reasons for fleeing as such a high speed pace. To get away from something maybe. Anyway, that was the ponit of their confrontation, which was made all the better with the sight that he was nearing a dead end. Dropping down to investigate, from a five story building, might have killed other from the fall alone, but Pitou merely landed with a solid crash, all fours on the ground and staring right at their target of interest.

"Where are you running to? You're stuck nyow."