|| @torquethrust
it’s the most intimidating interview of his life.
that being-- when his first and only life-long job’s been at the family business, and going through his order of the arrow initiation prepared him for the eagle board, he didn’t have much to compare to. thankfully, it’s still daylight out. as long as the lights stay on, he’s good. he’s fine.
that didn’t stop his tension from spawning a few thick, lazy appendages under the shadow cast by his chair, letting out some of that energy by slowly rolling over each other.
licking his lips before continuing, samson sat up in his chair, giving the visual of being ‘at attention’. as much as he could sitting down, that is.
“I’m prepared to follow the orders you give, sir,” he started. “but I’d ask that you don’t take it easy on me. I’m here for the work. to get better at what I have, and to put it to use for the team.” as if wanting attention, the tip of one limb started reaching up to pat at his leg from under the seat. he shooed it away with his fingers.
