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City: Coldrion
by JerriLeah7 30th June 2013, 8:43 pm
City Name: Coldrion (Kole - dree - on)
Country/Territory: Moultania
Government Style: Elected Dictatorship
Population: 12,006 Registered Residents
Tech Level: Advanced -- high Reliance on Ether Technology
Trade: Military Technology Development & Manufacture, Metals, Stone, Minerals, Ether
Coldrion was once a mining outpost long in its history until the discovery of Chordium, after which, it quickly became pivotal in dealing with Force Users and it quickly developed into new circles of technology due to the abundant surplus of income from this rarer mineral. Coldrion is known as the "City of Abundant Layers." It also sports some of the highest Ether pollution, due to its massive reliance on Ether technology.
The most advanced anti-Force User technology springs from this City and it is also the home of the FUIC (pronounced as Fwick), or the Force User Imprisonment Center. It has the maximum capacity of around one thousand inmates, however this capacity has never been tested as most long term inmates succumb to Chordium poisoning. Every day Force User criminals are not sent to FUIC, only those convicted of felonies, murder, or other such severe crimes are permanently incarcerated in FUIC after a trial. Many Force Criminals are temporarily detained within local jails and holding cells, without the use Chordium. FUIC's only other purpose that has been known to the public has been for interrogations of ELFs or ELF couriers.
Coldrion's city life is not very glamorous or showy, like many other Cities and towns may be. This city has over two-thirds of its available land space dedicated to business and industry. The rest is a conglomeration devoted to roads, highways, and residential areas that are generally apartments and other such smaller confinements. Owning a personal home in this City is exceedingly rare and expensive. This city also has one of the highest levels of security, both within and around the city. There are many checkpoints and routine Ether sweeps in various locations and buildings and random checkpoints fluctuate daily, making them quite sporadic and unpredictable. As such, Coldrion sports perhaps the fewest unregistered/illegal Force Users of any city and it is proud of it.
Typically, those Force Users that are found unregistered are sentenced to "public service and sanitation" work, where they are often forced into what would account in modern culture as slave-labor. Though, once their period of probation has ended, they are released immediately and the sentence usually lasts anywhere from three to nine months. Before the probationary period, however, they are forced through the registration process under strict supervision and their abilities are intensely tested and scrutinized for recorded information, the "public service" generally paying the cost of the testing that is done to register them. They are also housed and fed during the "public service" work, as well, rather than paid.
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Re: City: Coldrion
by xenolion 21st July 2013, 5:08 pm
Beep...Beep...Beep... Phaedra awakens from her dreams. She gets out of bed and goes to her kitchen where she starts her coffee. Her apartment is small, a two bedroom, but it is hers. She pulls out her usual work outfit a pretty pink button down blouse and a black pencil skirt. Only then does she go to her shower. After that she takes her coffee cup and goes to her window. She is on the 10th floor, so she can see the horizon. The sun is just rising over the city. She finishes her cup and goes to get ready.
Her routine is pretty typical a quick breakfast, her meds, getting dressed before heading off to work. She puts on her coat and exits her apartment. She sees her neighbor, a nice young father struggling with a newborn. The baby drops his pacifier and Phaedra picks it up. “Good morning Phillip. Sam he is getting so big.”
“Everyday he seems to be gaining weight.” Sam laughs as Phaedra passes the pacifier to him.
“Well have a good day!” Phaedra waves as she goes to the lift. She takes it to the lobby to catch the bus to work..
Her routine is pretty typical a quick breakfast, her meds, getting dressed before heading off to work. She puts on her coat and exits her apartment. She sees her neighbor, a nice young father struggling with a newborn. The baby drops his pacifier and Phaedra picks it up. “Good morning Phillip. Sam he is getting so big.”
“Everyday he seems to be gaining weight.” Sam laughs as Phaedra passes the pacifier to him.
“Well have a good day!” Phaedra waves as she goes to the lift. She takes it to the lobby to catch the bus to work..
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Re: City: Coldrion
by JerriLeah7 21st July 2013, 7:31 pm
[ATTN: Phaedra]
Embre sits on the bus, looking out the windows and wishing she could stick her head out to feel the cool, spring wind. The sun is still rising and she wants to see it without glass pollution to dull the colors, but alas, she cannot. All public buses have Ether seat belts--light blue force bands that keep you well seated by a shoulder and lap strap. They are quite confining and definitely not comfortable. Of course, if one is too close to your neck or if you have claustrophobia, you can adjust them and make them more loose, but this did not satisfy her. She'd prefer that they simply did not exist.
Actually, she'd like it if buses didn't exist. They are entirely inefficient and annoying. Tramways would be far more comfortable and have better space for each passenger. With the bus, the seats could fit only two people per seat, but they'd have to sit quite closely. Embre does not like to be touched by a stranger. Especially creepy, disturbing ones, like those she has dealt with before. At any rate, there was just nothing good about a bus. You had to listen to other people talking because they were so close, you had to be touched by the ignorant masses around you, the walkway is thin, the seats are small, and then the belts...
She looks down at her right wrist, the light, pink Ether Meter flashing at her to remind her of the maintenance appointment that she has scheduled for it soon. How annoying. She ignores it, her eyes moving back to the window as the bus stops at a familiar place--how she misses being home. She's practically been moving from place to place, thanks to the stupid CMC and their persistence in giving her bodyguards. It probably has something to do with her father, but it doesn't matter. The old man will get over it. She looks up and smiles, recognizing a few faces of the small group that steps onto the bus to find their seats.
Embre sits on the bus, looking out the windows and wishing she could stick her head out to feel the cool, spring wind. The sun is still rising and she wants to see it without glass pollution to dull the colors, but alas, she cannot. All public buses have Ether seat belts--light blue force bands that keep you well seated by a shoulder and lap strap. They are quite confining and definitely not comfortable. Of course, if one is too close to your neck or if you have claustrophobia, you can adjust them and make them more loose, but this did not satisfy her. She'd prefer that they simply did not exist.
Actually, she'd like it if buses didn't exist. They are entirely inefficient and annoying. Tramways would be far more comfortable and have better space for each passenger. With the bus, the seats could fit only two people per seat, but they'd have to sit quite closely. Embre does not like to be touched by a stranger. Especially creepy, disturbing ones, like those she has dealt with before. At any rate, there was just nothing good about a bus. You had to listen to other people talking because they were so close, you had to be touched by the ignorant masses around you, the walkway is thin, the seats are small, and then the belts...
She looks down at her right wrist, the light, pink Ether Meter flashing at her to remind her of the maintenance appointment that she has scheduled for it soon. How annoying. She ignores it, her eyes moving back to the window as the bus stops at a familiar place--how she misses being home. She's practically been moving from place to place, thanks to the stupid CMC and their persistence in giving her bodyguards. It probably has something to do with her father, but it doesn't matter. The old man will get over it. She looks up and smiles, recognizing a few faces of the small group that steps onto the bus to find their seats.
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Re: City: Coldrion
by xenolion 21st July 2013, 8:59 pm
(Attn: Embre, Open)
Phaedra gets on the crowded bus and looks for a seat. She sees a familiar face sitting by herself. She walks down the aisle. “May I sit here? You live in 10G don't you? Don't tell me....Your name is Embre right?”
Phaedra sits down placing her bag on her lap after strapping herself in. “I hate these things. They are too confining.” She shifts around to get comfortable. “I cannot wait until it finally gets nice out. Spring is such a teaser.” She smiles cheerfully at Embre.
Phaedra gets on the crowded bus and looks for a seat. She sees a familiar face sitting by herself. She walks down the aisle. “May I sit here? You live in 10G don't you? Don't tell me....Your name is Embre right?”
Phaedra sits down placing her bag on her lap after strapping herself in. “I hate these things. They are too confining.” She shifts around to get comfortable. “I cannot wait until it finally gets nice out. Spring is such a teaser.” She smiles cheerfully at Embre.
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Re: City: Coldrion
by JerriLeah7 21st July 2013, 9:17 pm
[ATTN: Phaedra]
Embre nods her head as Phaedra asks to sit next to her. She recognizes her easily and remembers her name. At least it's not a complete stranger. "Yep, that's me."
The lady straps herself in and repeats Embre's thoughts from just a moment ago, complaining about the seat belts and about how confining they are before switching the topic to the weather. She smiles and nods her head in agreement, but the smile quickly goes away as she looks out the window at the lightening sky.
"I just wish summer would get here so they'll open the windows in this thing." Embre says sullenly. "It gets so stuffy with all of these stinkers in here. Where you headed, anyways?"
Her statement is quite loud and it is awarded with a few nasty looks and glares, all of which she ignores and pays no mind to. She doesn't care what they think, nor does she care if she offended them. Most of them probably do stink, anyways.
Embre nods her head as Phaedra asks to sit next to her. She recognizes her easily and remembers her name. At least it's not a complete stranger. "Yep, that's me."
The lady straps herself in and repeats Embre's thoughts from just a moment ago, complaining about the seat belts and about how confining they are before switching the topic to the weather. She smiles and nods her head in agreement, but the smile quickly goes away as she looks out the window at the lightening sky.
"I just wish summer would get here so they'll open the windows in this thing." Embre says sullenly. "It gets so stuffy with all of these stinkers in here. Where you headed, anyways?"
Her statement is quite loud and it is awarded with a few nasty looks and glares, all of which she ignores and pays no mind to. She doesn't care what they think, nor does she care if she offended them. Most of them probably do stink, anyways.
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Re: City: Coldrion
by xenolion 21st July 2013, 9:54 pm
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“I am just headed to work. One has to pay the bills.” Phaedra laughs. “I can't wait to break out the bike again. Better than the bus and gives you exercise at the same time.” She notices the others looking at them. “The buses only get worse during the summer.” She warns Embre in a quieter tone. “I don't think I ever had you over for dinner before. I am an excellent cook. Let me know when you are free and I will have you over.”
“I am just headed to work. One has to pay the bills.” Phaedra laughs. “I can't wait to break out the bike again. Better than the bus and gives you exercise at the same time.” She notices the others looking at them. “The buses only get worse during the summer.” She warns Embre in a quieter tone. “I don't think I ever had you over for dinner before. I am an excellent cook. Let me know when you are free and I will have you over.”
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Re: City: Coldrion
by JerriLeah7 23rd July 2013, 12:30 pm
[ATTN: Phaedra]
Embre listens as Phaedra reveals that she has a bike, and warns her of how bad the buses can get. OH, she knows. Boy, does she know how bad these pieces of shit can make transportation unbearable in the summer. Her mind is mulling over that when the woman invites her over for dinner. She blinks. Well, that's new.
She looks the woman up and down--the chick looks rich...well, almost. All snazzy in her suit and her hair all silky and soft and those glasses scream of intelligence and sophistication. Looking down at herself, she looks like a street rat. This woman wants to invite her for dinner? Well, this is clearly one of the tactics used by men to get you to sleep with them, but women?? Surely she's not interested in just being friends with someone as wild-looking and styled as herself...
Her eyes switch from herself and back at Phaedra once more, looking her up and down, but this time with narrowed eyes. She's not a lesbian is she?? An image flashes into her mind, imaging herself tied up to the bed as the woman begins to strip for her in a sultry way. She shakes her head to wipe that disturbance from her imagination--the chick surely doesn't want to rape her, right?
She realizes that she's been gawking at her this entire time, saying nothing in response to her offer at all, like a prude. She blushes a little and turns away quickly to look out the window. "I'm not a good house guest. I eat like a cow--the little baby ones that shovel grass like its the last day before the world ends."
Embre listens as Phaedra reveals that she has a bike, and warns her of how bad the buses can get. OH, she knows. Boy, does she know how bad these pieces of shit can make transportation unbearable in the summer. Her mind is mulling over that when the woman invites her over for dinner. She blinks. Well, that's new.
She looks the woman up and down--the chick looks rich...well, almost. All snazzy in her suit and her hair all silky and soft and those glasses scream of intelligence and sophistication. Looking down at herself, she looks like a street rat. This woman wants to invite her for dinner? Well, this is clearly one of the tactics used by men to get you to sleep with them, but women?? Surely she's not interested in just being friends with someone as wild-looking and styled as herself...
Her eyes switch from herself and back at Phaedra once more, looking her up and down, but this time with narrowed eyes. She's not a lesbian is she?? An image flashes into her mind, imaging herself tied up to the bed as the woman begins to strip for her in a sultry way. She shakes her head to wipe that disturbance from her imagination--the chick surely doesn't want to rape her, right?
She realizes that she's been gawking at her this entire time, saying nothing in response to her offer at all, like a prude. She blushes a little and turns away quickly to look out the window. "I'm not a good house guest. I eat like a cow--the little baby ones that shovel grass like its the last day before the world ends."
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Re: City: Coldrion
by xenolion 23rd July 2013, 3:04 pm
(Attn: Embre, Open)
Her invite is greeted by silence. Not just that though, Phaedra watches Embre scrutinizing her. Shit she came on too strong. Embre's gaze leaves her only temporarily leaving Phaedra wondering what is going on inside the woman's head.
What is Embre's problem. All Phaedra asked is a simple dinner invite, not anything else. She loves to cook. Plus she has invited all her other neighbors. Phaedra runs her fingers through her hair nervously. A simple no thank you is better than this.
Finally Embre speaks. Phaedra looks ahead. “I am sorry if I said something wrong. It is just I have invited the other neighbors over already, and didn't want to leave you out. I am surprised you haven't heard about my cooking, it is a passion of mine. I tried cullinary school, but I am not much for the high stress. Anyway you don't have to come if you feel uncomfortable.” She looks around to see if there were any other empty seats. At the next stop she will switch, so Embre may feel better.
Her invite is greeted by silence. Not just that though, Phaedra watches Embre scrutinizing her. Shit she came on too strong. Embre's gaze leaves her only temporarily leaving Phaedra wondering what is going on inside the woman's head.
What is Embre's problem. All Phaedra asked is a simple dinner invite, not anything else. She loves to cook. Plus she has invited all her other neighbors. Phaedra runs her fingers through her hair nervously. A simple no thank you is better than this.
Finally Embre speaks. Phaedra looks ahead. “I am sorry if I said something wrong. It is just I have invited the other neighbors over already, and didn't want to leave you out. I am surprised you haven't heard about my cooking, it is a passion of mine. I tried cullinary school, but I am not much for the high stress. Anyway you don't have to come if you feel uncomfortable.” She looks around to see if there were any other empty seats. At the next stop she will switch, so Embre may feel better.
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Re: City: Coldrion
by JerriLeah7 23rd July 2013, 5:38 pm
[ATTN: Phaedra]
"Oh, I see." Embre says hastily, "I apologize. I'm just...not used to getting invitations. And I'm not very...uh...socially adept. Now, if you were a robot, I could--"
Embre shakes her head, stopping that line of conversation. Now this woman was going to think she's some kind of robot sex freak. Ew. She does not swing that way. Yeah, she's weird, but she's not that weird. Blah.
"I mean." Embre clears her throat and tries to explain awkwardly. "I work on mechs. Yeah. And I tend to talk to myself when I work. I'm good with bots, not people."
She ends that rambling rant with a sheepish expression, mixed with nausea. "But uh...I could totally use some free grub, if ya don't mind my less than appealing communication skills...this is how you make friends after all, right?"
"Oh, I see." Embre says hastily, "I apologize. I'm just...not used to getting invitations. And I'm not very...uh...socially adept. Now, if you were a robot, I could--"
Embre shakes her head, stopping that line of conversation. Now this woman was going to think she's some kind of robot sex freak. Ew. She does not swing that way. Yeah, she's weird, but she's not that weird. Blah.
"I mean." Embre clears her throat and tries to explain awkwardly. "I work on mechs. Yeah. And I tend to talk to myself when I work. I'm good with bots, not people."
She ends that rambling rant with a sheepish expression, mixed with nausea. "But uh...I could totally use some free grub, if ya don't mind my less than appealing communication skills...this is how you make friends after all, right?"
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Re: City: Coldrion
by xenolion 23rd July 2013, 7:40 pm
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“Well I am just the opposite, people are my job. I am an assistant pharmaceutical rep for Aria Healthcare. Not my first choice, but it pays the bills. I guess I should tell you where I live. I am in 10H. Feel free to come over for dinner anytime.” Phaedra gathers her stuff. “I can help you expand your horizons and you can help me expand mine. I am mechanically inept.” She rises as the bus stops again. “ This is my stop, I hope to see you later Embre. I am thinking about tortelloni tonight.” She winks at Embre as she walks to the exit door.
Well that was unexpected Phaedra thinks to herself as she walk into the office building. She goes into the small desk outside the Manager's office. She gets right to work completing the orders that the Manager just brought in.
“Well I am just the opposite, people are my job. I am an assistant pharmaceutical rep for Aria Healthcare. Not my first choice, but it pays the bills. I guess I should tell you where I live. I am in 10H. Feel free to come over for dinner anytime.” Phaedra gathers her stuff. “I can help you expand your horizons and you can help me expand mine. I am mechanically inept.” She rises as the bus stops again. “ This is my stop, I hope to see you later Embre. I am thinking about tortelloni tonight.” She winks at Embre as she walks to the exit door.
Well that was unexpected Phaedra thinks to herself as she walk into the office building. She goes into the small desk outside the Manager's office. She gets right to work completing the orders that the Manager just brought in.
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Re: City: Coldrion
by MethosArchaic 23rd July 2013, 8:10 pm
[Attn: Phaedra, Open]
[POV: Quinn Andreus - NPC]
Phaedra is busy at work, and doing a bang up job if she would say so herself. She's probably finished a dozen forms, made and answered a dozen calls and it was almost lunch time.
Her office door which was closed, opened and a hand rapped on the door frame. "Ms. Valincourt, a moment." said The President of Aria Health Services, a Mr. Quinn Andreus.
As he waited for her to respond, he looked around her office at the little things that added her personal touch. A photo there, a cup, which he'd was curious of the logo but he didn't move to inspect it, that was too much an invasion.
"Ahh yes, well I have some news..." his voice hesitated as if he wasn't going to enjoy this next part. He coughed into his hand and diverted his eyes. "This isn't your Office anymore Ms. Valincourt." She'd miss seeing what expression he had on his face, because her attention would immediately notice the two security officers that he waved in.
"Stan. Leon, I would ask you to help Ms. Valincourt pack up her things. Make sure not to give her any trouble. I'll be right back in a minute, and then I'll escort her to the door." He nodded, wincing as he caught sight of Phaedra's stunned expression and disappeared out the door in a rush. "So sorry about this, but please cooperate!"
[POV: Quinn Andreus - NPC]
Phaedra is busy at work, and doing a bang up job if she would say so herself. She's probably finished a dozen forms, made and answered a dozen calls and it was almost lunch time.
Her office door which was closed, opened and a hand rapped on the door frame. "Ms. Valincourt, a moment." said The President of Aria Health Services, a Mr. Quinn Andreus.
As he waited for her to respond, he looked around her office at the little things that added her personal touch. A photo there, a cup, which he'd was curious of the logo but he didn't move to inspect it, that was too much an invasion.
"Ahh yes, well I have some news..." his voice hesitated as if he wasn't going to enjoy this next part. He coughed into his hand and diverted his eyes. "This isn't your Office anymore Ms. Valincourt." She'd miss seeing what expression he had on his face, because her attention would immediately notice the two security officers that he waved in.
"Stan. Leon, I would ask you to help Ms. Valincourt pack up her things. Make sure not to give her any trouble. I'll be right back in a minute, and then I'll escort her to the door." He nodded, wincing as he caught sight of Phaedra's stunned expression and disappeared out the door in a rush. "So sorry about this, but please cooperate!"
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Re: City: Coldrion
by xenolion 23rd July 2013, 8:30 pm
Phaedra was shocked to see Mr. Andreus in her small office. He was the new president and quite handsome. She sees him glance around the office. She puts down her paperwork and pays complete attention to him as he begins to speak. Her heart stops when the two guard follow. What? Not her office? She is too stunned for words.
She watches him leave, only then letting out a sigh. “If you can find a box, that would be most helpful.” She somehow manages to get out. How is she going to explain this to her parents? She slowly begins to gather her few personal effects. She slyly grabs a kleenex and dabs her eyes. She was just told by her manager that she was an asset to the company. The guards slowly help her gather her trinkets. “Thank you guys. Don't worry I am not going to try anything.”
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Re: City: Coldrion
by MethosArchaic 23rd July 2013, 9:04 pm
[Attn: Pheadra]
[POV: NPCS, Stan and Quinn]
Stan went out in search of boxes for a minute and returned to Leon and Pheadra starting to gather her things.
"It's no problem, and thanks we appreciate it. It is rather sad though, a pretty hard worker getting canned an-" Stan stopped when Leon, tilted his head slightly to give him that look, one of those 'Come on man, really? Shut up' kind of looks.
Leon lifts a couple of the boxes of her things getting ready to leave, when Mr. Andreus walks back in. "Sorry about that! Had to put out a little fire. Now where were..." He says clapping his hands and then picking up the atmosphere composes himself. "Ahhh, yes."
" It was an honor to work with Aria Healthcare..." Pheadra said trying to say something anything.
"Well, I guess you'll be following me then. Really I am sorry about this." He was about to tell Leon and Stan to help Pheadra with her things but it seemed that aside from a tiny box they had it sorted out between them. "Off we go then.
As Pheadra walks behind Quinn, Stan and in front of Leon she can see people taking note of her and the 'situation'. They begin to gossip and talk about her in hushed whispers, even a few coming out from their offices and cubicles to follow the newest attraction of the office.
They enter into the Elevator, the people inside crowding to the walls of the elevator to make her some room... or was it to avoid catching what ever trouble she was in?
The elevator stops and people hustle in and out, busily continuing with their day. It didn't stop them from eying her curiously.
Eventually the elevator come to a stop, and Mr Quinn holds the door open as he waves her through. "This is it, I'm sorry Pheadra, really I feel horrible about this." Then he's right beside her as they walk down the halls, by now Pheadra isn't even probably paying attention to her surroundings trying to avoid looking at all the people staring and gawking at her.
She doesn't even really catch it when Quinn opens a door and she instinctively walks through.
"SURPRISE!"
Confetti and shouting explode into through the air as the lights come on suddenly! "Congratulations Phaedra!"
Beside her she hears Mr. Quinn's voice, his hands clapping as he too congratulates her. "Welcome to your new office, Mrs. Valincourt District 3 Supply Manager."
[POV: NPCS, Stan and Quinn]
Stan went out in search of boxes for a minute and returned to Leon and Pheadra starting to gather her things.
"It's no problem, and thanks we appreciate it. It is rather sad though, a pretty hard worker getting canned an-" Stan stopped when Leon, tilted his head slightly to give him that look, one of those 'Come on man, really? Shut up' kind of looks.
Leon lifts a couple of the boxes of her things getting ready to leave, when Mr. Andreus walks back in. "Sorry about that! Had to put out a little fire. Now where were..." He says clapping his hands and then picking up the atmosphere composes himself. "Ahhh, yes."
" It was an honor to work with Aria Healthcare..." Pheadra said trying to say something anything.
"Well, I guess you'll be following me then. Really I am sorry about this." He was about to tell Leon and Stan to help Pheadra with her things but it seemed that aside from a tiny box they had it sorted out between them. "Off we go then.
As Pheadra walks behind Quinn, Stan and in front of Leon she can see people taking note of her and the 'situation'. They begin to gossip and talk about her in hushed whispers, even a few coming out from their offices and cubicles to follow the newest attraction of the office.
They enter into the Elevator, the people inside crowding to the walls of the elevator to make her some room... or was it to avoid catching what ever trouble she was in?
The elevator stops and people hustle in and out, busily continuing with their day. It didn't stop them from eying her curiously.
Eventually the elevator come to a stop, and Mr Quinn holds the door open as he waves her through. "This is it, I'm sorry Pheadra, really I feel horrible about this." Then he's right beside her as they walk down the halls, by now Pheadra isn't even probably paying attention to her surroundings trying to avoid looking at all the people staring and gawking at her.
She doesn't even really catch it when Quinn opens a door and she instinctively walks through.
"SURPRISE!"
Confetti and shouting explode into through the air as the lights come on suddenly! "Congratulations Phaedra!"
Beside her she hears Mr. Quinn's voice, his hands clapping as he too congratulates her. "Welcome to your new office, Mrs. Valincourt District 3 Supply Manager."
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Re: City: Coldrion
by xenolion 23rd July 2013, 9:35 pm
Phaedra can feel the others eyes burning through her as she is escorted by Mr. Andreus and two security guards. Her mind is swimming as they enter the elevator. The people give her plenty of room. She keeps her eyes on her box avoiding their stares. She doesn't even realize that they are going the wrong way.
The elevator opens and Mr. Andreus waits for her to step through. She continues to follow him her mind is already going a mile a minute at the other jobs. Appears she may have to work in a restaurant after all. Mr. Andreus holds a door to a darkened room. It suddenly lights up and there is confetti in the air. Voices cheer out congratulations.
A coworker grabs her box, saving it from falling as Phaedra puts her hands to her face. She is stunned again as Mr. Andreus tells her that she is now the District 3 Supply Manager. “You had me there for a moment Mr. Andreus. Thank you everyone. I am completely speechless.”
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Re: City: Coldrion
by MethosArchaic 24th July 2013, 3:58 pm
[Attn: Phaedra]
Quinn smiles just a tiny bit but lets out a sigh of relief. "I almost couldn't keep from stumbling over just telling you. It was just so troublesome to have to make up a story, and a bad one at that."
Quinn's secretary comes over and hands him a cup of coffee, sugared without cream and he takes a sip. "Now about your new duties and responsibilities, I'll stop by tomorrow and discuss them with you along with Oscar Hellen your predecessor if you will."
He sipped his coffee again before dismissing himself, with a "You have fun Phaedra, you have the afternoon off...paid off course, bye!"
Quinn smiles just a tiny bit but lets out a sigh of relief. "I almost couldn't keep from stumbling over just telling you. It was just so troublesome to have to make up a story, and a bad one at that."
Quinn's secretary comes over and hands him a cup of coffee, sugared without cream and he takes a sip. "Now about your new duties and responsibilities, I'll stop by tomorrow and discuss them with you along with Oscar Hellen your predecessor if you will."
He sipped his coffee again before dismissing himself, with a "You have fun Phaedra, you have the afternoon off...paid off course, bye!"
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Re: City: Coldrion
by xenolion 24th July 2013, 10:59 pm
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Phaedra watches as Mr. Andreus smiles slightly. She shakes her head. “Well you had me fooled Mr. Andreus. I am surprised that you went so far out of your way.” She watches his secretary give him his coffee. “I cannot wait thank you again for this opportunity. I promise I won't let you down.”
He takes another sip of his coffee before leaving, not before giving her the afternoon off. Phaedra's mouth drops. She turns to a coworker. “Is this the proper procedure for when people get promotions?”
One of the coworkers shrugs. “Who knows you are the first one promoted under him. His father was more straightforward.”
Phaedra tucks her hair behind her ear. “Well I guess I am the lucky one aren't I?” She walks over to her window...her window and looks outside at the city.
Another coworker claps her shoulder. “Well congrats Phaedra, unlike you some of us have to get back to work.”
“Yeah congrats Phaedra, appears you have an office to decorate.” A female corworker hugs her shoulders from behind.
“Just don't get too used to it.” Oscar adds. “You are going to be doing a lot of traveling.” He raises his cup to her. “It is nice to have you finally aboard though.
“Thanks for the warning Oscar.” Phaedra laughs. “I think I am up to the challenge though.”
After a few minutes of joking around with her coworkers, Phaedra is along in her office. She sits down in the chair and rubs her hands on the desk. A big smile appears on her face and she twirls around in the chair. She sees the small box of items on the corner and begins to unpack it. There is picture of her family. Her cup with her alma mater logo on it, both going on her desk. A small radio that goes on the bookcase. She sets a paperweight that her brothers made when she graduated from school. It is a hodgepodge of her favorite stuff encased in glass. She studies it before setting it down. There is a minature mixing spoon, a miniature piano key, something that is supposed to look like a spice along with other things. After setting it down she checks the inside of the desk. There are supplies already in it. Everything she will need to start off. “Wow they really thought of everything.”
She finally rises from the chair and exits her office. She really has no plans for the day, so maybe she will stop at the store to pick up some wine to celebrate and head home early.
Phaedra watches as Mr. Andreus smiles slightly. She shakes her head. “Well you had me fooled Mr. Andreus. I am surprised that you went so far out of your way.” She watches his secretary give him his coffee. “I cannot wait thank you again for this opportunity. I promise I won't let you down.”
He takes another sip of his coffee before leaving, not before giving her the afternoon off. Phaedra's mouth drops. She turns to a coworker. “Is this the proper procedure for when people get promotions?”
One of the coworkers shrugs. “Who knows you are the first one promoted under him. His father was more straightforward.”
Phaedra tucks her hair behind her ear. “Well I guess I am the lucky one aren't I?” She walks over to her window...her window and looks outside at the city.
Another coworker claps her shoulder. “Well congrats Phaedra, unlike you some of us have to get back to work.”
“Yeah congrats Phaedra, appears you have an office to decorate.” A female corworker hugs her shoulders from behind.
“Just don't get too used to it.” Oscar adds. “You are going to be doing a lot of traveling.” He raises his cup to her. “It is nice to have you finally aboard though.
“Thanks for the warning Oscar.” Phaedra laughs. “I think I am up to the challenge though.”
After a few minutes of joking around with her coworkers, Phaedra is along in her office. She sits down in the chair and rubs her hands on the desk. A big smile appears on her face and she twirls around in the chair. She sees the small box of items on the corner and begins to unpack it. There is picture of her family. Her cup with her alma mater logo on it, both going on her desk. A small radio that goes on the bookcase. She sets a paperweight that her brothers made when she graduated from school. It is a hodgepodge of her favorite stuff encased in glass. She studies it before setting it down. There is a minature mixing spoon, a miniature piano key, something that is supposed to look like a spice along with other things. After setting it down she checks the inside of the desk. There are supplies already in it. Everything she will need to start off. “Wow they really thought of everything.”
She finally rises from the chair and exits her office. She really has no plans for the day, so maybe she will stop at the store to pick up some wine to celebrate and head home early.
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Re: City: Coldrion
by xenolion 26th July 2013, 9:41 pm
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Phaedra thinks for a moment. This calls for a celebration. She goes to the store to pick up some extra items. A nice bottle of wine, and a dessert. She is going to make the tortellini from scratch. She selects the ingredients she did not have before heading home. There is an extra bounce to her step as she walks over to the lift. She whistles as she enters it and goes up the 10th floor.
Once in her apartment, she puts the wine on ice. She changes into more comfortable clothing. A nice t-shirt and some yoga style pants. Now to make some magic in the kitchen. She gets out a large pot to make the sauce and chops up the spices fresh from little herb garden. She is making a creamy alfreado sauce. She prepares the meat for the tortellini before making the pasta dough itself. She has a record player on playing some classical music as she prepares dinner. Her fingers play along with the piano parts on the counter now and again.
She hopes that one of her neighbors will join her. She really wants to celebrate.
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Phaedra thinks for a moment. This calls for a celebration. She goes to the store to pick up some extra items. A nice bottle of wine, and a dessert. She is going to make the tortellini from scratch. She selects the ingredients she did not have before heading home. There is an extra bounce to her step as she walks over to the lift. She whistles as she enters it and goes up the 10th floor.
Once in her apartment, she puts the wine on ice. She changes into more comfortable clothing. A nice t-shirt and some yoga style pants. Now to make some magic in the kitchen. She gets out a large pot to make the sauce and chops up the spices fresh from little herb garden. She is making a creamy alfreado sauce. She prepares the meat for the tortellini before making the pasta dough itself. She has a record player on playing some classical music as she prepares dinner. Her fingers play along with the piano parts on the counter now and again.
She hopes that one of her neighbors will join her. She really wants to celebrate.
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Re: City: Coldrion
by JerriLeah7 29th July 2013, 6:34 pm
[ATTN: Phaedra, OPEN]
Embre nods her goodbyes to the sophisticated Phaedra as she steps off the bus. It isn't too much longer before she is dropped off at the CMC, herself. The building is large, but more importantly, it has a large space in it just for her. She smirks as she walks through the usual security procedures.
She pulls out her badge as she reaches the elevator, pressing the button to take her to the eleventh floor. After this occurs, a robotic voice fills the small space: "Please scan your card for security clearance verification." Embre slides the ID card across the scanner and waits. A small beep is heard, followed by the voice again.
"Clearance level seven verified, Ms. Fareshield. Thank you for your patience." The elevator finally begins to move and she leans up against the wall and chews some gum, looking up at the camera that gazes down at her vacantly as she hears it slide along the corner of the ceiling.
As the vacant eye moves in her direction, she blows a bubble with her gum and then pops it, closing it inside of her mouth as she winks at the camera and flipping it off just as the doors open. She exits into the loud noise--sounds of clatter, metal against metal, people walking and talking and bustling, arch welding, soldering, and other such processes.
The room she is now in is top secret--entirely classified information that, if discovered to have slipped past her lips, would probably get her killed...or worse. The things they are making in here aren't just mechs. They are making a single, massive one that ways almost a thousand tons and reaches one hundred feet in height, if ever placed together. This is Project 009, also known as "Oberon." The plans for it are quite delicate, and when placed together, it has an almost humanoid appearance:
Embre pulls out a clipboard, which was on her desk, opening it up to a particular page before moving to station to station, each that contains a small piece of the mech, including a cannon and its head. She looks around as she walks across the floor, taking a look at where the force-glass will be placed in the head. She inspects a bit of the spacing for the lining and scribbles something down on the paper before continuing down through the room.
"How's the reverse ether engine coming?" Embre asks, stopping at a man's desk. He looks up from his computer screen with a look impatience, but he realizes who it is and then smiles, the impatience washing away. She places her hand on her hip, waiting for his reply as he types a few last lines into the database before stopping to say.
"Slower, now that you're here." The man says with a smirk. "I figure we can add some turbines to add some air flow into the engine and the compressor. That should assist in dissipating the heat from the engine and increase the electron generation for the weaponry. Still working with minimizing the space needed to further improve performance. Aside from that, the system should be able to handle it without the turbines, but I'm looking to increase the efficiency and reduce stress on the coolant systems. I'm taking the current body design into account, but I'm drawing up minor modifications for the supplementary system I just explained. I'll have the sketches drawn up in time for the meeting on Friday."
"Excellent, Darius." Embre says, flipping him off while listening to the full explanation. She nods her head here and there as he points at a couple of loose sketches that he already has made. "Well, I'll be back to work on it with you. Just got to check on a few things."
"Gotcha." Darius replies, already looking back at his computer screen.
The hours droll by as Embre and Darius poor over new plans and modifications, briefly arguing over an issue here and there, but eventually agreeing on something or finding a compromise. It isn't long until the work day is already finished and Embre is surprised to realize that it's not only time to go home, but that her loving father's bodyguards have been waiting in the lobby of the building this entire day and she hadn't even noticed that she had been notified many hours earlier. She really had been quite distracted.
She leaves the building, taking the two suits with her with an eyeroll as she moves to get back on the public bus. One of the men stop her, however, to say that they have a personal transport for her. She rolls her eyes again, but witholds any comment as they taker her towards home...where she is to meet up with the sophisticated Phaedra. Soon enough, she finds herself knocking on the woman's door, awkwardly short between two very tall men in black suits and shades. They look ridiculous.
Embre nods her goodbyes to the sophisticated Phaedra as she steps off the bus. It isn't too much longer before she is dropped off at the CMC, herself. The building is large, but more importantly, it has a large space in it just for her. She smirks as she walks through the usual security procedures.
She pulls out her badge as she reaches the elevator, pressing the button to take her to the eleventh floor. After this occurs, a robotic voice fills the small space: "Please scan your card for security clearance verification." Embre slides the ID card across the scanner and waits. A small beep is heard, followed by the voice again.
"Clearance level seven verified, Ms. Fareshield. Thank you for your patience." The elevator finally begins to move and she leans up against the wall and chews some gum, looking up at the camera that gazes down at her vacantly as she hears it slide along the corner of the ceiling.
As the vacant eye moves in her direction, she blows a bubble with her gum and then pops it, closing it inside of her mouth as she winks at the camera and flipping it off just as the doors open. She exits into the loud noise--sounds of clatter, metal against metal, people walking and talking and bustling, arch welding, soldering, and other such processes.
The room she is now in is top secret--entirely classified information that, if discovered to have slipped past her lips, would probably get her killed...or worse. The things they are making in here aren't just mechs. They are making a single, massive one that ways almost a thousand tons and reaches one hundred feet in height, if ever placed together. This is Project 009, also known as "Oberon." The plans for it are quite delicate, and when placed together, it has an almost humanoid appearance:
- Oberon:
Embre pulls out a clipboard, which was on her desk, opening it up to a particular page before moving to station to station, each that contains a small piece of the mech, including a cannon and its head. She looks around as she walks across the floor, taking a look at where the force-glass will be placed in the head. She inspects a bit of the spacing for the lining and scribbles something down on the paper before continuing down through the room.
"How's the reverse ether engine coming?" Embre asks, stopping at a man's desk. He looks up from his computer screen with a look impatience, but he realizes who it is and then smiles, the impatience washing away. She places her hand on her hip, waiting for his reply as he types a few last lines into the database before stopping to say.
"Slower, now that you're here." The man says with a smirk. "I figure we can add some turbines to add some air flow into the engine and the compressor. That should assist in dissipating the heat from the engine and increase the electron generation for the weaponry. Still working with minimizing the space needed to further improve performance. Aside from that, the system should be able to handle it without the turbines, but I'm looking to increase the efficiency and reduce stress on the coolant systems. I'm taking the current body design into account, but I'm drawing up minor modifications for the supplementary system I just explained. I'll have the sketches drawn up in time for the meeting on Friday."
"Excellent, Darius." Embre says, flipping him off while listening to the full explanation. She nods her head here and there as he points at a couple of loose sketches that he already has made. "Well, I'll be back to work on it with you. Just got to check on a few things."
"Gotcha." Darius replies, already looking back at his computer screen.
The hours droll by as Embre and Darius poor over new plans and modifications, briefly arguing over an issue here and there, but eventually agreeing on something or finding a compromise. It isn't long until the work day is already finished and Embre is surprised to realize that it's not only time to go home, but that her loving father's bodyguards have been waiting in the lobby of the building this entire day and she hadn't even noticed that she had been notified many hours earlier. She really had been quite distracted.
She leaves the building, taking the two suits with her with an eyeroll as she moves to get back on the public bus. One of the men stop her, however, to say that they have a personal transport for her. She rolls her eyes again, but witholds any comment as they taker her towards home...where she is to meet up with the sophisticated Phaedra. Soon enough, she finds herself knocking on the woman's door, awkwardly short between two very tall men in black suits and shades. They look ridiculous.
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Re: City: Coldrion
by xenolion 29th July 2013, 9:06 pm
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Phaedra just puts the tortellini on to boil when there is a knock on her door. She pulls it open and seens Embre with two guys. Still giddy from the promotion she steps back and lets Embre in. “Wow, I wasn't expecting guests, so is one for you and one for me.” She laughs at her own joke and winks at Embre. “It is a good thing I always make extra. So would you guys like some wine? I have a nice chilled red on the counter.”
She leads them by the counter. “The tortellini should be ready shortly. Would you like to try the sauce. I tried something different this time, so please tell me what you think. Be honest!”
She pours glasses for all of them. “I want to go out later, I am celebrating!” She raises her glass. “You are now looking at the Aria Healthcare's new District 3 Supply Manager.”
Phaedra just puts the tortellini on to boil when there is a knock on her door. She pulls it open and seens Embre with two guys. Still giddy from the promotion she steps back and lets Embre in. “Wow, I wasn't expecting guests, so is one for you and one for me.” She laughs at her own joke and winks at Embre. “It is a good thing I always make extra. So would you guys like some wine? I have a nice chilled red on the counter.”
She leads them by the counter. “The tortellini should be ready shortly. Would you like to try the sauce. I tried something different this time, so please tell me what you think. Be honest!”
She pours glasses for all of them. “I want to go out later, I am celebrating!” She raises her glass. “You are now looking at the Aria Healthcare's new District 3 Supply Manager.”
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Re: City: Coldrion
by JerriLeah7 30th July 2013, 12:30 am
[ATTN: Phaedra]
"Uh...thanks for the invite." Embre says as she steps in. "I wasn't expecting guests, either, but here they are, stalking me. They don't drink on the job...in fact, you don't have to feed them either, if you don't wanna."
She sticks her tongue out at one of them, but follows her host to a counter and notices that Phaedra seems a little more...excitable than usual. She tastes the sauce and nods her head with appreciation, mumbling something about how it tastes good. The woman wasn't all talk, it seems.
She's about to mention her cooking skills when Phaedra lifts her glass in celebration, revealing a new job position. Embre joins in the toast, giving congratulations with an impressed expression and a nod of approval.
"Wow. That's nifty." Embre says, her head still nodding after she takes a large drink. "Supply Manager. I'm sure that's uh...cool stuff that you medical people do. I wouldn't really know, to be honest."
The two men also toasted, giving congratulations, barely drinking anything and then placing down their glasses. They were trying to be a bit more vocal about their polite approval, as well, but Embre was intentionally speaking much more loudly than either of them when they tried to speak.
"So, where you gonna go out to?" Embre asks with intrigue.
"Uh...thanks for the invite." Embre says as she steps in. "I wasn't expecting guests, either, but here they are, stalking me. They don't drink on the job...in fact, you don't have to feed them either, if you don't wanna."
She sticks her tongue out at one of them, but follows her host to a counter and notices that Phaedra seems a little more...excitable than usual. She tastes the sauce and nods her head with appreciation, mumbling something about how it tastes good. The woman wasn't all talk, it seems.
She's about to mention her cooking skills when Phaedra lifts her glass in celebration, revealing a new job position. Embre joins in the toast, giving congratulations with an impressed expression and a nod of approval.
"Wow. That's nifty." Embre says, her head still nodding after she takes a large drink. "Supply Manager. I'm sure that's uh...cool stuff that you medical people do. I wouldn't really know, to be honest."
The two men also toasted, giving congratulations, barely drinking anything and then placing down their glasses. They were trying to be a bit more vocal about their polite approval, as well, but Embre was intentionally speaking much more loudly than either of them when they tried to speak.
"So, where you gonna go out to?" Embre asks with intrigue.
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Re: City: Coldrion
by xenolion 30th July 2013, 6:05 am
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Phaedra seems a bit confused about the men that Embre is with. She doesn't seem the type to need or even want protection, judging by the way she is treating them. “Nonsense they are here, they will eat. Otherwise it will be rude.”
She turns around and takes out some bowls. One is for the sauce, and the other for the tortellini. “It is a promotion for me, and means I may get to travel. I haven't been outside of Coldrion before, so for me it is exciting.”
She sets out two additional place settings on the table before checking on the tortellini. “Almost ready.” She pours Embre another glass and looks at her mischievously. “Somewhere fun, have any recommendations?”
The food is ready and Phaedra sets it on the table. In addition she has garlic bread and salad greens. She brings juices for the guys, whispering to Embre as they sit down. "So who are the guys? You don't look like one to have an entourage."
Phaedra seems a bit confused about the men that Embre is with. She doesn't seem the type to need or even want protection, judging by the way she is treating them. “Nonsense they are here, they will eat. Otherwise it will be rude.”
She turns around and takes out some bowls. One is for the sauce, and the other for the tortellini. “It is a promotion for me, and means I may get to travel. I haven't been outside of Coldrion before, so for me it is exciting.”
She sets out two additional place settings on the table before checking on the tortellini. “Almost ready.” She pours Embre another glass and looks at her mischievously. “Somewhere fun, have any recommendations?”
The food is ready and Phaedra sets it on the table. In addition she has garlic bread and salad greens. She brings juices for the guys, whispering to Embre as they sit down. "So who are the guys? You don't look like one to have an entourage."
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Re: City: Coldrion
by JerriLeah7 3rd August 2013, 5:44 pm
[ATTN: Phaedra]
Embre remains relaxed as Phaedra moves about to finish cooking the meal. When she mentions that she's never really traveled, Embre is mildly surprised, but says nothing. As she asks her for suggestions, Embre looks up at the ceiling and ponders where to go. Finally, she does smile with a bit of a mischievous smirk as her eyes light up with confirmation.
"Yeah, I know of somewhere we could go. It's not too classy, though. It's mostly for dancing, so I hope you like dancing. If not, we can always make fun of the drunks. They are always amusing." She says, her thoughts finishing her words for her. ...and often remind me of why I prefer mechs for company.
As Phaedra finishes the meal and sets the table for all to eat, the men silently begin to dine as their host brings drinks to everyone before seating herself. She leans over with a whispered question that Embre is not sure if she wants to answer or not. In the end, however, Phaedra decides to tell the truth. Why not, anyways?
"They are bodyguards my dad sent me." Embre replies, not whispering at all. "I don't want bodyguards. I'm a grown woman and I can take care of myself...but daddy dearest doesn't listen, so I get to put up with stalkers."
The glares at them with the last of her words, but the men completely ignore her words entirely, merely eating and looking down at their plates (or at their surroundings with alert responsibility), rather than at Embre's face when she looks at them. It is quite obvious that they are accustomed to her behavior and they don't seem to outwardly care. They must be getting paid a lot.
Embre remains relaxed as Phaedra moves about to finish cooking the meal. When she mentions that she's never really traveled, Embre is mildly surprised, but says nothing. As she asks her for suggestions, Embre looks up at the ceiling and ponders where to go. Finally, she does smile with a bit of a mischievous smirk as her eyes light up with confirmation.
"Yeah, I know of somewhere we could go. It's not too classy, though. It's mostly for dancing, so I hope you like dancing. If not, we can always make fun of the drunks. They are always amusing." She says, her thoughts finishing her words for her. ...and often remind me of why I prefer mechs for company.
As Phaedra finishes the meal and sets the table for all to eat, the men silently begin to dine as their host brings drinks to everyone before seating herself. She leans over with a whispered question that Embre is not sure if she wants to answer or not. In the end, however, Phaedra decides to tell the truth. Why not, anyways?
"They are bodyguards my dad sent me." Embre replies, not whispering at all. "I don't want bodyguards. I'm a grown woman and I can take care of myself...but daddy dearest doesn't listen, so I get to put up with stalkers."
The glares at them with the last of her words, but the men completely ignore her words entirely, merely eating and looking down at their plates (or at their surroundings with alert responsibility), rather than at Embre's face when she looks at them. It is quite obvious that they are accustomed to her behavior and they don't seem to outwardly care. They must be getting paid a lot.
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Re: City: Coldrion
by xenolion 3rd August 2013, 6:16 pm
"Well tonight is all about celebrating, so dancing sounds wonderful. Who knows maybe we can sucker some guys into paying for our drinks too. Although mine will get off easy since I really don't drink much." Phaedra winks at Embre.
She looks at the guys as Embre explains them. "I thought my dad was overprotective. He bought this place and helped with getting my current job. He never did bodyguards. At least they don't interfere with your life. Now that would really suck."
Phaedra looks between the guards and Embre as it finally clicks why she has them. She puts her hand in front of her mouth for a moment to finish what is in it. "Wow you must think I was clueless. It is just you are so normal, which is great." She shakes her head and raises her glass. "Here's to unexpected friendships."
She looks at the guys as Embre explains them. "I thought my dad was overprotective. He bought this place and helped with getting my current job. He never did bodyguards. At least they don't interfere with your life. Now that would really suck."
Phaedra looks between the guards and Embre as it finally clicks why she has them. She puts her hand in front of her mouth for a moment to finish what is in it. "Wow you must think I was clueless. It is just you are so normal, which is great." She shakes her head and raises her glass. "Here's to unexpected friendships."
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Re: City: Coldrion
by JerriLeah7 8th August 2013, 4:24 pm
[ATTN: Phaedra]
Pheadra ponders on the bodyguards when a look of realization pours upon her countenance. She comments about her thinking of her as clueless and Embre smirks while shaking her head. "Nah. Everyone figures it out at some point. I'm not really tryin' to hide it, if ya know what I mean."
She toasts with her, taking a deep sip as the men continue to eat their meal. One of the bodyguard lifts his head up fully long enough to compliment the chef's work before continuing. "So, uh...yeah. They are gonna follow us to the club."
Pheadra ponders on the bodyguards when a look of realization pours upon her countenance. She comments about her thinking of her as clueless and Embre smirks while shaking her head. "Nah. Everyone figures it out at some point. I'm not really tryin' to hide it, if ya know what I mean."
She toasts with her, taking a deep sip as the men continue to eat their meal. One of the bodyguard lifts his head up fully long enough to compliment the chef's work before continuing. "So, uh...yeah. They are gonna follow us to the club."
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Re: City: Coldrion
by xenolion 8th August 2013, 6:18 pm
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"They wouldn't be good bodyguards if they didn't. I will clean up a little and get changed, then we can go out." Phaedra finishes her meal. "Just put your dishes in the sink."
She stands and drops her dishes in the sink before going to her room. She goes to the closet and picks out a nice black dress that shows off her curves. It just hits her knees. Around her neck she wears a nice pendant. Her shoes are a nice pair of heels. She keeps her hair long, brushing it out. Finally she puts on her glasses and rejoins her guests.
"So how do I look?" She spins around. "If you need to get ready, let me know. This is going to be so much fun!"
"They wouldn't be good bodyguards if they didn't. I will clean up a little and get changed, then we can go out." Phaedra finishes her meal. "Just put your dishes in the sink."
She stands and drops her dishes in the sink before going to her room. She goes to the closet and picks out a nice black dress that shows off her curves. It just hits her knees. Around her neck she wears a nice pendant. Her shoes are a nice pair of heels. She keeps her hair long, brushing it out. Finally she puts on her glasses and rejoins her guests.
"So how do I look?" She spins around. "If you need to get ready, let me know. This is going to be so much fun!"
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