[Event Post]

[triade_oscura]

::Is sitting at a stall, with a sign reading "Recruitment", in the park or at DA near the Monorail. She's wearing white pants and a tank top with a black jacket and sunglasses. Reading a book called "True Man's World", flipping pages.

Obviously you should bother her. She looks bored as shit.::

Comments

[triade_oscura]

... You again?

::Flips page.::

Opportunity of a life time for a high paying job, if you're smart enough.

[misplacedspirit]

"Me again."

"So, smart enough. Am I going to have to go through a brain-draining process then?"

[triade_oscura]

Why the fuck would I brain drain you, you fat whale? ::Flips through her book a bit.::

The most I'd do is make you look not look like a lazy fat shut-in.

[misplacedspirit]

"Because none of you seem to have half a brain betwixt you, you vapid fool."

"And I am not a lazy fat shut-in."

[triade_oscura]

My IQ is fucking huge. Then what have you been doing, shut-in lardqueen?

[misplacedspirit]

"Then why are you trying to recruit every idiot that walks past? Idiot."

"And I've been bookkeeping, for the record."

[triade_oscura]

I'm not. I test them first. And book keeping were? The fatty fat university for overweight blobs?

[misplacedspirit]

"Bookkeeping the current supernatural artifacts and incidents in the city, since the rate has skyrocketed since you morons got here and you stole all my hard workers."

"And how do you plan to test them?"

[triade_oscura]

Bookkeeping for who. And we didn't steal them, we just offered better pay.

::Holds out a card.:: Like so.

[misplacedspirit]

"Myself, primarily, for when I rebuild my network. With a little bit more muscle than bone."

[ Grudgingly reaches out to take the card.]

[triade_oscura]

Come some time, I might be able to get yer network back together, bitchtits.

::It tells you to go to the trashy resort down town.::