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[OPEN] October Post
Redbright Institute
Open to Redbright affiliates.
[Oliver is getting settled into his new role now. He can often be seen out and about, fixing computers, phones, or whatever else might need doing. It's often basic stuff. Not too different from his last job in the end besides the kinds of people he's working around. Turns out the supernatural are just as prone to not realizing their printer isn't plugged in as anyone else.
He tries to make small talk with other staff members where he can, but he's a little awkward about it. Definitely still an outsider, and not just because he's a standard human. Much of the time he's not working on projects he's in his office, typing at his computer but more than available if anyone should come knocking.]
Some Bar Somewhere
OTA, Friday evenings.
[After a week of work it's nice kick back and relax with a beer or two. He stands at the bar, tending to keep to himself at first, though he's responsive to small talk.
It's later on when he's a little more tipsy he's less capable of that. A little more likely to bump into someone followed by a stuttered apology. He can be found outside too, attempting to clear his head, but maybe wincing a little at the smoke of cigarettes inevitably lit near the door.]
Coffee Shop
OTA, whenever.
[Sometimes a guy's got to have coffee. He's more than capable of making his own, but he appreciates the fancy kind beyond his skill that no good barista would consider coffee anymore. Especially when there are seasonal varieties for him to enjoy.
Maybe his pumpkin spice latte is a little eye roll worthy, but hey, it tastes really good.]
Open to Redbright affiliates.
[Oliver is getting settled into his new role now. He can often be seen out and about, fixing computers, phones, or whatever else might need doing. It's often basic stuff. Not too different from his last job in the end besides the kinds of people he's working around. Turns out the supernatural are just as prone to not realizing their printer isn't plugged in as anyone else.
He tries to make small talk with other staff members where he can, but he's a little awkward about it. Definitely still an outsider, and not just because he's a standard human. Much of the time he's not working on projects he's in his office, typing at his computer but more than available if anyone should come knocking.]
Some Bar Somewhere
OTA, Friday evenings.
[After a week of work it's nice kick back and relax with a beer or two. He stands at the bar, tending to keep to himself at first, though he's responsive to small talk.
It's later on when he's a little more tipsy he's less capable of that. A little more likely to bump into someone followed by a stuttered apology. He can be found outside too, attempting to clear his head, but maybe wincing a little at the smoke of cigarettes inevitably lit near the door.]
Coffee Shop
OTA, whenever.
[Sometimes a guy's got to have coffee. He's more than capable of making his own, but he appreciates the fancy kind beyond his skill that no good barista would consider coffee anymore. Especially when there are seasonal varieties for him to enjoy.
Maybe his pumpkin spice latte is a little eye roll worthy, but hey, it tastes really good.]
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[He manages to refrain from complimenting her on her ranking. By her tone she doesn't seem as though she'd appreciate that, and he can't blame her for it. Even if he hadn't fielded a number of complaints for it already he could understand why she might be upset by the site's existence. Most wouldn't be sympathetic to the twinge of jealousy he feels that he's not the type of person to end up on there.]
Don't worry. I should be able to fix both of these. I don't think it'll take too long, but if you've got other things to do you could always come back later.
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I’ll stay for a few minutes, if you don’t mind. I’m curious how much damage has been done.
[Gwen leans back in the chair, trying (and failing) to wait patiently. The full moon is almost here, which means her tolerance for nonsense like this is rapidly fading.]
Can’t the school do anything about it? [she blurts out.] The site, I mean?
*((Typing her account name in a post felt like that awkward moment when a film’s title is used in spoken dialogue (see the new “Assassin’s Creed” trailer). But the wording fit, so whatever.))