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YES! The shitty paperwork finally went through!

A'ight y'all, listen up! If y' ain't scared a the dark an' y' ain't scared a ghosts an' vampires an' werewolves an' shit an' yer the kinda person that likes t' get paid...

[He takes a deep breath. That was a lot to say in one breath!]

I'm hirin'!

Need someone t' work full time on the de- phone. Gotta be good at organizin' shit an' makin' schedules an' keepin' track a who's where an' how long they're gonna be at it. Rent y' a li'l office t' work in if y' need, or y' can work from yer own place if that's how y' do. Whatever, so long as y' do a good job I don't give a shit how y' get it done. Officially called the position a scheduler, so if that's the kinda river y' feed int', gimme a ring.

An' I'mma need a buncha badasses t' do the rest. 'S part-time, probly. Move y' up t' full time if we get swamped. Gonna be the kinda work that goes well with bounty huntin' or hangin' in the dungeon or fightin' the coliseum circuit, actually. Jus' somethin' kinda steady y' can do on the side so y' ain't gotta worry if y' need a week off or some shit, aye? All y' gotta do's walk with people an' make sure they get where they's goin', safe an' sound. Prob'ly usually after dark. In Everglade. So there's yer catch, sheheheheh! Gotta know yer way 'round the city or be willin' t' learn it damn fast, in case y' gotta change someone's route for reasons, if y' catch my drift. Also gotta be badass 'nuff t' discourage folk lookin' t' pick a fight with someone, aye? An' beyond that, badass 'nuff t' finish the damn fight an' come out on top if discouragement don't work. Sounds like shit y' wanna do, then let's chat, aye?

Last thing. If yer someone that needs t' get 'round from one place t' 'nother an' yer feelin' a bit nervous 'bout gettin' mugged or hunted, give Jolly Eddy's a call. We'll find y' a friend t' make sure y' get where yer goin' as fuss free as possible. Day or night, no questions asked. Fliers go up at the beginnin' a the week.

That's all.

Later Gaters!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Uhhh, well the walker boys is gonna depend on how busy we get, catch me? Some fancy accountant did some shit an' says we might could figure on 'bout two or three thousand Red Bills a month.

[For ooc reference, that's around **.]

Scheduler's gonna hafta be able t' answer the phone all day an' keep track a everbody, so it'll be a full time thing. Said forty-five hunnerd's [***] fair for that kinda work. 'S like bein' an administrative assistant or some shit. So that's where we'll start off. Figure that's a good baseline, an' whatever y' need more'n that y' can make doin' bounties or whatever else makes y' happy.

Intrested?

As long as I don't have to use pigeons to get assignments out to people, I'm interested. I can do either really, though I'm not really familiar with dealing with ghosts.

Nah, jus' the phones. So what kinda experience y' bringin' t' the table? Ever done this kind a shit afore?

Close, yeah. My grandfather dragged me around on business stuff, my dad too. They managed a... courier service. Real old fashioned guys, but I learned everything he knew.

[By courier service he means Assassin cell, but the rest isn't much of a lie. Though there's a few dozen greats in front of Ezio's status.]

It's kinda in my blood.

[Namur nods.]

A'ight, makes sense how that'd translate. When y' think y' can get over here for a couple other tests I got in mind?

Quickest I can be is however long it'll take to get over to where you are by foot, but if sometime later's easier for you that'll be fine as well.

Name's Desmond, by the way.

[Namur sends him an address in Everglade.]

Be waitin' for y', Desmond. Let's see what y' can do.

See you in a bit then.

[It'll probably take him a little over an hour to get there, he's not exactly close but he's got parkour and stamina on his side.]

[It's just some less trafficked street corner. Namur's leaned up against a wall, chatting amiably with a young man sporting an animal nose and pronounced canines. When Desmond arrives, he clicks a stopwatch in his hand, claps the boy on the back, and makes his way over.]

What part a the world was y' comin' from?

[He's only a little out of breath, he did run and climb over a couple of the rooftops in his way after all.]

Was checking out Nova City a bit, Genessia proper's a bit... [He shrugs, offering his hand in greeting.]

Good to meet you properly though.

[Namur whistles.]

Not bad timin', then.

[Namur extends his own, webbed hand and shakes Desmond's firmly. The skin is thick and textured, even where it isn't calloused.]

Live up in Nova m'self, though I been tossin' 'round the idea a movin' t' Fayren. One's got shit t' do, the other's got a nice open ocean.

[He shrugs, sucking in air between his teeth. It's a tough decision, after all.]

So how long since y' hatched yerself outta the creepy egg cave?

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