[color=39b54a]    Jelly
                                                                   Guild House[/color]
                                                                        


"Burble.  Burble."  There was a door.  It stood up and straight like most doors did, with a knob that some people turned before they stepped inside.  Jelly didn't turn the knob, but it did go inside.  There was a space beneath the door, there always was, because doors didn't like getting their feet dirty and so clung to a wall like a germophobic who hovered over a used toilet seat.  So Jelly just got thinner and slid through that space, no problem, even left room for a little bit of air so the door wouldn't get dirty with all the stuff that had gotten lost within Within the slime demon's gelatinous form.  

The air inside the guild building was cool, and brightly lit.  There wasn't very many people around, except for someone behind the counter.  Jelly didn't know the person, but there was a desk in front of them, and they glowed with the air of one who was used to being asked questions, and knew, without a doubt, in the same way a prophet on hallucinogens knew without a doubt, that the moving green mass heading right for them was going to make the day feel a lot longer than the previous rate, an impressive feet since there hadn't been any action for the last three hours--unless one were willing to accepting twenty minutes of flying chasing and face slapping with a fly swatter, which wouldn't be accepted because nothing of the like ever happened to the person behind the counter.  

The green slime stopped in front of the desk and bubbled.  There was a pause before a wet voice muttered.  "Need money for lawyer.  This place gives money.  Jelly need money for lawyer so Jelly can get more money."

The woman behind the desk scratched the tip of her nose and wondered if it was too late to get a job catching crabs in Alaska or Las Vegas.  Probably was seeing there was no way to get back.  "Well..."  She said looking at her papers and shuffling them back and forth to give the illusion she was looking for something on one of them, as opposed to a way out as she was hoping for.  "We don't just give away money here, you know?  We have jobs that we pay people once they complete one of tasks."  The slime didn't move, but she was certain it was looking around for some kind of picture that would do a better job at explaining things than she could've.  "Uhm.  I tell you to do something, you do it, and then I give you money like a trade."

"Oh."  The voice sounded like water being sloshed around a metal bucket.  "Enough for a lawyer?  Jelly needs enough for a lawyer."

"Mmm.  Not really that much.  We don't have anything like that for the moment."  She looked at the papers again, willing a magical portal that would lead her to somewhere less stressful like the land of ice queens and Jesus symbolizing lions.  "Uhm.  Do you have any special skills?"  The slime gave her a look.  It was impressive how much of a look it was considering that it didn't look like anything besides a green puddle that would leave a stain on the floor that would get her yelled at around closing time.  "You need a skill of some sort so I can give you a job that you can do."

"Jelly can be flat or bumpy if that helps?!"

"It doesn't."  There was a scream growing somewhere down at the back of the woman's throat.  She shoved it down with a swallow and drowned it with a deep drink of water from a large cup at the corner of her desk.  There was a picture of a crossed out L because Christmas was her favorite time of the year growing up up till she got a job at a department store and started to hate the damn season.  The boss had given it to her as a joke as it was one of the only two things she brought with her when she fell into the town, the other was her never ending cheerfulness..  "But if you'd like to leave and come back later we might have something?"

Another pause and another impossibly hard stare that bore into her out of every shimmering green inch of slime.  "Jelly will wait here.  Woman looks frustrated.  Jelly will be company."

"NO!"  The woman nearly screamed.  "I mean.  No that's alright. Please go.  Go and I'll give you a dollar next time I see you?  How about it?"
  
"Leaving isn't job for Jelly.  Leaving isn't really a job.  Jelly stayed."

"But you'll get paid."  The woman gasped at the puddle, more confused and frustrated than before which was something that was definitely going to get a highlight area in her diary.  The green bit only shimmered in the light.  "Wait.  Here's a job."  she said, shuffling the papers randomly.  "Hold the door open and I'll give you a dollar at the end of the day.  How about that?  You can do that, right?  But you have to be on the other side of the door so I can't see you."

"Dollar enough for lawyer?"

The woman swallowed hard.  "Almost."  She nodded her head.  "Almost."

There was a plopping sound, probably the slime demon's thought process going into overload. "Jelly will do it."  The slime didn't turn around it just started sliding towards the door.

"And remember, other side."

"Other side.  Jelly remember."  The slime stopped at the door and a green hand appeared at the center of the mass and extended to take the door's handle, and turned it slowly.  "Jelly will hold door open and wait on the other side."  The hand pushed the door open and the slime slid underneath it.  Another hand held grabbed the other knob and held it while the first one sunk back into the mass.  "Jelly is on other side.  Now Jelly will wait "