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Yeah I was getting so frustrated that nothing I was writing was going through!
When Yolanda nodded Baylen grinned wider, pleased she was down to play the ridiculous game with him and get to know him a bit. Hopefully he would see if she was the kind of girl that just looked the part or really was simply bad ass. But her look, her style, it wasn't forced and it seemed genuine to him. Her honesty with who she was was probably what truly intrigued him.
"OK, since you probably hate this shit more than I do, I'll go first. Let me think of two truths and a lie." He paused for a moment, thinking about his life and what his statements would be. He also thought of how he could segue this orientation activity into seeing if she would be down to help him out, or at least keep his secrets. He looked around the beach, hoping to catch Gwen's eye and give her a smile, making sure she knew he was still looking to spend time with her. He looked back to Yolanda, still thinking to himself, and quietly stared in to her dark orbs for a moment searching for her pupils, which seemed to be lost in a sea of darkness. Finally he straightened himself and said "Alright I got my statements. Good luck, because I'm a good liar." He cleared his throat. "OK, first, my parents run a Fortune 500 company and make mega-bucks. Two, I speak fluent French. And three, my favored vice is alcohol." He let his smile drop to just a small one, keeping his facial expressions toned as she made her decision on which two were true of him and which one was false.
"OK, since you probably hate this shit more than I do, I'll go first. Let me think of two truths and a lie." He paused for a moment, thinking about his life and what his statements would be. He also thought of how he could segue this orientation activity into seeing if she would be down to help him out, or at least keep his secrets. He looked around the beach, hoping to catch Gwen's eye and give her a smile, making sure she knew he was still looking to spend time with her. He looked back to Yolanda, still thinking to himself, and quietly stared in to her dark orbs for a moment searching for her pupils, which seemed to be lost in a sea of darkness. Finally he straightened himself and said "Alright I got my statements. Good luck, because I'm a good liar." He cleared his throat. "OK, first, my parents run a Fortune 500 company and make mega-bucks. Two, I speak fluent French. And three, my favored vice is alcohol." He let his smile drop to just a small one, keeping his facial expressions toned as she made her decision on which two were true of him and which one was false.
First IC post is up, everyone can start entering! Thanks for the patience guys :)
Alex passed Elise and gave her a big smile and wave "Morning. I'll see you in the kitchen shortly." Alex kept moving, in a hurry to finish her task and get back to meet up with the group. She had an announcement for them and wanted to catch them all in the kitchen, hopefully devouring her healthy breakfast.
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Sean had served himself a plate of egg whites and turkey bacon with slices of c antelope. He looked at the plate dismally, probably standing there and staring at it for too long, before the others began to enter the kitchen and distract him from his frail breakfast. Alex meant well but she was known for being the health nut in the firehouse, berating anyone drinking a soda, even if it was diet, and making way too healthy meals when she got her hands on the kitchen. Thankfully it was mostly her nagging on healthy eating that the house had to worry about because the candidate normally cooked.
Sean looked to Colin as he entered. Colin was Alex's ying to her yang. Alex was always full of energy and bubbly when she wasn't barking orders. Even when she demanded respect, she got it with a lot of love back. It was hard not to like Alex and she seemed always to be in a good mood. Colin was not. He was aloof and standoffish, at least to Sean, and he hadn't been able to get to know him very well yet. Perhaps an overbearingly healthy breakfast might help break through that ice.
"Morning" he replied, watching as Colin grabbed his breakfast and went straight away to the dining room table to eat.
Sean exhaled deeply, looking back down at his food, but before he could decide if he would try and strike up a conversation with Colin he saw Elise enter the kitchen.
"Breakfast burger?"
"Elise you are a gift from God." With a sigh of relief he dropped his plate of health fluff on the counter and stepped forward to Elise. He scooped up her face in his hands and leaned forward, kissing her square in the center of her forehead. "I love you" he said, with too much passion for a just the gift of a burger. He took the burger she offered and ripped open the package, the once encased smell of pure delight now wafting over his face. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply before opening them again and pulling the burger up to his lips for a large bite. In a muffled sound full of burger he groaned "Oh my God, it's so good." He grinned, keeping his lips closed as he finished the far to big of a bite he chomped down on.
So, how was your break anyway? Been a while since I saw you around here." Elise asked.
“Yeah, Sean, how was your break?” Gabrielle asked, rounding the corner just in time to hear Elise asking.
After swallowing his bite so he could speak clearly, he nodded to Gabrielle as she joined them, giving her a smile. "Hey, thanks. It was great. I went to three of the local schools and gave some talks about fire safety and what we do in the fire house. You should have seen the looks on these kids' faces when I shared some of our stories with them. The look of pure awe and inspiration! I have everything I need to bring to Chief to get his help in setting up some visits for the schools to come to our firehouse to get more hands on, full visual learning. I visited my parents for a bit too, they loved having so much time with me, and hung with some buddies from training. But I'm glad to be back. I probably did more drinking than I should have too so I'll need to get back in shape." He took another large bite of his burger, half because it was just so damn good, and half because he felt guilty for avoiding Alex's breakfast and wanted to finish it before she returned. He turned to Elise and held up what was left of the burger, his mouth still full as he said in his muffled tone "I owe you", smiling with his cheeks full of satisfaction. He lead Elise with him over to join Colin and Gabrielle, sitting down to finish his burger.
"So, what have you guys been up to? Anything exciting I should know about or get caught up on?" He looked around the table at them all.
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Sean had served himself a plate of egg whites and turkey bacon with slices of c antelope. He looked at the plate dismally, probably standing there and staring at it for too long, before the others began to enter the kitchen and distract him from his frail breakfast. Alex meant well but she was known for being the health nut in the firehouse, berating anyone drinking a soda, even if it was diet, and making way too healthy meals when she got her hands on the kitchen. Thankfully it was mostly her nagging on healthy eating that the house had to worry about because the candidate normally cooked.
Sean looked to Colin as he entered. Colin was Alex's ying to her yang. Alex was always full of energy and bubbly when she wasn't barking orders. Even when she demanded respect, she got it with a lot of love back. It was hard not to like Alex and she seemed always to be in a good mood. Colin was not. He was aloof and standoffish, at least to Sean, and he hadn't been able to get to know him very well yet. Perhaps an overbearingly healthy breakfast might help break through that ice.
"Morning" he replied, watching as Colin grabbed his breakfast and went straight away to the dining room table to eat.
Sean exhaled deeply, looking back down at his food, but before he could decide if he would try and strike up a conversation with Colin he saw Elise enter the kitchen.
"Breakfast burger?"
"Elise you are a gift from God." With a sigh of relief he dropped his plate of health fluff on the counter and stepped forward to Elise. He scooped up her face in his hands and leaned forward, kissing her square in the center of her forehead. "I love you" he said, with too much passion for a just the gift of a burger. He took the burger she offered and ripped open the package, the once encased smell of pure delight now wafting over his face. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply before opening them again and pulling the burger up to his lips for a large bite. In a muffled sound full of burger he groaned "Oh my God, it's so good." He grinned, keeping his lips closed as he finished the far to big of a bite he chomped down on.
So, how was your break anyway? Been a while since I saw you around here." Elise asked.
“Yeah, Sean, how was your break?” Gabrielle asked, rounding the corner just in time to hear Elise asking.
After swallowing his bite so he could speak clearly, he nodded to Gabrielle as she joined them, giving her a smile. "Hey, thanks. It was great. I went to three of the local schools and gave some talks about fire safety and what we do in the fire house. You should have seen the looks on these kids' faces when I shared some of our stories with them. The look of pure awe and inspiration! I have everything I need to bring to Chief to get his help in setting up some visits for the schools to come to our firehouse to get more hands on, full visual learning. I visited my parents for a bit too, they loved having so much time with me, and hung with some buddies from training. But I'm glad to be back. I probably did more drinking than I should have too so I'll need to get back in shape." He took another large bite of his burger, half because it was just so damn good, and half because he felt guilty for avoiding Alex's breakfast and wanted to finish it before she returned. He turned to Elise and held up what was left of the burger, his mouth still full as he said in his muffled tone "I owe you", smiling with his cheeks full of satisfaction. He lead Elise with him over to join Colin and Gabrielle, sitting down to finish his burger.
"So, what have you guys been up to? Anything exciting I should know about or get caught up on?" He looked around the table at them all.
Baylen jogged back to the group, kicking sand up from his sandals as he neared them. He saw they were forming groups already, pairs for Claire's orientation activity. He was used to these, and this one actually wasn't so bad. having heard the activity before bouncing off he knew how it would work. His immediate thought went to Gwen. He would love to get to know her, though he hoped that today wouldn't be the last day of the camp he would have alone with her in conversation. But his thoughts changed quickly when he saw Yolanda off to the side by herself, leaning against the pier. He stood there a moment, staring again and lost in his thoughts. Perhaps she was his ticket to get his weed. God, I sound like a drugee, but the more I think about it the more I'm craving it! I know Claire fucking has it and I need someone to help me get it. He highly doubted Gwen was someone he could trust to help him score some marijuana off the camp counselor. She was a laid back girl so she definitely could be down for it, especially if she didn't know what it was. But it wasn't worth the wait and risk to find out. Yolanda seemed like the kind of girl that wouldn't give a shit about weed or be completely down to fish it out.
Baylen pocketed his camera and began walking towards Yolanda. When she would look to him he would give a half-smile and a small wave. As he came to her he put both hands up in front of him "I come in peace. I won't force you to participate, but it'd be cool if we were partners for this lame gig." He placed his hands back in the back pockets of his jeans and looked to her, waiting to see how she would reply and if she would be down to get to know him. He was confident he could find out soon enough if she was the girl he thought she was. She definitely looked the bad-ass part, something that intrigued him.
Baylen pocketed his camera and began walking towards Yolanda. When she would look to him he would give a half-smile and a small wave. As he came to her he put both hands up in front of him "I come in peace. I won't force you to participate, but it'd be cool if we were partners for this lame gig." He placed his hands back in the back pockets of his jeans and looked to her, waiting to see how she would reply and if she would be down to get to know him. He was confident he could find out soon enough if she was the girl he thought she was. She definitely looked the bad-ass part, something that intrigued him.
OK cool!! I'll post your CS once it's finished.
@Voltus_Ventus
@Liriia
@SheriffLlama
Accepted!
@Liriia
@SheriffLlama
Accepted!
The morning was just beginning, 8:00am on the dot as Radek made his coffee at the Cafeteria as part of his normal routine; two creams, one sugar, and the real stuff none of the fake sugar that he hated, although still had available for his performers and staff.
Orientation was to begin today sharp at 8:30am, held in the center of the Aerial floors, Level 4, on the large floor mat that sat right in the center. It was big enough to accommodate his entire staff for the show, performers and developers. Orientation was his way to introduce himself to his newly hired performers, some who have already been training with him, and lay down the rules and regulations. His rules didn't change often but when they did, each performer was required to sign his contract. If a rule was broken they would be reprimanded or perhaps let go immediately. Luckily, his rules were simple. People loved the show because they can feel how much the performers enjoy their work and their work environment. Radek always dreamed of having not only a grand circus show for the world to enjoy, but a large family of his own, there for each other no matter what, and despite how different they might be or where they come from across the world.
Radek walked with his cup of coffee in hand, inhaling the sweet and flavorful aroma, before taking a tentative sip of the hot beverage. He made his way towards the staircase and began lazily walking up on the right side, left hand grasping his coffee cup, right hand grazing the rail for guidance. He was a timely man, a man strict to his daily routine. He always gave himself enough time to be where he needed to be, get things done to their due dates, but without the rush or frantic actions that would normally follow a procrastinator.
Radek always wore casual clothes and today, Orientation day, was no different. He wore his black sweatpants that were fitted, scrunched at his ankles. He had his dark soft padded sandals on and a white v-neck t-shirt. A loose sweater covered his back with a dark scarf hung lazily over his neck and hanging on the sides at his front. His glasses sat on top of his head.
Every person involved in his show received from Radek two hand-written letters for Orientation day. The first letter was a 2 week notice. The second letter was more casual, sent three days prior, as a courtesy reminder. His regular performers knew he expected punctuality. His new performers would learn soon enough.
Orientation was to begin today sharp at 8:30am, held in the center of the Aerial floors, Level 4, on the large floor mat that sat right in the center. It was big enough to accommodate his entire staff for the show, performers and developers. Orientation was his way to introduce himself to his newly hired performers, some who have already been training with him, and lay down the rules and regulations. His rules didn't change often but when they did, each performer was required to sign his contract. If a rule was broken they would be reprimanded or perhaps let go immediately. Luckily, his rules were simple. People loved the show because they can feel how much the performers enjoy their work and their work environment. Radek always dreamed of having not only a grand circus show for the world to enjoy, but a large family of his own, there for each other no matter what, and despite how different they might be or where they come from across the world.
Radek walked with his cup of coffee in hand, inhaling the sweet and flavorful aroma, before taking a tentative sip of the hot beverage. He made his way towards the staircase and began lazily walking up on the right side, left hand grasping his coffee cup, right hand grazing the rail for guidance. He was a timely man, a man strict to his daily routine. He always gave himself enough time to be where he needed to be, get things done to their due dates, but without the rush or frantic actions that would normally follow a procrastinator.
Radek always wore casual clothes and today, Orientation day, was no different. He wore his black sweatpants that were fitted, scrunched at his ankles. He had his dark soft padded sandals on and a white v-neck t-shirt. A loose sweater covered his back with a dark scarf hung lazily over his neck and hanging on the sides at his front. His glasses sat on top of his head.
Every person involved in his show received from Radek two hand-written letters for Orientation day. The first letter was a 2 week notice. The second letter was more casual, sent three days prior, as a courtesy reminder. His regular performers knew he expected punctuality. His new performers would learn soon enough.
Name> Radek Zelenka
Age> 34
Appearance>
5"9, 175lbs
Role(s) in Show> Creator and Producer
Personality>
The Good: smart, confident, highly creative, open to new ideas, calm and patient, very loving and loyal to those he truly cares for
The Bad: dependent on other people for love, hates being alone, works too much as he is always trying to perfect his shows,
Eccentricity>Radek grew up with the understanding that family comes first. His show and his performers have become part of his family. He expects the entire cast, family, to be on time for dinner every Thursday evening at 6:00pm in the Restaurant, a dinner everyone is required to attend for 2 hours or he gets extremely upset and has been known to fire performers for not attending. He gets very anxious and has had small panic attacks when he is alone by himself for too long. Even if he is standing in the same room as someone and not talking it is enough to keep him at ease.
Professional and Personal Background> Grew up performing with his parents across Europe in a family-run exotic circus show. When his parents passed he had a vision to continue their legacy through his own massive and highly creative, different circus show. He encourages performers who come from all walks of life with strange backgrounds, oddities, or needs for second chances. Radek developed a poor sense of independence. While he is an intelligent and confident man and highly creative, he does not feel complete without his family, which have are now his performers. If he did not have them and his show he would be nothing. For fear of losing his show, his performers, which would be like losing his life, he puts everything he has in to his creation, as well as ensuring his family stays unity.
Professional Skills>Radek worked in balancing acts both on his own and with others and dappled in some trapeze work. Sometimes he will peform but it is not often as he focuses on creating his show.
Living Arrangement>Lives in the Training Facility, which he calls home, in Apt 1, always available for his family if they need him.
Age> 34
Appearance>
5"9, 175lbs
Role(s) in Show> Creator and Producer
Personality>
The Good: smart, confident, highly creative, open to new ideas, calm and patient, very loving and loyal to those he truly cares for
The Bad: dependent on other people for love, hates being alone, works too much as he is always trying to perfect his shows,
Eccentricity>Radek grew up with the understanding that family comes first. His show and his performers have become part of his family. He expects the entire cast, family, to be on time for dinner every Thursday evening at 6:00pm in the Restaurant, a dinner everyone is required to attend for 2 hours or he gets extremely upset and has been known to fire performers for not attending. He gets very anxious and has had small panic attacks when he is alone by himself for too long. Even if he is standing in the same room as someone and not talking it is enough to keep him at ease.
Professional and Personal Background> Grew up performing with his parents across Europe in a family-run exotic circus show. When his parents passed he had a vision to continue their legacy through his own massive and highly creative, different circus show. He encourages performers who come from all walks of life with strange backgrounds, oddities, or needs for second chances. Radek developed a poor sense of independence. While he is an intelligent and confident man and highly creative, he does not feel complete without his family, which have are now his performers. If he did not have them and his show he would be nothing. For fear of losing his show, his performers, which would be like losing his life, he puts everything he has in to his creation, as well as ensuring his family stays unity.
Professional Skills>Radek worked in balancing acts both on his own and with others and dappled in some trapeze work. Sometimes he will peform but it is not often as he focuses on creating his show.
Living Arrangement>Lives in the Training Facility, which he calls home, in Apt 1, always available for his family if they need him.
Oh man those eyes x_X *cuteoverload*
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