DarknessDawning

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Ona accepted her excusal with the same apathy with which he returned to his work. She nodded briefly and was up and out of his office before he'd gotten the chance to narrow the results to Elliot. With a decided stiffness, still rigid from her experience she passed the distracted desk clerk without bothering to acknowledge the airhead. She proceeded directly back to the interview room, as though even the smallest detour would set off another spike on her charts that would alert the bosses. In reality, her charts were probably spiking already as she tried to think of how to reverse an upward trend that the bosses saw as problematic.

When she entered, she was still in a bit of a trance that resulted in her scowl at Jules' bad habit being delayed. "If they're looking at me... they're probably looking at you too. Do you have to do that today?" She groaned, but let it go at that, proceeding to the stack of files to remind herself of who was next. The rest of the day was a blur. Ona conducted her duties like a programmed robot unable to disobey an order. During lunch, she remained in the observation room to "keep herself from getting distracted". Even Ona was allowed bad days now and then, but today seemed particularly difficult for her. Despite her issues, she pressed on without any further outbursts or issues. When the interviews were done and it was time to clock out, Ona was unusually prepared to leave. Rather than staying to re-organize the files or review the notes they'd made on each interviewee, she simply gathered her things and prepared to leave. She gave Jules a cordial farewell that was unbecoming to their usual closer relationship, and excused herself.

Once she was home, She stripped herself of her two day old clothing and makeup and stood in the steaming water of the shower for nearly an hour. Somewhere in the back of her head, her mind bothered her with the memory that she'd not eaten anything in two days now... and that this fact was considered unhealthy. Still, her stomach felt like a hole punched straight through her body, and she'd trained herself out of an appetite long ago. Instead of eating anything real, she settled for sipping at warm broth soup while reading the most recent fashion magazine she'd received, and putting herself to bed early. Tomorrow, she needed to exhibit lower levels of stress... the bosses demanded it.

Castle of the Immortals (Reboot)

I must say - holy shit... a couple of very busy days at work and I'm already 40 pays behind?! I thought you said this wouldn't be super fast paced >_<

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@pugbutter - do you have anything else that you wanted to do with this day or can i skip through the rest of the interviews?

Castle of the Immortals (Reboot)

Updated Chara submission

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"I... uh" His commentary caught her quite by surprise. He was concerned about her fertility? About her development of ulcers or a stroke? She easily passed off the last two as an actual concern that she might miss work or need replacing altogether which would be very costly for the company. The first she couldn't make sense of though. "I don't ever plan on having children sir. That's not a concern of mine." She smiled awkwardly, hoping that the comment and the gesture settled some sort of concern in his mind. If he were really picking through every moment of her file he would notice for sure that she technically clocked in yesterday afternoon and had never clocked out, pouring in to the very moment that she was sitting before him now. "I'm quite alright really. I don't vacation really... I uhm... well I'm very dedicated to my work sir. Especially now when we have positions that need to be filled. I'm needed here, and I enjoy my job. I'm happy here I assure you."

She wasn't sure where he was going with all of this, but she had a building fear in her gut that he was going to force her to take vacation time. She had no idea what she would do with time off. She had nowhere to go, no one to see. The thought of sitting alone with herself for days on end was enough to make her consider begging to be medicated instead... though she hated the thought of meds too. Most of them included the potential side effect of "weight gain". She worked so hard to maintain her shape and still had pounds that she wanted to lose. She couldn't afford unnecessary weight from some anxiety medication. But if he required it of her, she supposed she would simply have to exercise more and eat less to accommodate it. She'd rather that that be sent home.

"Is there, anything else sir? I did leave my partner with the interviewees. It can be difficult to remember all of the files and conduct the interviews appropriately without the prompting of another to guide the questioning session as needed. I should really get back as soon as possible." She didn't want to rush him, but at the same time he seemed to be dilly dallying, and she didn't want to give him anymore time to consider or lecture her on her need for a vacation. She wanted to remind him she was needed here and now, and get out of his sight as soon as possible.

Castle of the Immortals (Reboot)

Queen Genevieve Krishkov

Name: Genevieve Krishkov
Age: 1000+

Personality: Genevieve, unlike her husband, has grown more with the times. Despite her actual numerical age, she values her physical youth and believes strongly in enjoying one's time. She loves her family, and loves her children, and would do anything for any of them. She prefers to act the age that she looks these days though. Perhaps a cooling relationship that's gone on just a bit too long has left her seeking attention elsewhere.

Bio: Genevieve met Duvalt when he was already a mature and seasoned vampire. She was changed the ol' fashioned way and took her place at his side. For centuries, they were inseparable and she birthed him many children. Still, some said that even the king wasn't strong enough to confine the outgoing, flirtatious personality that he had married, and that perhaps at time the Queen kept the company of younger, more vibrant men.

Likes: Dancing, music, fashion, attention, feeling young
Dislikes: being reminded of her actual age, silence, loneliness
Extra: The Queen keeps a regular flow of company of humans and young vampires, and often goes out at night. Some say it's to keep her feeling young, others suggest that she's doing more than playing and feeding. However if one were to suggest it in her presence, they would be likely to find themselves no longer living.

Sasha Krishkov - 12th born

Name: Sasha Krishkov
Age (100-500): 127
Number child is in line: 12th
Sexuality : Bisexual
Personality: Sasha seems introverted and coy at times, but she's the youngest and this is mostly a manipulation technique. She's quite vain and can be greedy for attention and affection. She's so far from the line of the thrown, she hardly cares whether she looks royal or not and is more than willing to whine or fuss until her parents and siblings give in to her demands.

Bio: Sasha is still young and vibrant. She still ages physically, and there's much to be said about one's connection to humanity as long as they continue to change with time. As such, she has a particular affinity for humans that seems to go beyond that of her siblings. She enjoys their warmth and their willingness to dote on her. Still, she can be highly immature and has been through many "boyfriends", some without the happiest of endings. Instead of real relationships, Sasha seems to find her pick of the week and fall in love with the attention they give her. When it wears off, she moves on. She blames the lack of attention from her parents and siblings. Maybe if they were better to her, she'd care more to be around them.

Likes: Fast paced anything (rollercoasters, zip lining, speed boats, plane rides, etc), money, attention, parties, travel, swimming
Dislikes: being told she's immature, being corrected, being ignored, old or ugly people
Extra: Sasha finds water calming and has been oddly drawn to it. Many of the friends she makes have water based hobbies which further feeds this obsession with elongated sailing trips, scuba diving, or other water activities.

Johnathan Hartley

Name: Johnathan Hartley
Age (13-40): 23
Sexuality : Asexual/Unsure
Where they reside: In the left wing tower

Personality: Johnathan is quiet mostly. He has a warm heart and a sense of humor, but it's obvious he doesn't get out much. His reserved nature makes him more vulnerable to embarrassment and anxiety.

Bio: Johnathan came to work for the Krishkov's when he was 16. At first he did odds and ends jobs around the castle, always a bit fearful that he would become the next meal, but around 18 he was offered a live in position in the left wing tower. He assumed that since they hadn't eaten him yet, perhaps he simply wasn't their taste. He took the job to send money back home. Little did he know that it meant almost complete isolation. Johnathan now lives in the left wing tower, attending to the needs of Dashiell. He's come to realize that he's probably never going to be allowed out of this tower as no one is allowed to know of its contents and the Krishkov's would never risk an accidental leak of information. When Dashiell has no need of him, Johnathan reads mostly. He feels that it does him little good to involve himself with the outside world as it creates only a longing for his freedom.

Likes: Books, the stars, fresh linens, the smell of rain

Dislikes: loud noises, crowds, drama, disruption from the routine

Extra: Johnathan left behind his parents - his father a full time worker in the shipyard, and his mother disabled and staying at home, and a younger sister.

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She didn't try to keep the cart from him. Instead she sat there staring blankly at a spot in the table most likely having a silent panic attack right there in his office. Why hadn't she thought about blaming a malfunction? Perhaps today of all days Ona wasn't ready to be sharp on the dot with her reactions... perhaps she assumed he'd know she was lying anyways. Her imagined version of herself on this day was a complete train wreck barreling through. She wouldn't have believed herself if she were him.

Her eyes snapped up as he began explaining the chart and for a moment, her chest softened, allowing air to return to her lungs... that was only a chart of today... today. How silly she was that she'd forgotten to even look at the time line along the bottom. She'd readily assumed that it was a time line of the last month, or several months even... but no, it was today. The pressure lifted off of her so quickly that she became light headed. "My apologies sir, I misread the time line... of course I'm stressed this morning... we're conducting interviews today. I'm always anxious to ensure that I perform at my peak when the stakes are so high for the company. I want to make sure that we are only hiring the best of the best for our team here." A smile easily graced her lips as it wasn't even a lie. She was sure that if he pulled data of other interview days, she would show increases in stress levels then as well... maybe not as high as today seeing as how she'd had little to no sleep, and hadn't gotten the opportunity to properly prepare herself this morning, but increases. There was no reason for nit picking the difference between spikes was there?

"I assure you there's no problem. I'm quite fine to continue my work. I'll make sure I go to bed early tonight when I get home so that I'm refreshed and exhibiting normal levels in the morning." She hoped that it was enough to reassure him. After all, what did they expect? She suspected that if she went through those files, more than half of his staff was exhibiting stress considered above normal levels. That was life. Live it or die.

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With the wave of his hand she stopped, standing stiff by the door way waiting for the printer to function. The sound of paper sliding through couldn't have come soon enough, and yet still as he snatched from the shute her innerds twisted and tightened... she wasn't supposed to see it. That in and if itself made her want to turn and vomit in the corner. Was she being let go? The panic that struck her was so intense that when he placed the paper on his desk for her to come take a look, it took her a moment to register what was happening. She felt dizzy, and stepped forward fully expecting to trip and crash to the floor in a thousand shards of broken glass. Luckily, her body ran on auto pilot and suddenly she was seated in a chair with her heart pounding in her ears, staring down at a white rectangle with colorful lines scrawled across it...

"It says... that my cortisone levels are up... and I exhibited a recent spike in norepinephrine. "

It was an odd feeling hearing her voice but not feeling like she'd said anything. Her cortisone levels? Was he going to fire her because she's stressed?

"Sir, if you'll give me a chance I'll go down to medical and get something to take care of it right away. I apologize profusely for the oversight. I'll make a note to be more aware of my personal status and take what measures are necessary to keep myself productive in my position. "

The words tasted like stomach acid and for a moment Ona could feel her hand start to shake. She quickly tucked it in her lap, wrapping her fingers together to hold them still.

Castle of the Immortals (Reboot)

Ok, then I'll do Queen, 12th, and at least one human.

Castle of the Immortals (Reboot)

Tentatively I'm gonna say I'll take the Queen and the 12th. But I wanna talk to King first and get my OOC question answered as well. By the way, I'm a purple flamingo.