In the lobby of the West Fiore Trading Company one could see many things. The employees walking to and fro, customers here for various reasons, lined up at the front desk. Occasionally there were odd looking people casually walking through the lobby, but not many paid them any mind. In one corner of the lobby was many comfortable looking chairs with little tables separating each one. This was the waiting area, the place Shea Duskhelm currently found herself occupied in.
Shea was here for a job interview for the company and was instructed by the lady at the desk to lounge a bit until someone came to fetch her. And lounge she did, legs crossed daintily, one arm on her knee her her chin resting on the limb, the other holding up and old Soccerers Magazine to the woman's face, blue and purple hair pooling around her hips. This position showed off her cleavage and long legs very nicely, not that the mage herself paid any mind to it. This was just how the half-elf was.
But anyone who knew her would think the songstress waiting for a job interview of all thing was completely out of character. Afterall, she was much too whimsical and freedom loving to be tied down to a company of all things. A guild would work better for her. But Shea had a good feeling about this place. Also, wandering didn't make much money, and the woman was a bit low. When she decided to join an organization of some sorts this was literally the first thing she came across. Whether she is attempting to join the company simply because it was the first opportunity that came by, or for another deeper reason, was only for Shea herself to know.
Until then the woman will wait for her interview, happily reading her magazine and ignoring any gawkers. But when that interviewer did come along Shea looks up from the magazine and smiles at them expectantly.
Shea was here for a job interview for the company and was instructed by the lady at the desk to lounge a bit until someone came to fetch her. And lounge she did, legs crossed daintily, one arm on her knee her her chin resting on the limb, the other holding up and old Soccerers Magazine to the woman's face, blue and purple hair pooling around her hips. This position showed off her cleavage and long legs very nicely, not that the mage herself paid any mind to it. This was just how the half-elf was.
But anyone who knew her would think the songstress waiting for a job interview of all thing was completely out of character. Afterall, she was much too whimsical and freedom loving to be tied down to a company of all things. A guild would work better for her. But Shea had a good feeling about this place. Also, wandering didn't make much money, and the woman was a bit low. When she decided to join an organization of some sorts this was literally the first thing she came across. Whether she is attempting to join the company simply because it was the first opportunity that came by, or for another deeper reason, was only for Shea herself to know.
Until then the woman will wait for her interview, happily reading her magazine and ignoring any gawkers. But when that interviewer did come along Shea looks up from the magazine and smiles at them expectantly.