- Job Information & Attire:
Job: Escort Services!
Rank: D
Player Requirements: D-Rank only, 2 mages max for team, each person is to have a min of 6 posts, 150 word min per post
Job Requirements: Two male D-Rank mages or two female D-Rank mages, act as though you are a noble.
Job Description: You are to be the dates for a noble or two nobels to a ball. They couldn't get dates do to a few complications of their attitude. We would be truly happy if you can change the young lady's/gentlemen's attitudes so they are no longer so rude. The young ladies/men were never like this while their mother was alive, but after the loss of her they suffered a great deal of hardships and they changed from the sweet little girls/boys they were to the rude women/men now. It would be great if they can smile again.
Enemies: None
Reward: 750 Jewels each.
The chatter of the folks and elder nobles provided a flood of mixed signals - attitudes ranging from contained happiness to an underlying annoyance of the situation at hand. Era was a city that proved to be quite beautiful upon good observation, and was a perfect fit for a party to be held late in the night. An appropriate setting overall to Brielle's job for the night despite it being close to the usual hour she would rest. Although, a nervous chill brushed the tip of her fingers as the young commoner awaited the client's arrival. It was to be a young man a few years older than she was - most likely 15 if not older - and with an attitude that pushed away quite a few candidates for the date to such a grand event. It wasn't that the McCloud wasn't used to dealing with such attitudes at first (despite being rubbed the wrong way from those individuals), but this was a job that would prove to pay well. It was also an opportunity for a good experience to take on a job all on her own - to prove a form of independence she carried within. Despite her young age and being clueless as to how to entertain a partner on a date, she also had felt that it would provide a good experience. Why pass by a job that provided so many a great opportunities in a few hours if not more?
Soon an elegant and radiant carriage strode to a stop in front of the entrance to the building, signaling for Brielle to fix her composure to a more tolerable if not reasonable state. Shoulders back, head up, back straight... A lady was to await properly for the moment to come, no? That was what the young girl's mother had taught her anyway. A well groomed man had opened the door after a moment or so of departing from the front seat of the carriage, Brielle's nervous tension growing by each passing moment. As the figure revealed himself - stepping onto the cobblestone path below - it was certainly a sight that made the raven haired mage's cheeks tint a soft pink. Such a strange feeling began to envelop the beating heart that was vibrant with innocence, and it would only add to the waking moment as electric blue orbs took in the client's appearance.
Strands of soft brown hair carried a slightly messy appearance to it (as if he took only a few moments to fix it up) while his eyes carried a radiant shade of brown. This client's gaze seemed to carry a strikingly painful sense of loneliness, however... 'Twas not a surprise judging by the description of the job, yet it was a truly difficult sight to bear within. The elder teen's attire consisted of a rather expensive tuxedo judging by the fabric with a single red rose tucked into the front pocket. There wasn't any doubt in the McCloud's mind; this was indeed Sir Oreki. As the door to the carriage was shut with a 'click!', Brielle's eyes widened a fraction for a moment before she shook her head to try and be rid of the fast pacing of her heart along with the daze she had slipped into; bowing her head with a soft smile the young mage of Sabertooth greeted her client with a warming tone to her voice.
"Hello, Sir Oreki. It's a pleasure to meet you. I-I shall be yo -"
Suddenly, a finger had been pressed onto the mage's lips. Her eyes widening under long lashes, Brielle gazed up to Oreki as he spoke. His expression carried not even the slightest tinge of emotion which would match the tone of his voice almost perfectly. "Don't say one word unless I speak to you, and I only. Don't do anything to annoy me or even attempt anything funny. Am I perfectly clear?" Brielle could only nod in response to his words before he shoved both of his hands into his pockets, casually pressing forth into the building. The girl could only stand there in a surprised state of mind - it perfectly clear by the expression gracing her pale features - before a man approached her with a smile almost reminiscent despite the interaction that had just occurred.