FumeiYuusha
Planetoid
- Joined
- Sep 25, 2018
Being relocated sucks. But it's easier to some than to others. 30 employees had to be moved from a city because of the Fallen. The damn terrorists bombed almost half of the city. Granted it was a smaller city, but still, thousands of people dead, hundreds hospitalized. So many lost their homes too. BLUE did their best to remedy the situation, offering jobs and homes to the refugees. But life goes on, the survivors need to move on, maybe one day the city will get rebuilt and they can go back home, unless they settle down here instead. One of the refugees from BLUE's employment was Rachel.
Rachel Willows was a 24 year old single girl, living far from her family, alone. She loved her flat, her job, her town. And now it was all gone. Because of the Fallen. "They say they are doing this to make us see the truth, but all I see is they are killing innocent people, and take away our homes and our jobs. They don't want to help us, they just justify their horrible acts that way." She hit enter, and posted the message out on her feed before pocketing her phone, and entering her new workplace. This building looked almost identical to the one she worked in. Boring cubicle offices with boring grays and whites and blues for colors, everyone wearing boring suits, and having a bored look on their faces.
It made Rachel smile. She felt like she's home. Wearing her own boring suit, the red haired girl walked up to the receptionist, asking for directions. They chatted for a bit before she was told to find a guy named Athos De Zion. She then walked in and followed the instructions where to find his cubicle. Her voice was sweet and gentle, maybe a little insecurity and shyness touched her voice too. "H-hello, Mr. Zion?" She asked, looking over into the cubicle she was pointed to. She had slightly tan skin, freckles dotted her nose and her cheeks a little. Her beautiful emerald green eyes hoped to meet Athos so they can start. Her shoulder length wavy red hair was tied up in a neat bun. The suit she wore was dark blue, with a blue coat, white button up shirt under it, no bow tie. A small white purse over her right shoulder. She wore a tight blue skirt matching her coat, and a pair of black tights covered her legs. She had nice black high heeled shoes on.
"Mr. Zion, I was assigned to you for introduction, hello~ My name is Rachel Willows, a pleasure to meet you." She said. Although he never got the assignment, nor any kind of mail or verbal notification that he would be getting such a job to fulfill, nor that he ever did this before, she was assigned here apparently, and she seemed confident about her being right too. She patiently waited for the guy to reply to her, a soft, sweet, slightly nervous smile not leaving her cute lips.
Rachel Willows was a 24 year old single girl, living far from her family, alone. She loved her flat, her job, her town. And now it was all gone. Because of the Fallen. "They say they are doing this to make us see the truth, but all I see is they are killing innocent people, and take away our homes and our jobs. They don't want to help us, they just justify their horrible acts that way." She hit enter, and posted the message out on her feed before pocketing her phone, and entering her new workplace. This building looked almost identical to the one she worked in. Boring cubicle offices with boring grays and whites and blues for colors, everyone wearing boring suits, and having a bored look on their faces.
It made Rachel smile. She felt like she's home. Wearing her own boring suit, the red haired girl walked up to the receptionist, asking for directions. They chatted for a bit before she was told to find a guy named Athos De Zion. She then walked in and followed the instructions where to find his cubicle. Her voice was sweet and gentle, maybe a little insecurity and shyness touched her voice too. "H-hello, Mr. Zion?" She asked, looking over into the cubicle she was pointed to. She had slightly tan skin, freckles dotted her nose and her cheeks a little. Her beautiful emerald green eyes hoped to meet Athos so they can start. Her shoulder length wavy red hair was tied up in a neat bun. The suit she wore was dark blue, with a blue coat, white button up shirt under it, no bow tie. A small white purse over her right shoulder. She wore a tight blue skirt matching her coat, and a pair of black tights covered her legs. She had nice black high heeled shoes on.
"Mr. Zion, I was assigned to you for introduction, hello~ My name is Rachel Willows, a pleasure to meet you." She said. Although he never got the assignment, nor any kind of mail or verbal notification that he would be getting such a job to fulfill, nor that he ever did this before, she was assigned here apparently, and she seemed confident about her being right too. She patiently waited for the guy to reply to her, a soft, sweet, slightly nervous smile not leaving her cute lips.