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Post by Daniel Caim on Jan 20, 2017 5:16:52 GMT
“ The Righteous Side of Hell. Living room clean? Check. House organized? Check. Alcohol stored in the cabinet? Check.
Daniel scratched at the scar on the bridge of his nose as he tried to think of anything that he might have missed. He went through his checklist again, then a second time after that. The place was dusted, the furniture arranged, and—most importantly—the proverbial armory of pistols he kept in the house at all times were safely hidden in the gun safe in his room. He finally allowed himself to stop fretting about everything for a moment and relax. There was nothing else for him to do and stressing about it was likely to give him an ulcer or something.
It was with a sigh that Daniel finally decided that everything was in order for the University rep’s visit; time for a smoke. He sighed again as he rose from the couch and walked past the loveseat twin to the door, fishing his cigarettes from his breast pocket as he opened the door. It was still damn cold outside, but at least the snow had finally stopped falling. The entire suburban neighborhood was blanketed in a thick, white blanket and the cloudy skies cast a greyish tint upon the word. Children were playing in the yard across the street, building snowmen and tossing powdery white projectiles at the city-controlled androids that maintained this section of the city. Most people didn’t care for the machines, but Daniel didn’t mind them in the least; they kept the roads and the sidewalks clear, and even his stairs and the walkways leading to them were free of the blanket’s embrace; they undertook a task that he would’ve had to preform himself otherwise, so they were alright in his book.
After closing the door behind him and walking down the steps, Daniel breathed deeply as he lit his cigarette, expelled the smoke in a long, satisfied breath, and held the smoking thing well away from his clothes so the smell wouldn’t set in. His gaze shifted away from the kids and their games to the town house they stayed in. Neoclassical in design, just like every other house on the block. White paint, three floors and a hell of a lot nicer than the two-room shithole he lived in as a kid. He liked this neighborhood; quiet, nicely kept, and close enough to the city to be convenient without all the noise.
Not bad for a kid from Pauvres Square.
((OOC Notes: Alright, let's get this underway. Either one of you may reply first. I'm just setting the scene.))
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Post by Alexandra Caim on Feb 13, 2017 15:52:06 GMT
Today was, according to Daniel, a special one.
They had to make sure everything was especially tidy; Daniel wanted nothing to look messy. If Alex was being honest, it was actually sort of adorably endearing to see her father fret like this. However, she still did her best to reassure him during the process that yes, the house looked fine. No, they didn't need a pressure hose to clean off some stains. Yes, the pillows looked well and fluffed. No, there wasn't a speck of dust anywhere. Yes, the house looked fabulous. Eventually it got to the point where Alex up and made Daniel take a break while she cleaned certain parts of the house. Then she let her big wolf double check everything to satisfy his worry while Alex got to work cooking some food for the two of them plus one.
Emiko Inoue.
One of the professors at the University, Alex was fairly curious that the woman was coming over to visit. Since Alex was still fairly new at the school, she wasn't entirely certain if this was common occurrence or not. Either way, she was determined to at least make up a good meal to greet the other woman with. Since it was getting later in the day and Alex had recently managed to go to the grocery store, she decided to cook up some lamb with a vegetarian side. She wasn't entirely certain on what Ms. Inoue liked to eat, so she wanted to at least leave the options open for her. After all, the lamb could always go back in the fridge and serve as leftovers for another day.
As she cooked and little Mogi sat by her feet, she felt the faint traces of cold waft in from the entrance. Alex glanced up from her cooking for a moment while Mogi's ears perked up. Her father must have gone outside for a bit; surely Emiko wasn't there yet considering Mogi didn't make a mad dash for the door to investigate. Daniel stepping outside at least meant he'd taken a break from his intense scrutiny of their home's appearance. Smiling, Alex got back to the task at hand and even started setting up the table, Mogi by her side.
She hoped this meeting, whatever it was about, would go well for everyone involved.
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Post by Emiko Inoue on Feb 22, 2017 0:15:04 GMT
[attr="class","lilyric"]am i allowed [attr="class","lilyric3"]to be happy now? [attr="class","lilyric2"] 讓我寫你的故事的結尾 /comboburst-1.png) [attr="class","litags"]Boops all the noses [attr="class","licred"]// NOVA // | [attr="class","libody"]As the taxi drove through the snowy roads Emiko found herself peering out the glass window with a blank stare. It was kind of the other professors to allow her to take the house visit task. She needed a break from the ... heavier subjected bullet points on that particular list. No harvesting fetuses tonight for her, nope. No kidnappings, no hits. Tonight was a required of task that demanded nothing but the pleasantries of conversation. Or at least faked pleasantries. And that much she could do.
The yellow car turned into a narrower road, the back wheels skidding a bit due to lack of traction. Em's eyes glanced to the rearview mirror up front to watch as the driver expertly manuevered his steering wheel in order to continue their drive safely. It wasn't much longer afterwards that Em's eyes allowed themselves to peer back outside to the snowy landscape. It wasn't until the group of neighborhood children playing amidst the snow caught her attention. Her eyes remained trained on them even as they passed by.
"We're here, lady."
Em's eyes blinked as she turned back around to face the front. "Oh. Thank you." A quick swipe of a credit card later and Emiko was stepping out onto a recently shuffled sidewalk with a suitcase in hand. Whether or not the gentleman standing on the porch of the address she had been given came forward to greet her or assist her out of the car Emiko would offer the gent a professional smile. "Mr Caim I presume?" Would be her introduction. As the taxi drove off to its next paying customer Emi would bow slightly out of Ikigain custom. "I am Dr Emiko Inoue."
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Post by Daniel Caim on Feb 25, 2017 8:20:42 GMT
[attr="class","drklyric3"]The Righteous Side of Hell
 [attr="class","drktags"]// 268 words // [attr="class","drktags"]// theme // [attr="class","drkcred"]// made by NOVA // | [attr="class","drkbody"]It hadn’t been two minutes when Daniel spotted the taxi cab pull up to the side of the road, long enough for him to (mostly) finish his cigarette at least. He watched the woman inside as she paid the driver for his service before stepping out. Though he’d not been sure of what to expect, Daniel certainly hadn’t expected a woman in a pencil skirt, especially not a looker like the one before him. He cocked an eyebrow briefly before allowing his face to resume its natural half-frown. “You’d be right.” He squeezed out the remnants of the tobacco onto the sidewalk and snuffed the ember beneath his boot. His offhand—noticeably the one he didn’t smoke with—extended for the woman to take should she chose to do so.
“Pleasure ta meet ya, Ms. Inoue. And just Daniel is fine. I feel old enough already without someone callin’ me Mr. Caim.” Daniel’s lips twitched upward into the barest hints of a smile. “Anyways, let’s get out of the cold, yeah. Alex is inside gettin’ some food ready.” He gestured for Emiko to follow him and lead the way to the door. He’d prefer to be inside and out of the snow as soon as possible and he was sure that the feeling would be mutual with the Professor.
He paused with his hand hovering just over the doorknob and cast a glance over his shoulder. “Oh, and don’t mind the killer inside. Just give ‘er plenty of belly rubs and you’ll get along juuuuuust fine.” Warnings given, Daniel opened the door and prepared for the inevitable jingle of tags and tiny, padded feet. He’d step to the side to allow Emiko to easily pass him so that she’d be the target of the incoming dog loaf’s affection.
“And that would be the killer in question.”
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Post by Alexandra Caim on Feb 25, 2017 17:09:28 GMT
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Daniel was right to warn Emiko about the little dog loaf, because the moment the canine heard the door open she took off. Alex watched with a smile and a little giggle as the little up became a brown blur. At least that warned her the professor had arrived. So the redhead got back to setting up the table with food while Mogi dashed over to investigate. Immediately upon spotting Emiko the little girl would pad her way up right in front of the woman and stare up at her. Her tiny tail was wagging as much as it could for the little thing. To her credit she didn't jump up on the woman's legs or anything. That kind of behavior was only reserved for Alex and Daniel.
Still the little dog loaf wanted some pets from the newcomer!
Eventually Alex would call out to Mogi to get her to return. Upon hearing the redhead's voice the little dog would scramble back towards the kitchen, collar jingling the whole way. Alex had just finished putting out the silverware and the food by the time Mogi returned to her. Smiling fondly, she bent a little to give the pup's head a loving scratch before standing straight to greet her professor. The smile she gave the other woman was polite and kind. Much like her father she extended her hand to shake should the other woman take it.
"It's wonderful to see you, Professor Inoue." Truthfully Alex hadn't had far too much of an interaction with the woman other than a class. Which was part of the reason she was so curious as to why she was visiting, and why it was her specifically. But nonetheless Alex was going to be polite. Whether or not Emiko had shook her hand, Alex gestured towards the now set table. "My father and I were going to have dinner so I made you some too. It's lamb; I hope you like it. If not there's also salad." Hopefully Emiko would like it. If not; more leftovers for the Caims. Speaking of which when Daniel came into view Alex sent him a warm smile. She prayed that the night and whatever might come from this meeting would go well for the two of them.
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Post by Emiko Inoue on Feb 26, 2017 5:50:25 GMT
[attr="class","lilyric"]am i allowed [attr="class","lilyric3"]to be happy now? [attr="class","lilyric2"] 讓我寫你的故事的結尾 [attr="class","litags"]I'll tell you if you ask~ [attr="class","licred"]// NOVA // | [attr="class","libody"]Ms Inoue.
It wasn't a visible irk but inwardly there was a definite mental twitch. Em would be the first to admit that this pet peeve came from a sense of self pride, a pettiness. But whenever people were informed of her title yet still chose to refer to her as a Miss regardless had always been nails on a chalkboard. She worked damn hard to earn that doctorates. It was the overall smile and demeanor that allowed the negativity to wash away swiftly however. It was short lived. Obviously the man hadn't meant it as a purposeful insult or belittling.
The handshake was met with a firm grip of her own. "Very well, Daniel." Emiko would bow her head once again out of Ikigain custom and would nod in agreement to the man's next statement. "That sounds love-- dinner?" The professor would blink her eyes in surprise at the apparently offer. A genuine spark alighted in her scarlet eyes at the mention of food. "That sounds remarkable right now." The woman would chuckle as she followed. "I haven't had a chance to grab anything myself yet."
Her heels sounded softly upon the thin layer of snow leading up to the house. One last glance was made over her shoulder to the children across the street playing before she was halted with a warning. "Hah, I can manage that." Em grinned, now fully expecting a rottweiler. A larger dog at least. One that she'd have to wrestle off herself in order to not get saliva on her cheek or unwanted fur upon her clothes--
A gods for real gasp could be heard as a new smile melted away her previous professionally politeness. "Ohhh! Aren't a cute one?"Emiko couldn't help but bring a hand up to her painted lips to laugh as the tiny corgi padded her way to glance up at her with a tail that could single handedly circulate the air in the room. "Hello.~" Em would lower as appropriately as one could within such a skirt to pet the dog upon head. So taken with the new acquaintance she was that it never occurred to her that there was a man behind her that might enjoy the view.
When off the dog went to upon hearing what could be assumed was her name Em stood back, turning back at the sound of the front door being closed. "Quite the killer." Em would chuckle, sharing an amused grin with the man before her attention was pulled to the student who mentioned her by name. "And you, Ms Caim." A shaking of the hand would commence accompanied with the same slight bow. "Both sound wonderful."
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Post by Daniel Caim on Mar 2, 2017 22:07:46 GMT
[attr="class","drklyric3"]The Righteous Side of Hell
[attr="class","drktags"]// 273 words // [attr="class","drktags"]// theme // [attr="class","drkcred"]// made by NOVA // | [attr="class","drkbody"]“Aaaaand here she comes now,” Daniel said. Something about the way little Mogi lit up the woman’s day made him smile. He had to give it to the dog loaf that she was the perfect icebreaker for every occasion. His smile faltered somewhat when Emiko bent over and he forced himself not to look at the woman’s (admittedly) shapely rump. He succeeded to a degree, but he couldn’t quite stop his eyes from drifting downward a few times and lingering on her rear; he was glad that his eyes were up when the woman turned back to him.
“Like I said, lots of belly rubs and petting’ll melt her. ‘Sides, she’s too friendly ta give ya any more trouble than beggin’ for scraps.” He followed Emiko in to the dining room and shot a grin back at Alex as he waited for the two women to finish with their brief conversation.
Daniel took the opportunity to discreetly sniff the air, his smile widening as the smell of Alex’s homecooked meal. “Well, I don’t see no point in waitin’ around. We can talk while we eat.” He moved over to the table and pulled out a chair for each woman before sitting down himself. Then, he grabbed a fork and knife and began eating, doing his level best to observe proper table manners (such as they were) and—most importantly—not scarf the meal down as quickly as he could, which showed in how he would often take a few bites before setting down his silverware and placing his hands in his lap.
“So, Professor, what exactly brought ya out here ta see Lexie?”
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Post by Alexandra Caim on Mar 5, 2017 2:42:04 GMT
History won't Thankfully Emiko seemed open to the idea of dinner. Alex could smell it from where they stood and she knew she personally was hungry. So she dropped Emiko's hand and gestured to the table. "Then please, have a seat." She already saw her father going around the two to take him own place. The smile on Alex's face changed to an amused one. The redhead was already aware of how much Daniel loved her cooking. "Besides, I have a feeling my father might start without us." She joked lightly before joining her father at the table.
Fortunately it looked like Daniel would be on his best behavior, so Alex wouldn't have to get him any subtle nonverbal hints not to scarf down the food just this once.
Mogi waddled over to the redhead's side and sat down next to her while they ate. Alex only reached down to pet her canine companion once before focusing on eating. She was very happy to see her father exercising good manners. Although truthfully it was a little odd and certainly made her realize that, yes, they did have a guest. One from her very university. It added just a hint of tension to the air mainly because they weren't entirely sure why the professor was there in the first place.
Fortunately Daniel was there to ask the obvious.
When he spoke up, Alex's eyes flickered over to him before she looked back at Emiko. Curiosity was in her features as she swallowed her last bite. "I'm...actually curious too, Dr. Inoue. While it's great to see you, I'm wondering if I did something." Had she done something wrong? To her knowledge she hadn't blown up anything yet (unlike one of her classmates on accident).
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Post by Emiko Inoue on Mar 6, 2017 8:15:00 GMT
[attr="class","lilyric"]am i allowed [attr="class","lilyric3"]to be happy now? [attr="class","lilyric2"] 讓我寫你的故事的結尾 [attr="class","litags"]Oh, there's a reason I'm here [attr="class","licred"]// NOVA // | [attr="class","libody"]The aroma was thankfully pleasant. Bound to the demands of proper etiquette the professor had quite the list of less-than-to-be-desired meals in her past. The offer was always kind but unless the individual was actually gifted in the culinary arts, it could be quite the unpalatable experience. Literally. So the mere fact the scent was pleasing alleviated any previous concerns upon hearing the offer.
Emiko would share a smile with the man as she approached the chair he had just pulled out for her. "Thank you." She would say as she unbuttoned her winter coat and hung it upon the back. "Must say I agree with your sentiment." Indeed. Any business having to be conducted was always improved with the introduction of food. The tiny corgi's padded feet sounding upon the hardwood floor would obtain a smile from her before the woman would come to sit properly.
Manicured fingers would flatten her pencil skirt as scarlet eyes were already taking in the prepared food. This was going to be nice. Really nice. Em hadn't been expecting to eat until after this last stop for the evening. Plates seemed to have already been apportioned their servings. This was a fact that suited Emi just fine. Following suit, the professor would begin her meal with the delicately picking up her utensils and cutting the meat into tinier pieces.
"Oh, of course not, hun." Emiko would chuckle to herself. "You haven't done anything wrong. This is more of a formality." As much as business needed to be attended to the professor allowed a pause in order to have the first bite inserted into her mouth. The food was thankfully rather nice. Seemed her day had ended on a more positive note after all.
"It's University policy to have a staff member visit the home of each student within their first year with us." Emiko would begin, the words flowing off her tongue as if they were second nature. Having repeated them over the years they might as well have been honestly. "To touch base. Answer any questions you may not have been able to ask in previous settings." The professor would pause a moment to drink from her glass of water. Or more accurately, she drank from her water to camouflage the pause. "And to remind you of further financial assistance that could be granted to you through certain programs."
"So how about we begin this with you asking me any questions you might have. And once those are exhausted I can give my little spiel." Em would say with a masked smile, masking the knot in her chest by taking in another bite.
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Post by Alexandra Caim on Apr 19, 2017 15:57:24 GMT
History won't
Oh thank goodness, Alex hadn't done anything wrong. A breath of silent relief left the redhead at this news. She was still fairly new to the university. If she'd somehow managed to get in trouble already then she would've been fairly dang upset. But no, this was more of a business, university policy sort of thing based on what Prf. Inoue was saying. The redhead swallowed what piece she'd been chewing before giving Emiko her rapt attention. Though she still ate, she was clearly listening. Not only that, but thinking.
Were there any questions the redhead might have?
Once again Alex waited until she swallowed before even considering to speak. Those few seconds gave her a few extra to come up with something to say. "Well, thank you again for coming and touching base with me." The redhead led off with a kind smile. "It may be university policy, but I really do appreciate your visit. I think so far I'm doing fine." Which was why she'd been given a little shot of worry when the professor first came over. She didn't think she'd done anything in particular wrong.
But now let's get into the actual questions.
"I don't think I have far too many questions, to be perfectly honest. The only ones I would have, I think, would pertain more towards me getting experience in my major. Whether that be something of an internship or simply getting a job should the university offer either." Quite frankly the redhead could go out and try finding her own job if she wanted to do that. But she was a little curious if the university would offer any help of its own in that regard considering what she wanted to do. Alex shrugged and offered Emiko another smile. "Otherwise, I think the floor is yours professor. I really don't have many questions."
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Post by Emiko Inoue on Apr 30, 2017 5:16:11 GMT
[attr="class","lilyric"]am i allowed [attr="class","lilyric3"]to be happy now? [attr="class","lilyric2"] 讓我寫你的故事的結尾 [attr="class","litags"]Boops [attr="class","licred"]// NOVA // | [attr="class","libody"]Emiko listened to the student as she began to further enjoy the meal. When had it been last that the woman had a home cooked meal? Easily weeks. We were probably looking closer in the realm of months. Surely not a year. Sometime last spring Emi remembered making veggie sushi specifically. Oh, and last Winter she'd made home made Miso soup! See? It hadn't been a full year.~
So the idea alone of eating a home cooked meal was charming on its own merit. But the embodiment of family being felt in the room was nice as well. Not all of her home visits felt accordingly. Especially those of higher financial brackets. Here sat a family that she was priviledged enough to enjoy as well. And then of course was the little cutie pie that was soon sitting at her feet wagging his little tail. A soft glance to the side sure enough revealed the corgi to be staring up at her expectantly. Or at least with some form of hope.
Maybe she ought to look into getting a pet ....
Glancing back to the student as she finished her remarks Emiko nodded with a small smile. "Mhm." The woman concluded her chewing and swallowing first before answering in return. "We offer both internship opportunities as well as employment in most fields after graduation." There came that taught smile the tattoo upon her arm urged her to display. "The University prides itself in having a hand in pretty much every field worth its salt. And being a Runic user tends to give you an upper hand in the hiring process."
"We have hired professionals on staff that assist in actually assigning you a job within your field upon graduation. The process usually doesn't take long. No more than two months would be estimating graciously if I were to be frank." Feeling the padded paw lightly scratch against her leg caused the woman to pause momentarily. "Runes are very versatile so they can be greatly utilized in any field." The professor chuckled softly to herself as she rose an eyebrow amusedly. "It's not as much having to hand our your resume as it is sifting through the requests and assigning you to one."
"Might I ask what major you're considering?" Emiko asked as she began collecting strings of green beans onto her fork. "I don't suppose you've been inspired by me and want to become a professor, hm?" The tone was a joking one. But it was the fashion she tended to ask this particular inquiry that her arm demanded her to.
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Post by Daniel Caim on May 3, 2017 1:06:34 GMT
“ The Righteous Side of Hell." Daniel chose to remain silent throughout most of the exchange between Emiko and Alex. He forced himself to suppress a grin upon seeing the relief in his daughter’s face, though he’d be lying if he said anything along the line of “I wasn’t worried”. He was less successful when Alex began asking her questions and getting answers that more than laid any worries he might’ve had about his daughter’s future. It suddenly became incredibly clear that the money he was paying for Lexie’s education was money well spent. The old wolf had to wonder what might’ve been different if he’d had access to that sort of education rather than the regimented lifestyle he’d been expected to follow in his academy days.
“Huh, never knew the University did that much,” Daniel muttered. He chewed his food thoughtfully as he considered the professor sitting at his table and the offer she’d just presented his daughter with. It was reassuring to know that Lexie wouldn’t have struggle finding work that was worth a damn. He supposed that he should’ve been grateful in a way, especially when he gave thought to how over often he’d heard rumors of certain… misdeeds… the University committed. It was nothing substantial that he could ever allow himself to give credence to, but it was disturbing all the same. Emiko didn’t seem the type capable of committing anything like what he heard sometimes. Even so, he was a prime example of what a person was capable of under the right circumstances.
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Post by Alexandra Caim on May 4, 2017 14:11:43 GMT
History won't From the sounds of it- or at least based off what Professor Inoue was explaining- Alex shouldn't have any issues finding an internship or even a job outside of school. Though for a second there was a little...something to her smile. She would have paid more attention to it if she didn't catch the light sound of padded feet hitting the floor again. It would explain the random pause Emiko gave. Mogi! Oh of course the little canine was going to take advantage of the newcomer having dinner to beg for some scraps. The little dog loaf was a smart one, she'd give her that.
Alex didn't want to interrupt Emiko though to chide the little pup. So instead she continued eating and listening. Mogi would get away with it this time (like every other time, to be honest). Emiko had asked another question, and this one managed to brighten up Alex’s expression. “I’m very interested in the culinary arts, and I hope that shows in my cooking.” It was a slight joke, but mostly serious. If no one liked her cooking then she was in serious trouble with her career choice. As for the second thing Emiko said…
“I had…never really considered it before.” The redhead admitted with a hint of sheepishness. She stole a glance at her father before continuing. Mogi was getting her way with someone obviously. “Though I do think you’re a wonderful professor.” It came out sincerely too. “It’s simply never crossed my mind before as a possibility. I’m not too sure if I’d make a good teacher.” Really, she didn’t. That was a lot of responsibility and while she would love to help people learn, she wasn’t so sure she’d do a spectacular job of it. In reality she really wanted to go on and become a chef of some sort. it was her passion after all, as the taste of the lamb could prove.
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Post by Emiko Inoue on May 16, 2017 5:29:45 GMT
[attr="class","lilyric"]am i allowed [attr="class","lilyric3"]to be happy now? [attr="class","lilyric2"] 讓我寫你的故事的結尾 [attr="class","litags"]This can be the closer if you guys want. Next up be Summer Beach times~ [attr="class","licred"]// NOVA // | [attr="class","libody"]A thoroughly amused grin would be Emiko's response. She'd never considered it before but the student was quick to assure her that she was a wonderful professor. It had taken a few years to find a manner to ask that required question in a way that didn't make her feel queesy and this was definitely it. An inquiry that would have in the past caused Emi to excuse herself to the restroom had now transformed into a format where Em often laughed at the responses given.
It was so cute to watch the teenager back pedal in fear of insulting her superior. "I understand, I understand." Emiko waved away the assurances with a manicured hand. If something like that bothered the professor enough to derail her, she'd not have lasted this long. Em had just recently had a student in her office swearing obscenities at her just before having a paralyze rune smacked onto their forehead. With a confident air that made it clear her self-esteem was not so easily shaken, it was Emi's turn to reassure the only actually frazzled person at the table. And no, it wasn't Mogi.
"While I will say that's a first for me," Emiko began, genuinely telling the truth. "If the culinary arts are what you're passionate in you shouldn't have any problem getting a job upon graduation. I doubt any other chef would have the credentials of our University in the field." Usually the answers she received her law based. Politican, judge, surgeon, doctor, military careers. Never had a student admitted to her that chef was their goal to reach through attending a University for runic magic. But there were perks. There were always perks.
"If you're wanting to open your own establisment I'd recommend business classes as well and accounting. It never hurts to have a better handle on one's finances." If this was the seedling of a new Felici hotspot for the most powerful people in the city, that would be another beneficial area to dip the University's hands into. "And for you networking will be key as well. Never too young to start that game."
Emi grinned as she busied herself with her plate once again. "A student could be the son of a wealthy business man looking for new investment opportunities. Or perhaps you could join in for volunteer work with soup kitchens starting a good moral reputation." Em smiled to her left at the young lady with a dream she'd never heard of before. "There are plenty of avenues to explore still and to be honest, I look forward to seeing matters come to fruition for you. You're an intelligent and driven young lady. I'm confident you could make it, if anyone."
And then would come the familiar tinge of pain from the tattoo on her arm. "And of course perhaps you could teach a class or two at the University, broadening our culinary arts department."
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