Hayley Radcliffe is strictly hands-off (glovedup) wrote in musingslogs, @ 2011-02-23 01:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | green arrow, rogue |
Who: Orin and Hayley
What: An unusual job interview
Where: Monarch Industries
When: Mid-Morning on Monday
Warnings: It's Orin. Warning for that. Also sass.
Only the fact that Lilith wanted her to do this kept Hayley from turning on her heel and walking out of Monarch Industries. And even then, it was hard to keep her feet moving in the forward direction. From what little she had seen of Orin Monarch, he was an utterly deplorable human being. Which was a hilarious assessment to come from Hayley of all people, as she was starting to realize that her entire life was filled with deplorable human beings. Hell, she wouldn’t begrudge the idea that she was deplorable. After all, she was bad at being bad and bad at being good. Two strikes, and the pitcher was too bored to throw another pitch.
All those insecurities, all those niggling doubts, sat on her shoulders like talkative gremlins as she stepped inside the office building. She tried to ignore them, tried to push them out of her mind, as she approached the front desk. She was dressed smartly in khakis and an olive green blazer, a splash of orange color seen in a scarf wrapped around her neck. As always, she wore a pair of gloves, brown like her shoes. It was business casual, laid back but still professional. Springy curls bounced against her shoulders as she walked, doing her best to regulate her breathing as she approached the desk.
At her side, she held a manila folder that contained her resume. It was a very professional document, typewritten and everything. It detailed accounts of her employment from the present back to when she was sixteen, including references to past employers. Every reference was real, every contact number viable. No one had to know that [Destiny] had recruited a few members of the Texas Brotherhood to submit their businesses as either references or places of prior employment. It was, for all intents and purposes, a perfectly normal resume for a perfectly normal 21-year-old woman with workplace and web design experience. And, to be fair, she had worked for all the individuals listed on her resume at some point - she just wasn’t making cute web pages for them.
The secretary looked up as she approached, and they shared a mutual smile. When asked for the purpose of her visit to Monarch Industries, Hayley mentioned that Mr. Monarch had suggested she submit a resume. What kind of work she would be put to, she wasn’t sure, but anything secretarial or web-based would do. Despite the butterflies in her stomach, she was sweeter than apple pie, and before long the secretary seemed to recognize her. That horrible photograph insert from the carnival had done her only one favor so far, and this was it. Not long after the secretary’s gaze rose to the silver tendrils that framed Hayley’s face, she picked up her phone and placed a call to Mr. Monarch, saying that she was with a job applicant of his own recommendation.