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Name: Aria Van Hudling
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Appearance: 5’9. Long, straightened golden blonde hair with a pair of dark green eyes. Very good looking. She wears a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled to her elbows and a tight black skirt that reaches her knees. She is a fan of high heels.

Skills

10 pts to distribute among these.

Organization: 2
Smooth-talking: 5
Concentration: 1
Lying: 2

Added, both of you. No more characters please So, updates.



Roy Mansfield's Underlings:

Drathan Gervaise
Jonah Potter
Lilly McGriever
Aria Van Hudling

Boss for fraud claims:

Peter Martin's Underlings:

Finn DiMearo
Walter Buchan
Ella Megalast Burls Forever
Joe Chock

Aria has the office under Lilly, Joe will share an office with Walter.

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Lilly sighed and stared bleakly at her computer screen. It was Monday and she'd just arrived at work. She shuffled a few claims on her desk and attempted to look busy as someone from the 2nd level walked past. After they left she subtly opened a webcomic on her screen and scrolled through it, propping her head glumly on one of her hands, her hair falling over her hand like a dark wave.

Ella grimaced as she read back the next page of her script to herself. Two days of thinking and writing, and it hadn't turned out anything like she'd hoped. Scrunching up the paper, she angrily threw it in her bin and prepared for the work day ahead.

Aria shifted through the many papers scattered across her desk. "No, no, no!" he hissed under her breath. She had lost one of her files that she had recieved that morning. Sighing, she ran her fingers through her hair. She picked up her coffee which had been set at the opposite side of the desk. Empty. Of course. Dunkin' Donuts! Would it hurt to get larger cups? In truth, the cups weren't actually that small. She just drank coffee at an unbelievable rate. She eyed her computer screen. Stunned back into action as a 2nd level employee strolled by, she logged out of Facebook as quickly as possible and opened a business-related window. After the higher employee passed, she pushed her chair back and got up, walking to the snack area. Her high heels clicked against the floor. Being as tired as she was, this noise drove her crazy. She regretted wearing them today.

Walter sat in silence, the clock on the wall sent its hands ever so slowly towards their 5 o'clock goal. He put his hands to the keyboard in a half-hearted attempt to continue typing but the signals to his brain didn't quite reach and he sighed as they fell back into his lap.
As he sat thinking ,as always, of the date of his "escape", a day some twenty five years in the future, the reality of his situation sunk in.
"Twenty five years till retirement", he murmured, "and no hope of another job."
It was purely Walter's fault he had landed (and become entwined in) a low profile job with a less than average pay, he usually got his work done, the only thing preventing his promotion was a personality colder than Antarctica and a wit that didn't extend beyond extreme sarcasm. This meant that any job involving direct conversations with a consumer were out of his skill range. It was luck and a fair bit of help from his mother that had got him here, and it was luck and an ability to avoid the inspecting boss that kept him from being kicked out.
The clock kept ticking, Walter kept sitting.

Aria stepped into the snack room. Throwing out her empty coffee cup, she opened the water cooler and pulled out a bottle. Cracking the cap open, she leaning up against the wall with a shaking sigh as she took a sip of the cold, fresh liquid.

Work sucked.

Lilly heard noise out in the main area, but she decided to finish writing an email to a customer instead of exploring. After signing it neatly, she exited her office, shyly glancing around, before knocking on Roy's office door.

Charles was,as in any other day, excited. Today was was another day to shine! Another day to climb the ladder, another day closer to becoming CEO. He sat in his office working on his Computor. His desk was clean, so was almost everything else. Finishing, he got up and went outside to get a drink and saw Aria in her usual glum state. He did'nt mind, the less motivated she was, the better for him

"Well aren't you the grumpy one?" Aria said sarcastically as Charles passed. "Are ya lookin' forward to the good day?" She had a cynical grin on her face. She had no idea how people could be so cheerful on a Monday morning.

Walter awoke with a start as the phone beside him came to life. He grudgingly reached out a hand and picked it up.
"Hello, you've reached Fraud Claims this is Walter Buchan speaking."
The standard greeting rolled off Walter's tongue like a sack of potatoes, his tired vocal chords just daring the customer to make a claim.
The woman on the other end of the phone was speaking but unfortunately Walter wasn't taking in any of it.
"Yes-yes-ok-ok," he interrupted," I'm not going to make up some half-baked lie about my colleague having a seizure to excuse myself from talking to you but I hope you understand when I say I cannot take any calls right now."

The woman's response took Walter by surprise.
"Walter Buchan! Just what do you think you're up to? I was only calling to see how you were and this is all I get! HMMPH!"

"Sorry Mother! I didn't mean it!" backtracked Walter, but the phone was already dead.
Placing the handset back onto its cradle Walter settled back into his chair but couldn't get comfy, he needed to stretch his legs.
Walter stood up from his swivel chair and headed for the office door, passing the desk of his colleague, Joe.

"who was that you were talking to?" asked joe as he was looking at a file about a chicken farm(couldn't think nothing else to say )

"Well I addressed her with the word MOTHER so who do you think it was?" replied Walter.
"I'm going for a break, make yourself useful and answer my phone while I'm gone, otherwise go back to your Land of Warcraft or whatever it is you kids do these days."

"why can't you tend to your own phone? i already have one and that's enough for me" replied joe

Walter was half way out the door when he turned around and mustered up the coldest tone possible.
"Look, kid, I've been here for fifteen years and I'll still be here for a loooonngggg time, I deserve a break more than anyone else in this BUILDING so if you don't mind I think I'll let you handle this office for 5 MINUTES while I take a walk."

Walter turned to go but before the door closed he turned to make one final speech.

"It'll be good experience, I think answering a phone should be about your level after all."
Walter shut the door and walked out into the hallway, adopting his trademark half-grimace.

joe sighed and said to himself "more like your level, i should be home playing games right now"

Drathan was late in to work that day.

He had a raging migraine, and was not looking forward to the "discussion"
he would undoubtedly be having with his supervisor.

"I've got to stop moonlighting at that Design Firm on 6th Avenue..."

As he stepped out of his 1986 Chevy Camaro, he spilled his coffee on his crotch.

"FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"

Ella glanced over at her PC. She had recieved over 20 emails from supposed fraud claims.
"Name:g. Fake," she said with some enthusiasm. Destroying a series of zeros and ones inside a big spinning disk was the closest her job got to fun, so she had to make the most of it.
"He's been cheated into buying a fake copy of the Last Supper, 12 centimetres across. A much smaller version of the Last Supper that is still hanting it up with Lisa in Paris." she smirked as she mentally corrected herself. The ridiculous cases could be quite funny too.