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*He responds "Well that sounds marvelous. However what rights exactly would I be losing here?"*
"Rights pertaining to ownership of personal information, such as height, age, weight, sex, species, purchasing choices, etc. We will keep the data secure so that only our clients will see it. It's othing you haven't already given away, I'm sure."
*He thought about it for a second. "Emperor strike me if this a bad idea." He then spoke to the robot "Ok let's fill out this form."*
"Wonderful! We'll find you some top-quality work in no time. Let me just take a quick biometric scan..." The robot wheeled back, and a red laser fan was emitted from it's face, going up and down N'Ge's body. "Alright, we have your physical characteristics and a picture. There are plenty of security and construction firms that are looking to hire someone with your apparent mass." The screen flickered again. A long list of companies, each with a logo and a description appeared. Zaprock Construction, Union of Independent Contractors, Kingshield Security, Dagger PMC, the list went on. "Do any of these interest you?" the robot asked politely.
*He sighed "Ugh, such a big list." He then looked at them "Zaprock Construction and Kingshield Security look good. Let's read more about them"*
Dossiers pulled up on Zaprock and Kingshield.
"Zaprock Construction is a firm specializing in construction and repair of damaged buildings. We have serviced over two thousand clients from a variety of industries. We are looking for new construction workers for our offices in Haven III after an incident a few weeks ago. They must be strong, willing to work outdoors in all conditions, and (unlike the last guys) have a degree of intelligence and common sense. Everything else can be taught on-site. Message us through Laborite if you are interested."
"Kingshield Security is a private firm specializing in the personal protection of our clients. Applicants must have some knowledge of self-defense and combat (training can be provided), be willing to do high-stress work with weapons at unexpected hours, have a clean criminal record with SOFIA, and be physically and mentally fit for the job. Message us through Laborite if you are interested."
"Well," asked the employment robot, "what do you think? Find a firm you like?"
Both offer the customary, "Fine, thank you," and Hammerstein turns to the Duchess and speaks, "I am quite surprised to not find my brother by your side, he makes it his personal mission to not leave it."
She chuckles a bit, "There was an issue at the perimeter, he had to tend to it."
"Ah, and he left you to show our two honored guests around. I must say, I am interested to know what kind of wife our esteemed Imperator will take for himself." He turns to the two girls, "Though with specimens as lovely as these, I am sure Vossen will have a very hard time choosing. I envy the struggle." He smiles.
*He responded "Yes, I can work for Zaprock. I'll find someone else to do securtiy with, unexpected hours isn't going to work considering my options."*
*They smiled. Lilly said "It's fun to have a little friendly competition."*
He nods, "Honestly, I should try to find a wife myself. The occupation of Legate does not give one many chances to settle down if I am being frank."
*Eperess responded to him "I'm sure it would be difficult in your position. Lucius and Samson never seem to have the opportunity or the desire to settle down"*
The Legate next to Hammerstein, Griffith speaks up, "Lucius and...Samson?"
The robot nodded. ”Okay! I will continue searching for firms similar to Kingshield but with regular hours.” The screen flashed to a payment screen. A slot on the robot underneath the screen began to blink green. “In the meantime, if you would like to send a message to Zaprock, please insert a payment method. We accept bitcoin and the dollar.”
What's a good character RP I can get in on?
*Lilly respondes "Lucius and Samson. Two of our brothers."*
*He grimaced "I uh don't have any. Would you accept some Ans?"*
I have some ideas, I'll tell them to you
I'd honestly like to a do a peaceful rp with you for once. Maybe something with normal citizens or something I dunno
OOC: Do you want to do a time skip to when Vossen arrives or go more into detail with other characters?
The Legate nods, "Ah, makes sense. I heard you ladies came equipped with a small armory."
OOC: I don't get see much about Rivetish culture and people in General, I'm also quite enjoying this so let's continue
*Eperess responded "The amount of diplomatic missions that have had assassination attempts happen we've experienced are quite numerous. Thankfully the Elves are so massively incompetent and Vargasians are so blatant about it they've never been successful"*
The Duchess scowls, "Such a lowly means of dealing with a problem, assassination. Anyhow, you should have no such worry here in Riveti, we have no reason to despise you."
Hammerstein leans forward, "Nor would any assassin be foolish enough to come to this resort. This place is practically a fortress, what with all the stuffies* here. Er, no offense my Duchess."
*= Military name for nobles
that sounds great. We can plan something on discord anytime.
Riveti and Mifan empire
Post self-deleted by Mifan empire.
Lilly responded "Oni are nicer. They won't stab you in the back, they'll just come up to you with a knife and be honest about it. Riveti's even nicer they don't do it at all." Eperess spoke after her "It's honestly quite a nice place. Very enjoyable place to be"*
*Eperess "A single man is responsible for the creation of Mifan, he was better with a clever than a chisel."*
A big red digital “X” appeared on the screen. “We do not accept ‘Ans’. Please insert payment. We accept dollars and bitcoin.”
A human man approached, apparently attracted by the noise. He was well-dressed, stocky, in his middle age and had grey hair. “Ugh. Damn con bots. Hold on, I’ll get this for you...”
He pulled out his wallet and inserted a black metal card. A green check appeared on the screen. “Thank you! We have sent them your contact information and resume. Continuing search...”
The man shook his head. “That won’t be necessary. Now get out of here, scram!”
The robot obliged, wheeling away as it broadcasted a final message: “Thank you for choosing Laborite!”
The man adjusted his necktie. “Whoever decided to let those things in past the money changing depots oughta be fired. Gonna have to give Commander Hatfield a piece of my mind about this...” He smiled and shook N’Ge’s hand. “Anyways, I’m Matt Kerviel. I own a couple businesses in the Haven III area. You’re new to Cloudmarch, aren’t you? Haven’t seen many natural-born Animalian out and about lately, but you don’t look like any clone I’ve seen.”
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