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[chronobreak]

A. Redbright Institute

School might be out for the summer, but there are still plenty of students around. Some of them have dorms here, and others are just there for the summer classes. Regardless, Ekko is also there, keeping track of the underclassmen. Occasionally he has to guide a student to their classroom after they've gotten lost.

Sometimes he wonders why he took the position, but of course he knows why. It's just another small step in a quest for recognition. It's worth it. Even if he does have to deal with dealing with young kids.

Still, if he's needed or called for, he's there to help.

B. Everywhere

Ekko is seventeen and has about a year before he'll graduate. He knows that he wants to stay in London, and his grades are good enough for the universities here. But he also knows he's going to need a job. Which means there's a kid walking all over the place checking out stores and popping into them to ask for applications. Thankfully most have gone the way of electronic applications, but a few of them still have paper forms.

For shame.

He still takes them, slowly amassing a small collection of application forms over the day.

He may bump into people in his hurry to visit as many stores as possible. He could rewind so it never happened, but sometimes it's easier to just go with the timeline.

"Didn't see you there."

C. Wildcard

Choose your own adventure!

[Prose or brackets okay by me!]

Comments

B

[goroesi]

"Don't worry about it!" Maera quickly bends to scoop up the package she dropped, jamming it further into her small purse so that it won't topple out again. "Just look where you're going, right?" But her attention is caught by the sheaf of papers in his hand. "Let me guess - job hunting?

[chronobreak]

Look where he's going, he could look where he's going to be four whole minutes in the future. He shrugs it off, "That obvious?"

Of course he is, he's not trying to hide it. "Know anywhere else that's hiring?"

[goroesi]

"That depends, I suppose. What are you looking to do?" She does know of a few random job openings around the city, after all the time she spends making deliveries and sending messages here.

[chronobreak]

"I'm not that picky." He pauses, "As long as I can stay in the city, that is." He has some responsibilities he simply can't leave.

[goroesi]

"Makes sense." Now she has to think a little, drumming her fingers on the package. "I think there was an opening at this coffee shop I visited last week? If you're up for being a barista. Or... there was a bookstore looking for another clerk? I'm pretty sure there was. Do either of those sound good?"

[chronobreak]

He considers it for a moment. It's not like he's nixing job opportunities just yet. And there's the possibility one of them is close to the school. "Either one sounds fine. Are they near Ealing?"

B

[detectiveofthewest]

Heiji looked surprised, but not put out, by the bump. One of the application forms had been jolted out from the rest of the pile by the impact; he slid it back in with its fellows. "No worries. Lookin' for a part-time job? I just quit mine a couple days ago."

[chronobreak]

As long as he didn't actually injure anybody, it's fine. He straightens the pile back, once Heiji puts the form back.

"Yeah? Where at?"

[detectiveofthewest]

"Place called Cafe Poirot over in Barnet. It's a nice place; you should check it out if it's in your radius. Owner's got a thing for detective shows, in case that's a dealbreaker, but I only turned in my notice 'cause I got too busy."

He certainly seemed willing to chat up total strangers...

[chronobreak]

Barnet, not too far away and located in Redbright's territory. He'll need to hit it up.

"A detective themed cafe's no deal breaker, unless there's a bunch of actual murder mysteries to deal with. What'd you get busy with?" He can't help being curious.

[detectiveofthewest]

Heiji slid a hand along the brim of his baseball cap. "Not a P.I. yourself, huh? That's too bad! I got family over for the month, so obviously I gotta run all over London showin' 'em around. They wanna see everything -- the swans, Big Ben, the Thames... plus that one platform from them books about the wizard.

"That, and I got another job with a bunch of nutty coworkers. It pays better, I guess."

A

[iceolationqueen]

Elsa is walking one of the halls at Redbright, looking a bit harried.

"Oh, Ekko. I was wondering if you could help me. Do you know how many students plan on staying during summer holiday?"

Elsa's been tasked with making a roster of the students who will be there over the summer and tracking them down has been challenging. Ekko's a prefect and thus, she assumes, more in touch with the students than she might be. His help could probably cut her time spent on this in half.

[chronobreak]

He crosses his arms, and considers the question. There were always a few in the dorms, but the number of students running around was quite a bit greater than that considering the summer classes.

"Do you need an exact number?" Because he could best guess it or he could go track all of that down.

[iceolationqueen]

"Sadly, yes. Ms. Redbright wants to know how many we'll have staying with us over the summer - at least living with us."

She knows there are commuter students who don't live on campus, but the cafeteria wants to know the number of those staying for the summer so they can prepare accordingly.

[chronobreak]

He sighs, just vaguely annoyed. Isn't this the kind of thing the school should know already? They've got lists for things like that. Well, they should.

"We've gotta get more organized if TAs are running around trying to figure this stuff out."

"Give me 'til two, I'll get back to you."

[ A ]

[warmheartedly]

"Aaah!"

"Whoa!"

Clara winces when she witnesses the two students collide into each other during their rush to get to their classes in time, a flurry of papers and notebooks everywhere while she moves closer to try and help them out. Ooooh. She has a feeling that will leave a mark and the poor dears need all the help they could get.

Which will explain why some of the notebooks and papers may begin to move on their own as the metahuman and the witch struggle to shift for their own things and apologise for the accident to the other.

[chronobreak]

Ekko winces the second they run into each other. Ugh, he's not supposed to be a hall monitor, but it looks like he has to today.

He starts sorting their things as well, fussing over both of them and making sure they aren't actually injured.

"You know you're not supposed to run in the halls."

[warmheartedly]

Besides sporting some bruised egos thanks to have their fellow snickering schoolmates nearby, the two seem to be okay as they launch into longwinded explanations of what exactly happened. ('I'm late for class!', 'I'm trying to be late for class!')

All the movement makes it a little bit hard for Clara to not bump into anyone, needing to duck and weave as she puts the things into the general range of their rightful owners. It's a lot harder than it looks and whoops she just went right through Ekko without realising it until too late.

"Sorry!"

[chronobreak]

"You were trying to be late?" Sometimes these kids gave him headaches rivaling the professors'. He feels for them, even if it doesn't quite stop him from occasionally running off.

But that's him and not these kids. "Get to cla--"

He shivers as soon as Clara phases through him, as though somebody actually had thrown ice water over him. But he does his best to compose himself, even as he shudders.

"Get to class."

[warmheartedly]

She's so sorry for that. It's never a pleasant experience for her too but it doesn't stop her from feeling guilty for doing that to someone, unintentional or not. Clara visibly winces and stays stock still for now, waiting for at least half of the party to go away before she tries moving again.

Despite their best attempts to explain why they would want to be late for class, mostly involving the nonappearance of their papers, the student shuffles off with a muttered affirmation while the other student springs off to their class after they breathlessly thanks Ekko and bids a good day to the perfect.

"Goodness. Children these days," Clara muses with some amusement before she looks back at him with a worried expression. "Are you okay? I'm sorry. I didn't meant to do that, honest."

B

[acrookedchild]

"Sorry about that!"

Abigail takes a moment to look around, make sure she hasn't caused him to drop anything. And, thankfully, it looks like she hasn't. Immediately, she pulls her earbuds out and lets them hang out of her pocket.

"Totally my fault. I wasn't paying attention."

Then, she notices the applications and touches one of them. "Just a stranger's opinion -- you don't wanna work there. Owner likes pushing people around until they can't take it anymore."

[chronobreak]

He checks the application, well, what's one more to the trash heap? He winces and pulls it out of the pile. "Thanks for the heads up. Sounds like you've had experience."

If there was ever something he hated it was being pushed around. He's far to proud to stand for something like that.

[acrookedchild]

"Just secondhand, but I heard a lot of people complain about them last semester." She's never worked a retail job a day in her life. She knows about her father's businesses, yes, but those companies have boards of directors who take care of business to take care of her.

But...

"What kind of job are you looking for? If you don't mind me asking."

[chronobreak]

He considers it for a moment. "I'm not that picky. But something that pays well would be good. And I'll probably need flexible hours."

He's still a student and while he can make himself a little extra study time, he'd rather not need to.

[acrookedchild]

"Superstitious?"

She flashes a smile.

"I only ask because I own a little New Age shop. Fortune telling, spells, things like that. And I could use a front desk person."