We, at the Plaza de Troyes, are looking for an organized, calm, collected, and patient individual who would be willing to answer phones, deliver correspondence, greet walk-ins, book appointments, and generally be the Face of the Plaza.

This position is only a temporary one until such time as we are able to recover our previous assistant; however, should the individual prove their worth the opportunity to stay with the organization in a similar capacity with the same lucrative funding, will be available.

Please send all inquiries to Fiora Shantalaine's direct line, or stop by the Plaza to introduce yourself in person.


Thank you!


((Please feel free to post responses in this thread or PM Fiora.))

"Yea?"

She popped up from beneath the large and impressive receptionist desk that sat prominently before the staircase and elevator bank.

It was probably best not to ask what she was doing under there judging by the rarely seen look of general annoyance upon her normally cheerful face.

And because Paige looked positively sweet and Fiora never could hold onto a thundercloud for any length of time, she beamed, flashing dimples as she stuck out an ungloved hand, "I'm Fi. What can I help ye with today? Ye lookin for a place to stay? I've got a ton of availabilities. People are movin all over the place thanks to the upcomin Governor's elections. Rhydinians," She chuckled and shook her head, "they'll jump in the Nexus for a shoe sale in Narnia."

....and there was a pause...brief though it might seem... a moment for a breath....

"Willin to work any hours needed?"

"Sold!"

And that was the hiring process as far as Fiora was concerned. "Ye'll start like now. And ye'll uh need to know yer business duties, let's see, yer like the FACE," She made a fierce model expression, all superior pout and frown-y furrowed brows, "of the Plaza. Ye'll be the one that Greets people, and tells em where our offices are," She whirled about, "Oh yea! Ye'll need to see our offices so ye'll be able to find em!"

And like a rocket she was off, blazing up the stairs and down the halls where in rapidfire chatter she pointed out important things like, "This is Shilo's office, he's the head doctor, and hot sex in a suit, seriously, he's finger lickin goodlookin. And he's all serious and stuffy about work. Ye'll be coordinatin with his assistant Dusky. She handles his schedules and she'll be the one to train ye right and proper when she gets back from wherever the hell she's disappeared to. Oh! And ye'll want to figure out how to work his Captain Chino machine cuz those hot drinks are the knees of bees!"

Spin, breathless motion, "My office, it's the best isn't it?!" Beam! "I JUST LOVE IT! Ye'll need to send people here if they get in trouble, HA! Just kiddin! Ye'll bring me my appointments, and the coffees ye steal from Shilo's office, and sandwiches from my favorite sandwich shops," A brief aside, all conspiratorially good friends-ish, "They're ALL My favorites! And of course ye'll send me anybody lookin for a place to stay, cuz I'm RhyDin's Realtor!" Sung like a superhero mantra.

And whipping Paige down the hall, "This is Tasha's office, she's like super! Don't be put off by the whole I"M CARVED FROM ETHEREAL ICE AND STARE INTO THE STARS AND READ YER DEATH vibe, cuz she's really not spoooky spooky, just kinda spooky. She's our astrologist."

"And this here is Luke's office, don't mind the dog, Seriously. Super sweet, both of em, and just so damn adorable ye'll wanna take em both home. He's our private investigator and he's ALWAYS OUT, ye know, Sleuthin stuff!"

Spin, stumble, tear off across the hall to open the doors to the large library, "This is Rufus' hideout. He's the watcher that works with Lei, who by the by is our KICK THE ASS of all evil baddie paranormal stuffed-eds. So don't accidentally get on the wrong side of a door she's kickin in."

"People's got problems, we solve em, got it?"

And then her cerulean eyes widened, "AND Guess what we got upstairs?! Ye'll never get it, I'll have to show ye!" She whipped her up the stairs to the third level of the building, the hustle and bustle of an efficient staff readily apparent, "This is Lelah's studios! Yup, movie industry! Right here! Awesome right?!" She was dimpled and breathless and thrilled to show off her treasures.

"So, yer desk is the big one out front and ye'll smile, greet people, send em to the right offices. Take messages, get those to the right offices. Get me sandwiches, and get those to the right offices, and uhh, mail! Oh yea, get the mail to the right offices. While bein the FACE." Again with the expressions, comically exaggerated while doing vogue hands:


"Think ye can do that?"