blankets over mirrors, she tends to like it
she's not afraid of her reflection
but of what she might see behind it
she had plans to change her name
just not the traditional way
The Unovan contract is here to see you, sir.
[Her voice is almost different, polite, well spoken, but not false. She merely donned a more professional persona to maintain the reputation of not only her, but the company she now worked for]
[ she nods, brushing a stray lock of blue out of her eyes as she moves past him, placing herself behind the desk, thankful her form is mostly hidden.]
Thank you.
[ And so she starts, eyes transfixed on the screen, almost robotic, with how diligent she is. Turns out, -
If someone came up to you and practically demanded a job without officially applying, wouldnβt you doubt their commitment?
Thereβs discipline and then thereβs irrationality.
[ a message returns, no caption. Just the contract, with "Genevieve Soleil" written in her neat writing. Well, as neat as she could be with a digital signature. ]
-application required to contact everyone pre-installed. This phone will not be for personal use and if any reports of unauthorized activity are caught, it along with your employment will be immediately terminated. All access to any files or data will also be immediately revoked.
βοΈ: can I request knowledge on the inner circle, so I know how I bow to, so to speak?
In addition, I do not want to wear the same attire as your grunts. I'm not one of them, appearing the same wouldn't be in neither my benefit, nor yours.
And I wish to know how on call I am.
Do you normally take every minute detail so.... personally, Monsieur?
So I giggled. Doesn't mean I think your world view is a joke, in fact quite the opposite. I believe our views are similar.
[Holding her hands up in surrender]
Kalosian nerves must be easy to touch.
Monologue? And trying not to laugh? You genuinely think this is a joke?
My view is a joke in your eyes?
You laugh so the world knows you donβt fear it? Thatβs a riot right there.
The world doesnβt care if youβre afraid or not. It will take everything from you all the same.
Spare me the monologue.
[Genevieve bites her lip, holding back another laugh at his ability to get so heated, even if not outwardly, as such a small action.]
I laugh so the world knows I don't fear her.
If you canβt trust yourself in this world then you are beyond fucked. Iβd rather be trusting in myself and found wrong then bend to whatever Magikarp ass pulls others have of me.
No one, however instinct says I was being spoken about. Hence the assumption, if itβs wrong then it doesnβt matter, but if it isnβt wrong? Well then.
No, I just simply donβt bother with pointless drama. The views of others are not that important to how I operate.
Iβll take the βsmugβ as a compliment however.