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Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Carla grinned. It was always nice to meet an employer with a similar mindset. Granted, if she'd been running the place, she wouldn't have hired leeches, but she understood the necessity if a vampire tried to break the rules on the night of a full moon, there'd be no one there to stop them. Well, in that case, let's get down to business, she said, taking her feet off the desk and leaning forward in her chair. What are my hours, what are my benefits and when's payday?
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Bruce smiled. It wasn't necessarily a friendly smile. You'll be on probation for ninety days. Screw up during that time and your ass is fired I don't care how cute or famous that ass is, either. You'll work the shit shift seven to three AM. Tonight you come in early at five for your orientation. Until then I don't want you acting like you own the joint. You're the low dog on the pole the bitch. There are plenty of humans and vamps here who outrank you. The humans don't know about us. Keep it that way. He leaned back in his chair and selected a cigar from the humidor. Slowly he rolled it in his fingers before cutting off the tip and slicing a 'V' in the other end. Go get a couple of shirts from Joe. The other stuff you wear is up to you just don't come in here naked. Unless you want to dance, he grinned. Your pay is shit until the ninety days are up and the benefits are negotiable then. Got it?
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Carla wasn't particularly concerned about pay she had quite a bit of money leftover from her time in the MMA and could live comfortably without for a few years more if she decided to start investing it. However, she still had her pride and she wanted the job more to keep herself busy than to provide income for herself. I'll play along for now, said Carla, shrugging, but I am not going to debase myself for this job and I can find work with humans if I need to. I'm not desperate for work, Bruce I'm just bored and I will walk away the moment this job is no longer entertaining. If you're going to haze me, I walk and I might even sue. If I get treated like any other potential hire, I'll stay and work harder than any other security you've got here. With that, Carla stood and walked out the door downstairs, pulling out her iPhone as she did. She activated the audio recorder and prepared to hit record. She walked out to find Joe and gave him a coy smile, pressing record as she did. I'm guessing you're Joe? she asked. Bruce told me that you're here to give me what I'm supposed to wear for my probationary security position.
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

He had finished up the lights and was in the DJ's booth, checking the lights and sending strobe lights across the dance floor. The booth was on the second story, with rails running behind the equipment . Yeah, I'm Joe. He flicked off the lights and turned off the power. So you passed Bruce's interview, huh? Well I shouldn't be surprised he hired me, after all. Come on, he said, hopping over the rail down to the ground level where Carla was waiting. Landing easily he bent down to pick up a tool belt and walked casually back to the back of the club. He pulled a circle of keys out. So how tight do you want the shirt? Are you an exhibitionist or will you be carrying? He glanced back at her as he unlocked a storage room door and shouldered it open and noticed the iPhone. Ah, you're one of those . You like being owned by others.
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Oh no, said Carla, chuckling at Joe's remark. I've just dealt with wolves like Bruce before and this is just insurance against sexual harassment. I don't use guns, so let's go for something between exhibitionist and I'm carrying. She leaned against a shelf as Joe lead her into the storage room. I don't really go for the whole owned thing plenty of men have tried dominating me and it didn't go well for them. The ones who got the message ran off with their tails between their legs and those who didn't got a few bruises for their troubles before I showed them the door. She starred at his bare chest, grinning openly as she did. You sure you don't have a bit of exhibitionist in you? Or do you usually go around with your shirt off?
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Joe laughed. Well, Bruce is a flirt but I wouldn't call him a wolf. He thought about the young college girls who were always going over to his Gramp's house for 'tutoring' sessions. Actually, maybe he is kind of a rogue. You'd better watch out for him. But I don't think you need to take him too seriously. He eyed the phone. You're not going to sue me, are you? I don't have much. Not even a shirt, he joked. He rummaged around for a couple of medium shirts for Carla. One was a black polo style shirt and the other a tee shirt, both with Half Moon Security across the back and front. Nah, what I meant by 'owned' was that Crapple phone of yours. You don't really 'own' any part of it. All your music, your apps... everything. All you do is pay rent to access the stuff, but they control how you get to use it all. Not that any of us have any privacy anyway, but you might as well join a socialist commune if you're going to invest in iFraud products. He shrugged. I guess you can tell I don't like their stuff. I mean, once the iPhone 5 came out all the previous support equipment was obsolete because the plugs changed. What kind of crap is that? Joe did blush slightly when Carla mentioned his lack of clothing. Ah.. nah. I was on a run when Bruce called. My clothes are drying and I had these jeans... he shrugged. Or maybe I am. Why? Are you single?
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Nah, said Carla. This thing was a free upgrade I pretty much just use it to make calls. I've got an iPod back home, but I get all of my music from CDs and just use iTunes to get them on. Those two things are really the only Apple products I use you can't get any good games on an Apple computer unless you install Windows on it and I'm not really that tech-savvy. And I'm not going to go after you it's really just kind of force of habit for me nowadays to cover my ass. It's hard for a girl to make her way in the world, you know? She laughed when he asked if she was single, but it was good-natured. I might be, she said, examining the two shirts and choosing the tee. Depends on what kind of a guy you are. How about we keep talking and find out if I'm single?
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Joe put back the polo and got her a second one. For the blood, he said. Then he handed her a large pack of zip tie cuffs . For the assholes. I'm pretty sure Bruce didn't have you fill out any paperwork or give you a manual, right? He pulled two packets off the shelf and handed them to her. Read the manual before you start work. There's a page on the back you need to sign and bring to us, and fill out your papers here. Make sure to fill out the next of kin and your emergency contacts. We tend to need that here. He grinned. So, ah... yeah. I don't date girls I work with. But if you flunk out we can talk, hm? You win either way. His phone buzzed and he glanced at the caller ID. I gotta take this. Is there anything else?
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Carla accepted the packet and the zip ties and shrugged. Well, I don't have a next of kin, she said, so you don't need to worry about that. I wouldn't worry about me dying, though I'm a lot tougher than I look. As for emergency contacts, that's pretty much just me and I'll probably be the first to know if there's an emergency. Still, if you see an emergency before I do, be sure to give me a call. Carla frowned as Joe said that he didn't date coworkers. You're, what? A handyman? she asked. An electrical tech? Either way, I've got the graveyard shift, so I doubt we'll be seeing that much of each other. Besides, I don't hold grudges over relationships unless you do something really, intentionally hurtful, so don't be shy if you decide to change your mind on the whole don't date coworkers thing. She shrugged when his phone buzzed and deposited herself in one of the bar stools to go over the manual. She was a fast reader, so she finished the entire thing fairly quickly. She pulled a pen from her pocket and signed her information, simply writing NA on the next of kin and emergency contacts. She filled out the rest of the paperwork, mentioning that she didn't have a gun license nor was she particularly interested in getting one, then slipped the paperwork under Bruce's door before heading out. She might as well grab a quick nap if she was going to start work at 5.
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Yeah, well I'll keep that in mind, Joe said as he walked away and turned on his phone. Hey Freddy, what's up? What? Yeah...okay give me ten minutes. On the other end of the line Carla could just make out a Puerto Rican male sounding very upset and very flamboyant. Ten minutes? This is ah eh-mergencee! Ah need you now, Joe! It canna wait! I'm at the club. I can't get there any faster than that, okay? Gawd daham, Joe. You're killin' meh. Gawd. Okay, okay, but hurry. Ahm aboot ta explode ah canna stand this! click! Joe looked at his phone and shook his head. He grabbed his keys and went in the back to change.
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

So that was why Joe hadn't been interested in her. Carla smirked to herself and shook her head. Why were all the attractive, non-wolves gay? She headed for the door at the same time as Joe did, although not intentionally. She took a couple of strides forward and got the door for him. Have a nice time with your boyfriend! she called after him before heading off in the opposite direction. She hopped on a bus, using her Charlie Card to pay for the ride and took it to the T station where she took the red line home to Harvard. She had a loft apartment there where she'd been living for the past five years. It was a bit sparsely decorated, containing a TV, a desktop computer, a few gaming consoles, a kitchen, a few book cases, a stereo and a bed. She had a small bathroom, which was the only part of the place that was walled off from the rest of the apartment. She flopped down on her bed, set her alarm for a couple of hours from now and drifted off to sleep. She napped lightly and awoke with the alarm to change into fresh clothes, including her new t-shirt. She slipped her phone into her left pocket, her wallet into her back pocket and a few of the zip tie cuffs into her left pocket and headed off to start her first night on the job. She managed to time everything perfectly so that she arrived five minutes before her shift started. She strode up to the guy at the door and said Hi, I'm new. Who do I report to?
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Where do you want me to be, exactly, when I'm on the floor? asked Carla. Do you want me standing around the edge of the crowd? Near one of the doors? Do you have a route I'm supposed to patrol? Also, I wasn't entirely clear about the section in the manual about the cage do we keep them in there until they've calmed down and let them back out? Or do we keep them in here until someone comes to pick them up? Oh! And do I get one of those earpieces? She shrugged. Other than that, just tell me where you need me to be and I'll be there. Carla didn't know if Garth knew about her condition, or the condition of his employers, so she decided to keep her mouth shut on questions about supernaturals. If any of those came up, she'd ask Bruce or any of her lupine coworkers.
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Just wander around. Get to know the regulars. Figure out people's habits. He gave her an earpiece. It's a short waver so just touch it if you want to speak. It's pretty good about canceling background noise. Everything's recorded though, so don't get stupid. He sighed. Ah... the cages are on a case-by-case basis. Usually it doesn't come to that, but it gives us a safe place to hold assholes until they sober up or get picked up. Sometimes it's just not good practice to kick a drunk co-ed on the street, if you know what I mean. They wind up raped and dead. The side door opened and Joe walked in, dressed very differently from that morning. For one thing, he was dressed. Hey man, you look...different. Garth chuckled. Yeah, Freddy dressed me. He gave Carla a smile. So you came back to the torture chamber, hm? Must like pain. Anyway, he's going to be a bit late tonight so I told him I'd work the bar till he got there. Hot date? Something like that, Joe grinned. His ex got re-upped for another Tour de Freddy. The men chuckled and Joe smacked Garth's arm. Alright, take it easy, he nodded to Carla and went to make sure the bar was stocked for the night. That man's such a player, Garth remarked. Damn. Pitching for both teams I think. Alright, we have about fifteen minutes before the college kids get here so check out your earpiece and look around. Find all the hidey holes, if you know what I mean.
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Hmm... I couldn't say, said Carla in response to Joe's question. She had to admit, he looked good in a suit. I've got a pretty high pain tolerance, so you'd have to hit me pretty hard for me to get anything out of it. Guess it's why I never really got into that scene. Carla chuckled at Garth's observation and filed it away for future use. She didn't like players. Sure, she could be friends with them, but that didn't mean that she wanted a relationship with them. Carla lived most of her life alone, and she was fine getting by just making friends, but she didn't really look for a relationship unless it was serious. Carla liked the idea of having a companion someone who'd be there to watch her back and curl up next to at night. Someone who she could rely on. If Joe was the kind of person who'd flit between women on a regular basis, she'd stop their relationship at just friends. She nodded and began looking about the club. It really wasn't that hard for her to pick out the hidey holes through a combination of excellent eyesight and predatory instincts, she knew where she'd go to hide for any number of reasons. She also looked at each of the cameras and figured out where their field of view was so that she could cover their blindspots with her own eyes. Once she'd done that, she walked over to the bar and talked to Joe just before the club opened. Well, I guess your no dating coworkers rule doesn't apply if the coworker's got a cock, huh? she teased. Whatever makes you happy. So, do bartenders usually dress so formally here or are you just feeling classy tonight? 'Cause you're making me feel seriously underdressed.
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Joe grinned as he wiped down the bar. He set a couple of iced glasses on the bar and filled them with seltzer water, then put fresh mint leaves and lemons in them before sliding one to Carla. I'm not dating Freddy. He needed someone to make his ex jealous, that's all. Well that and to cook dinner. I've been told that I have way with meat. He winked. Anyway you should see the way he dresses if you think this is classy. He's... ah, he has an eye. I'm usually not even on the floor when those doors open. Anyway, I hope it's not going to be a problem for you to work with someone who's gay. He has enough to deal with in the courtroom this is his down time and he likes to be able to cut loose. He took a sip of the water. By the way, non-alcoholic drinks and food are free while you're on the clock. Bruce probably forgot to tell you that too.
Thread: The Half Moon Club (EvelynWillows x Collector of Rarities)

Hey, so long as he isn't rude, I won't have a problem with him, said Carla. I don't really care what his sexuality is, although I might be a bit disappointed if he's cute. She let out a disappointed sigh. The cute guys are always gay. Her expression turned more serious. So, if you aren't usually here when the doors open, what do you do around here? Are you a techie or is that just your day job?
Thread: In My Eyes | CLOSED

Coraline Rodriguez,daughter of the wealthy businessman, Damien Richards. She has always been sheltered, and promised the world at a young age. That changes once her father has a sole inheritor and it's not anyone in their family. Her mother was outraged when we had all found out, she cursed his name stating she wished 'he was in hell for doing this to her and their kids' Coraline was appalled at first, then confused, scared soon afterwards. What would she do she had no money, no job of her own. She believed this will was real, her father had always been the crazy creative type in a way.
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RE In My Eyes Coraline ThomasRHellsing Thomas walked up the massive drive way. His cowboy boots Clicking on the heavy stone drive way. His spurs tinging with every step most stereotypical. The mansion was huge and he whistled in appreciation. He wore a clean if well worn pair of blue jeans. A dark blue button up shirt. Back heavy gloves on both fangs fingerless after the second knuckle. The gun holstered o his hip made you feel like he really was some character out of a western. His dark blue eyes ran over the large house. It was the most ridiculous thing he's ever heard of in his life. But the Lawyer's were 100 serious. He was now a major stake owner in a major company with more money then god and twice as many dramas.Adjusting his cowboy hat, he raised his right arm. Banging heavily on the heavy wooden door. He was a bit tempted to turn around and go back to Texas. However the old man's will stated he had to stay here for at least three months.
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RE In My Eyes Coraline ThomasRHellsing Coraline put her feet under her, a good book at hand. That she wasn't even reading just pretending that way her family wouldn't try to talk to her. The saying if you don't bug the bee and it won't sting you, sadly did not apply to her mother. Who was now yelling at the lawyers claiming her deceased husband wasn't of good mental capacity to think about what he was doing when he made and signed that will. Her mother occasionally coming to her to vent and yell at her, for what she didn't know as she pretended she couldn't hear her. She placed a loose strand of her dark wavy hair behind her ear, just in time to hear a knock by the front door from where she sat in the conservatory. She looked up shortly to see her sister,Sharon with blonde hair blue eyes. They both shared a glance as her sister walked pass her to the door. Coraline heard the locks unlocking with a click and the door opening. Sharon opened the door slightly, peeking to see who it was until she saw cowboy boots causing her to open the door a bit more. She smiled at the handsome man in front of her as she leaned against the frame of the door saying,How can I help you? A small devious smile floating onto her face, her short shorts and pink chaffon tank top, her eyes hungrily devouring his body as her eyes looked at him closely.
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RE In My Eyes Coraline ThomasRHellsing Thomas smiled at the girl, kissing her had gently he said Well Mam, I'm told this is my house now. Thomas was somewhat southern but not in a stereo type sort of way. He carried himself with the air of someone who had been through hell and come out the other side. His eyes took in the architecture. The rebel flag belt buckle the magnum on his hip how calm he seemed. Hearing someone ranting abut an inbred redneck taking her money he smirked I take it she's talking about me. The Lawyer nodded to him saying Your Mister Thomas Alexander Hellsing former Ranger, turned Teas Ranger, turned P.I., that sound right? Thomas nodded, as he shook the other man's hand saying I suppose that's my Christian name and I definitely did a tour or two on enemy soil. The lawyer handed Thomas the offical contract and he signed it easily. The Lawyer mentioning his wife and step daughter's each got a 10 interest off of his accounts and 10 of the stock in his company. Everything else the multiple houses the multiple boats and such were his. Thomas had to sit down as the whole amount of money hit him.
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RE In My Eyes Coraline ThomasRHellsing The only reason Coraline didn't look like her 'mother' was because that wasn't her biological mother. Her father, the deceased,had an affair got her pregnant and Coraline' biological mother died leaving her in the care of the father she never knew at 13 years old. She was a bastard child and when she was left alone with her father's real wife whom she learned to call mother,she never forgot to remind her that, although only when her father wasn't around. Being younger than her half-sister Sharon. She's learned to impassive, never take things to heart but sometimes she slipped. She sighed hearing her 'mother's voice raise an raise a couple of octaves causing her to place the book that she had been feigning interest in, down. Then she sighed before getting up and going to the room where the lawyer and the man who was the main inheritor was. She had to admit it peeked her curiousity she opened the door. Just to have them take quick glances as she shrugged nonchalantly, her dark wavy hair going up mid-waist. Her bright green eyes, which she got from her real mother, looked at everyone calculatingly as she had a smile on her face. She walked to an empty sit as she was wearing khaki shorts and brown belt with a white tucked in t-shirt shirt with a penguin with a hat on it. As she sat down she saw someone she hadn't meet dressed like a cowboy, she rose once again having her hand out as she said,Coraline Rodriguez, a small smile on her pink lips. Rodriguez was her mother's last name, she was glad, in a way she didn't have her father's last name.
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RE In My Eyes Coraline ThomasRHellsing Thomas smiled and kissed her hand, Mam, I'm glad to make your acquaintance. Thomas was built we he was build like a man. Muscles lined his form, strong ad thick. However it wasn't' the sort of steroid induced muscles you saw on Jersey Shore. Thomas was still lean, built more like a boxer or swimmer then a tank. Thomas was also deceptively dangerous not in a bad way but the casual way he wore his gun. He wasn't' some hot shot trying to scare someone, nor was he a cop who was C.L.E.E.T certified but hadn't' touched his gun since. The face he had shifted ever so sightly so the gun was away from Coraline was a sign a well. He didn't want to make the woman uncomfortable. Anybody who referred to Thomas as a Inbred Redneck wouldn't find out how wrong they were, until he choose for the to. And even then they might not have a chance to react. Thomas smiled charmingly at the long haired green eyed woman, Well Coraline I suppose I should introduce myself, my name is Thomas Alexander Hellsing the 6th, apparently the sole inheritor of your father's well everything from what I can figure.