[Old] Independent Miners Guild Needs You!

[Seth Karlo]

Syana smirked as she watched the man start talking to Claude's empty office. She shook her head slightly, the grin not leaving her elegant face. Quickly, she replied to the latest applicant.

[Incoming Transmission]
[ID: Research, Development, Mining and Trading Director Syana Kyan]
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[Location: IMG recruitment centre: Java station.]

Good Morning IMG

i would like to work in Mining or Trading

Well, my name certainly isn't "IMG", but I won't get stressy with you. Make youself a miner or a trader, if you require start up funds please send a message to me personally (PM me), and I can arrange for some funds. Please post in the roll call ( http://discoverygc.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=43561 ) saying which division you are joining.

Welcome to the IMG.



Syana


[Transmission Terminated]

She cut the transmission, and pulled herself from her chair. Her hair was elegantly pulled back, and she glanced once at the picture on the desk. Her old boyfriend, a man who decided that she wasn't enough for him. Obviously the prostitutes down on the bottom decks were better. Next to it was a piece of paper she had scrawled on.

Remember when I caught your eye
You gave me rainbows and butterflies
We did enjoy our happiness
When our love was over
I was such a mess

I smiled at you
And you smiled back
That's when I knew
There's no turning back
You said you loved me
And I did too
Now though it's over
I still love you

You're in my mind
You're in my heart
I wish I knew right from the start
All my friends said you'd break my heart
A heartbreaker right from the start

She sighed, and got up. Behind her desk was an elaborate water feature, shining blue and white in the light of the modern lights. As Mink studied the door, she smirked again at him. Her black coat hugged tightly where the underdress didn't.

She walked to the door, just as the man outside finished scrutinising her name in gold letters. He looked up, focused on her boobs for a second, and then continued to her face. She looked at him in mild amusement, with a small smile on her face. He gawped for a second more, stuttered, and then finally spat out his welcoming speech.

"Hello, im Mink Whipperwill, I think you know my name, but doubt if you know me. Im here to reinlist. The quick way, as you can tell from the way I look, im not in the mood to stand in line."

She chuckled slightly, and turned, beckoning him inside with a single thin finger. He followed her in, and shut the door after himself. She sat down in her chair and motioned for him to sit on the large couch that took up the third wall of the spacious office.

"So Mr Whipperwill, I have indeed heard of you..."

Her voice floated across the room as her eyes studied him. He had serious burns across his arm and face that made her wince. But there was something in his eyes, a fire that smouldered.

She wondered if she could set it into roaring flame.

"Why do you want to reinlist?" she asked.

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