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Who: Sen & Mutou
When: Morning
Where: Warden's Office
What: Meeting about work
Rating: G
Sen ran a hand through dark locks, letting out a soft sigh. He'd received clearance to visit with the new warden and was now making his way to the office on Level 2, escorted by an armed guard.
He'd previously been working as a secretary for the last warden - the work wasn't hard - filing, letter writing, making tea and coffee - but Sen enjoyed it more than most of the jobs on Level 3. He wasn't sure whether the position would still be open to him now the new warden had taken over.
He smoothed down his tshirt as he stood outside the office door, feeling a little nervous. He didn't know much about this new warden Travis Mutou apart from the few things he'd told them on his arrival.
When: Morning
Where: Warden's Office
What: Meeting about work
Rating: G
Sen ran a hand through dark locks, letting out a soft sigh. He'd received clearance to visit with the new warden and was now making his way to the office on Level 2, escorted by an armed guard.
He'd previously been working as a secretary for the last warden - the work wasn't hard - filing, letter writing, making tea and coffee - but Sen enjoyed it more than most of the jobs on Level 3. He wasn't sure whether the position would still be open to him now the new warden had taken over.
He smoothed down his tshirt as he stood outside the office door, feeling a little nervous. He didn't know much about this new warden Travis Mutou apart from the few things he'd told them on his arrival.
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Date: 2007-04-13 01:30 pm (UTC)His eyes narrowed as the door swung shut behind the young man, dropping the too-friendly facade and rubbing a hand on his chin. Well, that was easier than he'd thought. The boy had come to him, all but handed himself over on a silver platter and thanked Travis for it. He couldn't have planned it better himself.
The Warden came around the desk to settle back in his chair, reaching for one of the files and flipping it open. Swordfish. Travis snorted derisively and tossed the file back on his desk. He'd have to deal with the shut-call eventually, but for the moment he thought he'd see just how far he could get with Sen on his own.
And then...well, then dear little oblivious Owari Sen might just lead Travis to the promised land. With a Swordfish in tow.