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Looks Like School Paid Off: The ability to create Skilled tier drinks without fail. (Note: No recipes included)
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Who is Alice_Rabbit?
Who is Alice_Rabbit?
There has been a lot of buzz surrounding this mysterious hacker(s) since the White Knights quelled riots caused by leakage of classified information, which the hacker(s) gleefully claimed credit for.
On the 8th of August, nearly a thousand pages worth of classified information and reports were uploaded and given to local news networks. Allegations of corruption and tax evasion were soon aimed at said corporation by both the government and other corps. But most damning of all, were the reports that the corp had been snatching the homeless and poor from the downtrodden community of The Barrens.
Marchers and protesters gathered outside the headquarters of the corp, who had deployed their own security force. What was a peaceful protest soon turned violent as multiple altercations between the security and demonstrators erupted into a full blown riot. A large part of central Glitch City felt the wrath of its people as many businesses burned, and gunshots echoed for nearly a week afterwards. The White Knights soon regained control.
As for the corp, stocks are at all an all time low as----
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September 27th
Blowing on her hands to warm them up, Jill quickly pushed into Valhalla, the warmth a welcome respite from the unforgiving breeze.
I really, really need a car. Or at least a fucking bus pass. For once, her cheeks weren't tinted red from beers. With a huff, Jill tookd off her coat, still shivering a bit from the cold. A quick glance over the room revealed two patrons...but not Boss.
Weird, I don't think she had an excuse to go out today.
Coat thrown over her shoulder, Jill strode to the Dana's office. Located in the same hallway as the restrooms, it wasn't particularly hard to find. But this time, the metal door was shut, and the shutter was closed over the bullet proof glass. It was clear the Boss wanted some privacy.
What kind of privacy though? Was it business related or personal? Eh, I still need to check in if I want to be paid for the time I showed up.
Just as Jill turned the handle, the door swung wide open, revealing a surprised young man with short cut black hair. His chin sported a groomed goatee.
He's taller than me. He was also quite the looker, but damned if Jill was gonna let that slip out. Behind his tall figure, a familiar face peeked out from behind it.
"Oh, hey, Boss. Just checkin' in to let you know I'm here."
"Thanks! It's super chilly out, isn't it? Half expected you to call in sick. Anyway, this is our new part timer." A sneaky grin overcame Dana's face as she turned to the man, "This is our regular. Be nice to each other, okay Jill?"
"Sure." Both piped up in response. There was a moment of confusion as both Jill and the man looked at each other, sizing one another up.
"Wait, your name is Jill? With a J?"
"Er, kind of. It's Gill with a G, actually."
Dana busted out laughing, clapping her hands in delight, "I can think of 30 ways this just brightened up my day."
Jill frowned, "Yeah, that's one hell of a coincidence. Is your full name Gillian or something?"
"Yes, ma'am. But why do you call yourself 'Jill'? Your full name is Julianne--"
"Do
NOT call me that. How do you even know that?!"
"E-eh? Why is that such a big deal? We can turn your nickname to 'Jules' or something. That sounds much better anyway!"
"BOSS! Did you tell him my real name?!"
Dana had already cleared the bar, locking herself into her office, but she called out in a muffled voice, "Just an accident, Jill! He saw your file I left open when I was preparing for a regional meeting. Don't worry about it. No one knows why you hate being called--"
"Irrelevant, Boss. Anyway, YOU." Jill pointed a finger at Gill, a cloud of anger resting in her eyes, "I think you have more of a John face. You're too plain."
Patently untrue.
"Wait, J-john? You don't have to call me 'Gill', go ahead and call me by my full name--"
"Quiet, Greg. We got work to do. Did Boss train you or am I going to have to?"
Gillian blinked. Events were moving too quickly for him!
"I'm good. Dana helped me earlier this week."
"Isn't that nice? Boss being
thoughtful, eh?"
"Not my fault, Jill!"
"What? Oh, you mean her. Sorry."
With a hand pressed against her forehead, Jill planted herself behind the counter. She
hated being called by her full name. As for Gillian, he tip toed to the other end of the counter, wisely giving Jill the space she needed to collect herself. There weren't many things that could spur an outburst out of her like that, but that was definitely one of them. Quite the introduction with the part timer.
Serve a patron!
[] "I-is that a child over there? Oh, it's just Dorothy."
[] Old man brooding over his drink.
[] ....talk with John/Gillian?
Gillian added to Relationships Tab!