Post by Francesca Bodkin on Apr 10, 2016 10:18:13 GMT -5
Once everything had been sorted out and done Francesca asked for an interview with the one and only Marcus. Normally the people's overseer would perform such procedure with new people but Marcus was an attractive man. Fran had developed a habit of surrounding herself with some of the prettier and handsome men of the Hive during the night.
Perhaps it was a habit she had picked up after Maxwells death. When she watched him be thrown from that balcony all she could think of was everything they hadn't talked about. Something she hadn't told him.. A pale hand rested over her abdomen. Lost in thought for a brief moment
Bringing the walkie talkie up to her lips. Making sure the channel was on the same channel she had originally talked to Marcus on when she had found them. Thank god for that except for the poor unfortunate Samantha. At least she was alive, it was all that mattered after all right? "Marcus your late for the interview that that I forgot to remind you about... So that definitely is your fault handsome?" She said in the same usual relaxed jokingly toned. If she really meant it would be in that usual I have a stick shoved up my arse tone. This one was light like clouds and jokingly as Omar, but in a tasteful manner of course. Leaning back in her chair twisting a strand of red hair around her finger tip.
Letting out a sigh as she leaned back in the desk chair slowly spinning herself around lazily. She had no duties to attend to in the meanwhile because she had someone else watching the radio room keeping those chatty men and women in line. Sometimes if she closed her eyes it could almost feel like a day in the office rather then another day in hell.
Perhaps it was a habit she had picked up after Maxwells death. When she watched him be thrown from that balcony all she could think of was everything they hadn't talked about. Something she hadn't told him.. A pale hand rested over her abdomen. Lost in thought for a brief moment
Bringing the walkie talkie up to her lips. Making sure the channel was on the same channel she had originally talked to Marcus on when she had found them. Thank god for that except for the poor unfortunate Samantha. At least she was alive, it was all that mattered after all right? "Marcus your late for the interview that that I forgot to remind you about... So that definitely is your fault handsome?" She said in the same usual relaxed jokingly toned. If she really meant it would be in that usual I have a stick shoved up my arse tone. This one was light like clouds and jokingly as Omar, but in a tasteful manner of course. Leaning back in her chair twisting a strand of red hair around her finger tip.
Letting out a sigh as she leaned back in the desk chair slowly spinning herself around lazily. She had no duties to attend to in the meanwhile because she had someone else watching the radio room keeping those chatty men and women in line. Sometimes if she closed her eyes it could almost feel like a day in the office rather then another day in hell.