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Cornelius "Corey" Drake ([info]sandcastlegod) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-01-19 22:02:00


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Entry tags:antaeus, argo, inactive - alisa lebeau, inactive - entienne lebeau, nicholas salem, perenawska, team - champions

Settling in?
They'd started moving into the renovated abandoned restaurant/nightclub covered scrap metal. Corey'd even arranged a recycling dumpster next to the regular one. Once the kitchen was finally covered in his explanatory signs -- one explanation of food storage and recycling having the very direct heading 'You Will Not Waste' -- he took an awful lot of sorted bags of packaging out to said recycling dumpster.



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[info]vicious_cycle
2010-01-20 10:51 pm UTC (link)
"I'll take you there in a second, sure. I bet food'll be done soon. But before we do that, now that this is square, I want to make one thing /absolutely/ clear. I am not a nice guy or a white knight. Any Cinderella fantasies need to go away, right now. This sounds like a great deal, and it is, but its /not/ a charity. Its a job offer, and you will treat it like one. I'm fronting you money for tools, rooms and repairs, it is a loan, not a gift. Your brother gets to come along because you're more than worth it. But if you tell me you'll work twenty hours in a week, you will work twenty hours that week. If you tell me you'll do forty, you will work forty, because that's what I'll be billing customers for. If you screw up, I will tell you, and you will do the work again til its right. The people who pay this kind of money for repairs do not want functional. They want it to look right, feel right and sound right. They are paying top dollar for high quality machines with a trademarked sound and a lot of history. Parts for 50's and 60's Harleys are not cheap, so if you damage them, it comes out of your pay. We do not use modern parts when someone wants their 72 'Glide fixed, we use restored or remolded '72 parts. I'll take care of getting the right things, but you'll be expected to do the work you're told and that you commit to."

He pauses, still looking her straight in the eye.

"You're getting this job offer because you are /good/. You are /worth/ this kind of money, and its just the beginning. If you can learn the language, get schooled up enough to tell a shovelhead from a panhead on sight, know what bolts go into a '59, not just fix them, but speak the language, I will dock my own pay to help get you certified, because a certified mechanic with your speed and skill could make 30 to 45 dollars an hour and get people driving 500 miles to come to your shop - and I think you're good enough to do it, and if so, I want you working in my shop. But that's as far as talent gets you - your foot in the door. From now on, you will earn your room and board, you will earn your job, and you will earn my trust. Do you understand?"

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[info]temperence
2010-01-20 11:01 pm UTC (link)
"Ah... ah understand... crystal clear." She nodded her head. She did not think of this as some Cinderella thing to be honest. She thought of it more or less like being a kid on the street and finding a bottle of bubbles with the wand still inside of it. 'It's jus'... nice... ta 'ave someone who 'as... faith in yah is all... an'... an' ah will work hard... ah'm... ah'm non de kinda person... to take stuff an' run..."

No, she thought. That would be Ennie. She was more of a push over and one who always wanted to do the right thing. Ennie's thievery and their past always had her labeled as a thief, despite never taking part in such activities, willingly. She only put up with Ennie's stealing, because she thought it made him feel good... and it kept them from starving to death. Toying with her fingers, she looked at Nick and spoke again.

"Ah'm... non a bad person... really... ah keep mah word... even if dat don' mean much for you. But... ah... ah guess... ah can prove mahself. Ah'll... ah'll let yah ask mah anyt'ing yah want... an' ah'll give yah an honest answer!"

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[info]vicious_cycle
2010-01-20 11:08 pm UTC (link)
He nods. "For right now, that's good enough for me. If I had thought you were a thief and a liar, you wouldn't have gotten this far. I'm not going to ask you to prove anything to me, because you have no reason to trust me yet. If and when I prove myself worth trusting, then we'll play twenty serious questions, and it'll go both ways, ok? Until then, you can prove yourself worth the investment by being a good worker... which means starting with getting your strength up and putting on about five pounds. Come on, the kitchen is this way." he replies, heading up to show her the way.

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