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[mrbackwards]

 [ When the feed clicks on.. Curtis is soaked.  He looks pretty pissed about it, too, as his eyes focus to the dark cloud above him. Rain continues to fall down on him as his glare hardens. Some people were going to find this so funny; he probably should have chosen audio. ]

I don't know what the fuck it is, but if anyone can tell me how to make it stop I'd appreciate it.  [ And he continues to stare up, almost hopefully, before shaking his head and running his hand down his face.

His wet hand. Down his wet face.

It isn't as productive as he'd hoped it would be. ]

I wanted to ask about jobs in this place.  Is there a bar or... anything.. that's hiring?

[ It's  d i s t r a c t i n g. ]

[[ ooc; find a rainbow event! ]]

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[mrbackwards]

The cloud'll be fucking gone when this is over.

[signatures]

How do you know?

[mrbackwards]

The way it works 'round here, isn't it?

[signatures]

Not always, no. Sometimes it extends to two days, a week, a month.

[mrbackwards]

I'm hoping for a day.

[signatures]

Then I guess we'll see.

In any case, people are always hiring around here.

[mrbackwards]

Think you could give me any names?

[signatures]

There's Miss Saya if you enjoy cars, I believe a Luke Valentine owns a hotel, Cinna of his beauty parlour and tailor... Dean Winchester heads the City watch of sorts, Derek Morgan runs the Welcome Center and youth hostel.

[mrbackwards]

I'll take note of all those... thanks, mate.

[signatures]

Good luck.

[mrbackwards]

Curtis.

[signatures]

Good luck, Curtis.