Thoughts about the future, or being lazy, or both (Open)

    With one final push, Kaeru, in her Action Form, finally finished writing down today's voting results. It wasn't easy, trying to sneak in, take some pictures, and sneak back out, especially with all the campus police being hired, it wasn't easy evading four of them at the same time. But with these results this close, it might be a decent show next time. And with the Spring Tournament coming up tomorrow morning, it's going to be a busy week.  She took a sip from her Unlimited Coffee Works, livening her night with its warm and endless supply of premium coffee. She put it back down on her desk and store out into the night.

    "Hmm, this radio gig isn't all that bad. I wonder if I should set up some interviews later on..." Kaeru leaned back into her chair and swerved around. She thought about sneaking in Estella's room down at the Lyra Dorms. She has a newspaper right? Maybe she wouldn't mind if someone 'borrowed' her information from time to time. She chuckled softly at the thought. Kaeru checked the time at her laptop clock. It was getting late, not that it matters to Kaeru, as she doesn't get tired in this form, maybe jumpy though, especially with all the caffeine she's been drinking.

    She swirled around a bit, and a few more times. She thought about the future of the radio, and how she's going to keep it running. If maybe, she might try to get an assistant or some backup person to help out if she isn't able to host a show. There's also the problem of keeping a steady news flow for her show, no one going to listen to an empty radio show, well, except for perverts who want to listen to her voice. If anything, she might have to have a backup plan. So, Kaeru stopped spinning, and picked up a wooden board she carved out. It wasn't what you call a masterpiece by a long shot, but at least the text is carved in quite legibility, reading, "Wanna help the radio? Come in for an interview!"

    She got up and hung it outside her door. She went back inside and sat back down. If she was going to work all night, might as well search up her recording devices that are set up at 'interest spots'
 
    

For the past few weeks Silas had been recovered from the serious damage that Winter exams had done to him. Hours upon hours of studying had lead to average grades. Gallons of his infamous coffee surprise had been his only salvation through such dark times; now he only drank the surprise, though that was for special occasions. His room mate, whatever his name was, provided no interest to him as of now and this was why Silas was wandering the halls of his dorm. No one else seemed to be alive at this time in the evening so the halls were peaceful. Streams of light were cast upon the doors of fellow Pyxis students. A sudden sound down the hall startled Silas; no one could be seen yet something was different about the view. 

He crept forward and noticed a paper attached to one of the doors that mentioned the radio station. Silas had listened in on occasion and found the voice on the other side to be very interesting to listen to. Since he lacked the social skills to go out and learn the daily gossip, such news had somehow given him a better feeling of closeness to the rest of the student body. 

An eternity passed before his hand raised shakily to the door and knocked thrice. Silas stepped back and waited to see what the face behind the curtain really looked like.

    Kaeru was about to take another sip from her mug when three slightly soft knocks came from her door. She incredulously looked at her door as if it was about to explode right in front of her face, and with Kaeru, it was a justified reason. She continued to watch the door, with mouth agape and cup in hand. She couldn't believe it. Someone had actually knocked on her door, with the sign outside to boot. Bottled up excitement was building up inside Kaeru, in which she tried to calm herself as she finished another sip of coffee, and place her cup down on the table. This could be a prank from some asshole dorm mate, or just someone saying hi. But the thought of someone actually coming in and actually auditioning themselves to help work on her radio station was making her heart beat like a drum.

     With a deep breath, she calmed herself slightly as she walked up to the door, and turned the handle. "Welcome!" she said in a gleeful tone, "Are you here for the interview? Well then just come right in! Make yourself comfortable! We'll get our interview start right away!" If she was in her original form, she would've been bouncing around all over the place, but since she's aged-up right now, her emotions were only slightly leaking from excitement. 

A nervous expression crossed his brow as time ticked by slowly. No signs of life were noticeable still. He feared that the host wasn't home anymore. Moments before Silas was to turn and return to his wandering, a lovely face appeared in the doorway. She spoke quickly and eagerly, as if she hadn't expected anyone to actually come for an interview. 

Silas followed her silently into the room. It smelled sweetly of fresh coffee and was homey. There was a worn spinny chair near a desk that was littered in personal belongings. His eyes scanned the room for a place to sit and took residence upon the bed. He had never been in an interview before and had no idea whether he would be the one to commence the conversation or if it would be more polite to allow her to speak first. The young man only prayed that he would get the position.

He took the opportunity to learn more about this Kaeru though nothing was very obvious; she looked about his age and from the way she had spoken earlier, seemed to be a cheery person. Her appearance wasn't the first thing he noticed, but it wasn't lacking at all. She was cute, but that wasn't why he had knocked on her door in the first place. No, he wanted a job and a job he would (try to) get. 

 

    Kaeru quickly sat down at her chair, and rolled her way to her desk in one small motion. She grabbed a small notebook and a pen from a drawer, where she slammed it shut with peppy enthusiasm. She then spun her chair over to Silas with both pen and paper on hand, ready to write down any impressions if needed. With a repetitive tap, Kaeru begun the interview.

    "Before for we start, I'm going to say this. I am very picky on who I want, but still try to answer my questions as honestly as you can," she suddenly spun back to her desk and took another sip of coffee. She lowered a recording mic near towards Silas. adjusting it so that both of their voices could be heard. She pressed the record button, then faced her interviewee. "Alright, let's begin. First, let's start with names, okay? Obviously you know who I am, and I kinda know who you are, but to be just sure, tell me you name, then age, interests in life, and reason for being here. All in order if you please." Kaeru had her pen ready.

Silas was thankful for her ability to be social with strangers. There was not a moments hesitation from her as she quickly grabbed her necessities and began to explain what she wanted in an assistant. He nodded slowly, accepting that she had the right to be picky with who was to work with her. A mic was set between them and with the touch of a button, they were to begin. 

A simple set of questions were asked and he replied honestly, "My name is Silas Oneirus, I'm 17 and in Pyxis of course. Because of my ability to manipulate what people can see, I've found that studying the brain's reactions to certain visual images is really interesting. People can remember things, recall what they saw in their dreams, experience emotions, it's just all so fascinating."  Silas blushed a bit, only now realizing that he had been very expressive with his hands while talking about his strange passion with human emotions. He stuttered a bit when continuing on with the remaining question, "Do you mean here as in at Foresta or here as in at this interview? Well, ah, I'm at Foresta to practice my abilities without having to worry about misunderstandings and to continue to study the minds of all sorts of people, whether they're peculiar or not. I'm here, in this room with you, because I want to get better with my social skills and to occupy my time with something that I find both interesting and useful to bums like me who rarely leave my dorm room anymore." He grinned slightly before adding, "And my coffee making skills are top-notch."

    As Silas spoke, Kaeru diligently wrote down as much information as she could. Including what he said, she wrote down some quick self-comments to herself. 'Doesn't smell, good with hands, messy messy messy, hallucinations, coffee boy?,' are the most identifiable on her notebook. She peaked out her head from her notebook for quick glances while still writing down word to word. She bit on the tip of the pen when she finished writing, shortly after Silas finished up the first set of questions.

    "Oh right, good impressions so far... Uh... Alright! Let's me throw in some more questions. How good are you at handling electronic equipment? That one is obvious. Are you willing to change your daily schedule to fit my demands? How about your sneaking abilities? I might someone to borrow some information for me." 

A small wave of relief washed over Silas when she seemed to be okay with how he was answering her questions. He tried to ignore the fact that there was the possibility that she was just blowing through the questions so she could kick him out more quickly, but the thought still lingered. 

He physically grimaced at her next question. Electronics. Technology. Definitely not his forte. His hand reached behind his head to scratch at an itch that didn't exist, trying to find a way to say that he lived like a caveman and didn't even own a phone. "Well, ah, with some refreshing I could probably learn the ropes though I'm a bit outdated." The next questions were simple and their answers were much smoother than the other. "Yeah, of course. I would happily work whatever crazy times you need me to." Silas smiled at the last question. "I wouldn't have any problem with sneaking around. With my ability to manipulate what people see, I could easily distract people or make myself 'invisible' while I get information for you."

    "Uh huh..." She continued to write down Silas answers. If what he said was true, then Kaeru might have to rule out managing the radio equipment, or at least not with the more complex parts, unless you can count carrying heavy things. She scribbled down 'shit at tech, carry things.' She stared at what she wrote, and quickly added, 'everything.' Though if working on the show won't be an option... If what Silas is saying what he could do however, then maybe...

    "Are you sure that you can adjust to my sudden demands? They can be quite, well, demanding." She waved her pen in the air, since Kaeru can justify that there had been missed opportunities for potential news when Kaeru was off being somewhere else. And if his person could sneak in to certain places, then things might get a little more exciting, like a spy movie. An image of Kaeru with an eye patch, mustache, and grey suit talking to Silas on some secret communication device popped up inside her mind, where she smirked to herself. She wrote down some extra notes, and then continued her next set of questions.

    "Nice... Now are good are you at hiding bodies, beating up bad guys, seducing women, smoking, and using firearms? Pfft. Uh, okay! If I told you to interview someone, how would you go about it? If I also told you to go into some dangerous, hostile area to research and obtain information, will you do it and how?" 

His head bobbed up and down, "Absolutely, I wouldn't have come here if I didn't plan on working however much/little you need me to." It was a tiny white lie that held some truth. Yesterday Silas wouldn't have thought that he would be sitting in an interview for a job working for the mysterious voice of the radio talk show. Good luck had lead him here and it was too late to turn back now; he would get the job and do it well. 

A new expression on Kaeru's face caught Silas by surprise; it was a look that screamed mischievous and he couldn't help but wonder what had gotten her so excited. The next set of questions threw a smirk onto his face. He leaded back casually, flipped his hair for dramatic effect, and lifted his fingers to his lips as if there was a cigarette between them. In his best impersonation of Sherlock, "I would tell you, but then I would have to kill you."

In response to her next question he took a short moment to throw himself into the situation. "I would examine them from afar for a short while, learn their routines, then 'accidentally' bump into them, befriend them, make casual talk, carefully bring up the subject in question, and extract the information before making a getaway." It all sounded so simple, but they both knew that his work would involve much more improvising to be done well. "Dangerous territory? It's hard to say without a good idea of what you mean but caution would be key. Making sure I'm invisible, taking minimal chances to ensure I get out safely with what I was sent in for, always having an alibi, being sure to alert you of my location somehow so that someone will know where to find the body if things go south. Things like that."

            Kaeru continued to write down even more notes about her interviewee. She rolled back her chair and spun around, tapping her pen on her cheek as she looked down at her notebook, completely in thought.
    "Well, you seem to be, uh, fit my criteria." Kaeru couldn't help but feel disappointed, not at Silas, but on how fast this interview had passed. She expected it to be much more intense, if anything, a punch here or there, but it barely took up much time Kaeru had expected. Despite her disappointment, here she had someone who was confident enough to work under her, or at least claim to.
    It took Kaeru several moments to just to think, screw it, and threw her notebook behind her. She stopped spinning and faced her newest recruit. Kaeru opened her mouth, "Congrats, you are now my underling. You better not regret being hired." Kaeru scrolled over to her microphone and reached up to shut it off. She then reached over to her mug and took another sip. She rolled back to Silas, along with her cup. "Well, at least until you can prove yourself later, cause you the saying, 'actions speak louder than words,' yeah?"

Silas sat eagerly on the edge of the bed, his right foot bouncing up and down. His eyes attempted to avoid the urge of sneaking a peak at her notebook and was almost going to fail when Kaeru spoke up. His eyes lit up at her words, finding that this job might actually become a reality. When she turned around to put down her journal, he did a quick and silent sigh of joy. When she turned back around her mouth opened and he started to nod his head and grin; she wouldn't regret hiring him, not one bit.

He leaned backwards and let the news soak in for a moment before pounding her with his own queries."When do I start? Is there any kind of payment I might expect? How will you inform me of 'missions'?" Silas finished his questions and realized that he was leaning very heavily upon his knees and was now much closer to Kaeru than he had been before. His eyes pierced straight through her's and curiosity flooded his mind. Silas strongly desired to know what she would have to say in return.