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"Nah, the managers just like to vary the amount of days you work."

2015-11-10 04:50:00

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"Ah. So I'd probably have to get a phone to find out about that."

2015-11-10 04:50:27

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"mhmm. Or check the schedule at work."

2015-11-10 04:53:11

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It wasn't seven days a week...so I'd still be able to hang out with Ivory. I mean, if she wanted to. Still. Or at all. "...thanks for telling me about this. I /really/ needed the job. Think they'll even hire me?"

2015-11-10 04:55:50

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"Well, I personally know one of the managers, so I'll be able to put in a good word for you."

2015-11-10 04:57:18

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"Seriously. That's almost too coincidental. Is there some kind of catch here? Do I have to sell my kidney?"

2015-11-10 04:58:18

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"No."

2015-11-10 05:04:56

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"I'm not getting into human trafficking either."

2015-11-10 05:05:43

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"The strip club is down the street for that."

2015-11-10 05:07:27

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"...I was told I could potentially become a model, but that's not the kind I was thinking."

2015-11-10 05:08:22

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"I don't think you'd be into that lifestyle."

2015-11-10 05:09:25

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"Which one, model or stripper?"

2015-11-10 05:10:20

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"Stripper."

2015-11-10 05:10:28

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"You don't know me, maybe I would. I've already got a tramp stamp."

2015-11-10 05:10:57

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"Doubt it. It's not worth the degradation."

2015-11-10 05:15:05

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"I'm already used to that. At least I'd get paid for it."

2015-11-10 05:15:24

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"Yeah, I guess. Anyways, I'll see about getting you an interview. Come to IHOP at around midnight tonight and you'll get your answer."

2015-11-10 05:16:20

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I nodded. "Thanks. I'd say I'll wear my best suit, but I only have one and I'm wearing it now."

2015-11-10 05:16:53

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Lance had found Clarenz on the roof once he return, and after an explanation from Ivory, he placed Clarenz on the couch and let him sleep it off. The problem was, however, is when he woke, he seemed a bit distant. The reason became realized when he first woke up he had no idea why he wasn't in Ivory's head anymore, or why Ivory was livid with him. Lance then decided to have a talk to him, and as more time passed it seemed like it was like patches of his memory were just gone from him. Well...it looked like Ivory had some sort of power in Calistor as well. Though, when she was informed of it, she just locked herself in her room. Yeah...he expected that. However, what he really didn't know about was Beckett's reaction, since he was bound to show up here eventually.

2015-11-10 05:27:22

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Beckett had spent the day halfheartedly looking for some sort of employment so he could at least get a hotel room. He'd been offered drugs and a job as a tattoo artist, but he turned down both. Drugs weren't his thing, and he would just draw shitty daisies on people's faces. When he returned that night, he went upstairs and saw Clarenz in the living room. He grinned. "Heyyy, li'l bunny. How was your day?"

2015-11-10 05:30:30

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Clarenz sat up and stared at Beckett for a second. Lance was in the kitchen at the moment with a nervous look on his face. Would Clarenz remember him? After that moment passed, Clarenz smiled. "Hey. Don't remember most of it, for some reason. How was finding a job?"

Lance gave a breath a of relief. Thank God.

2015-11-10 05:34:03

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The length of time he'd been stared at was a little disconcerting, but he brushed it off for now. Probably just tired. "Huh, how come? Too much napping? I was asked to put ink in people's bodies, I said no."

2015-11-10 05:36:14

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"I don't know. I don't think-"

Lance cleared his throat. "Ivory was capable of something she was't aware of. Clarenz was just on the receiving end of it."

2015-11-10 05:39:16

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Beckett looked over at Lance, expression suddenly darker. "What did she do?"

2015-11-10 05:39:53

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"You know the ice thing she does? It was something like that. Except with memories."

2015-11-10 05:40:24