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Post by NELL DOE DALE on May 23, 2012 16:49:08 GMT -5
 LADY SING THE BLUES SO WELL as if she mean it, she says, "I HAVE WALKED THESE STREETS SO LONG, THERE AIN'T NOTHING RIGHT, THERE AIN'T NOTHING WRONG." Nell jotted down on her clipboard as she made her rounds in the house, weaving between the seats and heading down the rows. Note anything that’s broken, make sure everyone did their job tonight, check, check, check. It was a tedious process, and she went about it with bright eyes and a smile. Her mood was effectively dimmed when a voice came over walky and told her to come down to her office. Jane. ”All right,” she said into the device, taking as long as she could to linger around and take pointless notes. It helped her work extra hard, at least, avoiding this woman. She checked her phone and realized that she shouldn’t take too long, figuring that would only make Jane pissed off. Or maybe not. Maybe her aunt knew she’d be trying to avoid her. She seemed to know most everything else. ”There’s no such thing as the mob.” She had told her that once, but she knew the real answer. No, there was no mob. They didn’t call it a mob. A word that made such an organization concrete was damning. They were a family, a group of people, and affiliation. They shared common interests and they worked together. Jane was simply a businesswoman. That’s all there was to it. Her heels clicked against the floor as she headed up to the offices, clipboard under her arm.
It only took one knock before Jane told her to come in, and the woman sat behind her desk with an expression that Nell knew meant trouble. Her black hair fell down her shoulders in waves today, the brightest thing on her those blue eyes and a sparkling pendant. ”What’s up?” Nell asked, trying to sound nonchalant. The woman played with her jewelry, smiling. ”I had an interview today.” Nell refused to sit down, even though she knew this would be a story. It felt like baring her stomach to her aunt. The last thing she wanted was to show weakness. ”The girl is exceptionally bright. Kindhearted, too.” Nell lfited her eyebrows, slowly nodding, wondering if it would go somewhere. ”I’ve actually heard you talk about her a few times to the others…Lieanna, her name is.” She bristled instantly, shackles up, doors slamming shut. Crap, crap, crap… Lieanna had been interviewed by her aunt. Lieanna had met her aunt. Her stomach twisted in knots. ”Did you give her the job?” Nell wondered. As much as she wanted the girl to have a job, she did not want her to have one here, with Jane. Said woman nodded as she stood up, walked over to the side of her desk. ”Yes, hired her for costume department.” Jane smoothed down the front of her blouse.
Normally, such a thing would have been meaningless. But she knew her friend well. And as much as she hated revealing her friend’s weakness, Nell figured it might be able to get her out of this position. ”Jane, Lieanna is colorblind.” The smile didn’t leave, and Nell felt anger surge up inside her, the foreign emotion threatening to claim her entire body. ”I know,” her aunt said, and there was a moment of understanding between them before she went on. ”She will do exceptionally well. Overcome that and all.” Nell didn’t know what to do with how she felt right now. She drew in closer, but that wouldn’t help her, Jane was a few inches taller than her. ”You don’t get family involved with this, Jane,” she said, her brown eyes fierce. ”They’re off-limits, and you know that.” Wasn’t that a rule among them. Leave a man’s family out of it? As if the mafia had enough respect for such a thing. As if Jane had enough respect for that. ”Family? You have no family.” The words stung more than she’d like. ”But you could have one, if you like.” And she was really saying that again? Promising this false sense of security, as if Nell’s family would be safe if she just worked for Jane, became one of her underbosses or something. Bullshit.
Nell turned a bit, started to walk. She could feel the vibes of triumph rolling off her aunt. ”Is she still here?” she asked, hoping that the interview had been around other people, not alone with Jane. She left Lark alone with the woman before, and that… She couldn’t think of it. ”She should be in the dressing room.” Her chest was so tight she could barely breathe, and she only revealed weakness upon leaving the office when she took a moment to lean against the wall, taking deep soothing breaths. What do I do? She wanted to protect everyone, but this was a strange twist of fate that she didn’t appreciate. The fates were playing games with her again, these coincidences. She started off to the dressing rooms behind the stage. These were mostly for the opera performances they had, but the orchestra also had their outfits. It was large and brightly lit for makeup to be done, and Nell opened the door with a smile, clipboard still in her hand. ”Yo, Anna,” she greeted, giving her friend a hug as if this was the best opportunity ever. ”I heard you got the job! You’re my co-worker now!” Should she just pretend? Nell didn’t want to tell the truth about Jane, but look what happened with Jane. She would have to play her cards right. ”Are you excited?” She wondered how Anna felt about the position. Did she think she was being exploited? Probably not. Jane was good at acting, she was a very pleasant person.
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Post by lieanna on May 28, 2012 0:38:24 GMT -5
The day had actually turned into a pretty decent day. She had an interveiw with Nell's aunt, Jane, for a job. She had been desperately looking for a job, so it was a welcome thing. She couldn't remember if she had mentioned the interview to Nell or not, but if she got the job she knew her best friend would figure it out eventually. Well, she had to. They would be working together. On the plus side, she had gotten the job. Yay money! Jane was actually very nice, which almost surprised Anna. She had heard Nell mention her a few times, and didn't think they got along. But she had been extremely friendly to her. It could have been an act, but it was welcoming. On the downfall, she was using Anna's one weakness, her colorblindness, against her.
She could not turn down the job, though. She was in the costume department. At the concert hall, she imagined it was pretty important for everything to, you know, match. If every bodies costumes where black and and white, she would do just fine, or so she imagined. But blues? Reds? Greens? Purples? Well, nothing was going to turn out right. It wasn't like she could ask people to put labels on the colors of clothing. That would just not be good. She was worried that she was going to end up getting fired on her first day of work, solely because, well, somebody was going to end up with the wrong colored clothes. Hopefully somebody would correct her, if she explained that she was colorblind. Either that or people where going to think she was just incredibly stupid. Either way wouldn't be fun. She hoped people would be more understanding.
Why couldn't she have made me an usher or something? She grumbled silently to herself as she stood in the dressing room, walking through the racks of clothing. There was nobody in there needing to be outfitted at the moment, so she was taking her sweet time to look at things. The clothes where all arranged by size, not color. She sighed a little bit and grumbled to herself, as somebody walked in. Anna? We need you to pull out the blue and white uniform for the orchastra, please. Anna looked at the women who had walked in, and nodded. She felt a knot in her stomach, as she looked through the racks of clothes. There was so many that looked like blue and white. She stood there blinking for a few minutes, when a more friendly face walked in. "Nell!" She said, with a smile on her face, as she hugged her friend back.
Working with her best friend would make things easier, she hoped. Hopefully Nell could help her with some stuff, when she had the chance. She was probably one of the only - if not the only - person here who understood that she was colorblind, and just what that entailed. "Yeah, I did get the job." Her smile faded a little and she shrugged. "I- I guess I'm excited. But I don't want to like, you know, get fired. Because, you know, I can't tell blue from purple from red." She shrugged again. "But Jane insisted I would do great for this job. So..." She sighed again and glanced around, before looking back at Nell. "I was asked to get out the blue and white orchastra uniforms... and well.." She bit at her lip and raised an eyebrow, her smile almost embarassed. "I have no idea which of these are blue." She motioned with her hand towards the racks of clothes. "Can you maybe help me out, bestie?" She knew Nell wasn't going to let her sink on her first day here. But still, it was embarassing.
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Post by NELL DOE DALE on May 28, 2012 1:14:11 GMT -5
LADY SING THE BLUES SO WELL as if she mean it, she says, "I HAVE WALKED THESE STREETS SO LONG, THERE AIN'T NOTHING RIGHT, THERE AIN'T NOTHING WRONG." Nell knew a lot of people didn't like her job. She never used to be that kind of person. She may not have particularly liked bartending thanks to its crazy hours, but she enjoyed other aspects of it. She'd absolutely loved the day care, and she could only hope that Lark was enjoying it as she had. Now, Jane was in her hair and it made things a lot more difficult. Especially now with Anna standing in front of her, fretting over her colorblindness. "Don't worry, that's not going to happen. The owner, Mr. Hart, he's a really nice man. I can speak on your behalf any time." He may have liked her aunt, but he also liked her. She hated this tug of war between her and her aunt, but she was willing to sacrifice anything for Anna. She didn't know whether it was an unfortunate thing or not, but she didn't think Jane would let the girl get fired after hiring her. And Nell would protect her. But for what? As long as Anna enjoyed it here, Nell would help her keep the job.
The mention of Jane strummed a cord that Nell didn't much like. "Stay away from her," she said calmly. She didn't want to intimidate the girl, but it was best to warn her now. "She's the manager of this department, but only speak to her when you have to. Anything you need that you don't have to go to her for, come to me." She may have to work around Jane, but she'd be damned if she let the woman get her claws into Anna. Even as she said this, she knew there wasn't a lot that she could do to protect the girl. Jane was practically invincible at this point. "She may seem nice, but she's a terrible woman. Don't trust her." Jane might try to convince Anna to be on her side, but Nell wanted to guarantee that no matter what, the Earth freshman wouldn't believe her.
She smiled when she noted Anna's nervousness. The costume department was at least a good enough environment to work in. Nell immediately went over to the rack of clothes, pulling out a few of the uniforms and draping them over her arms. "Whenever you can't tell the difference, just call me over walky." That's how they communicated, though she remembered that security and managers only had the walkies. "I'll get you one," she ensured Anna. Phones weren't allow when working, of course, so all she had to do was ask Nell to come to costume whenever need be. Sure, Nell was kept busy in the house, but she would drop everything to help Anna out. She handed over the uniforms. "You'll do a great job. All you need to do is work hard. Don't stress too much about the colors." Nell could take care of that. What she couldn't take care of was Jane and what she might do to Anna.
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Post by lieanna on Jun 4, 2012 0:25:48 GMT -5
Anna had a few jobs before, just small jobs. Working at the coffee shop for a while, just enough stuff to pay the bills. Well, bills that she didn't have at the time. She liked to know she had money to spend though. And without bills, she could spend money on whatever the hell she wanted to spend money on. If she wanted to spend it all on junkfood, such as her lovely friend Ashton seemed to enjoy doing, she could. She could do what ever she wanted. That was the reassurance a job gave. Although, she was looking for her own place now. Even if it was a place to move in with a friend, just to get away from her parents. Now that she had a job, as long as she kept it, she prayed that would get easier. And be easier to get her own apartment. "Well I am glad that I got my best friend working here then." She said, laughing a little. She was a very diligent person most of the time. She just hoped she wasn't going to send somebody up on stage in mismatching outfits.
Nell jumped quickly at the mention of Jane. It made Anna raise an eyebrow as she looked at her. Jane did seem nice enough, but of course, Nell knew the women better than she did. She couldn't help it that she always tried to see the best in people. "Yes ma'am. If you say so." She said, nodding a little bit. She trusted Nell's judgement. Her best friend was not going to put her into a bad situation of any sort, that much she knew. At least, not on purpose anyways. Accidents happened, and she could not blame Nell for that if that happened. "I'd rather come to you anyways, baby." She said, winking jokingly. She was just trying to lighten up the situation. It wasn't awful but she could feel the tension when nell mentioned Jane. Anna got the impression that she really didn't like the women. She nodded at Nells last comment on the matter. "I won't. Don't worry." She smiled reassuringly at her friend. She trusted Nell more than anybody, so what she said, would have to be law.
She took a deep breath as she watched Nell get the uniforms down. " You really are a life saver, you know that?" Nell always had her back, from the time they met. She couldn't thank her enough for that. She was glad to have a friend like her. Her three best friends she held close, and she couldn't ask for any better friends. Esspecially in a situation like this. "Sounds great. I will just have to hide it then. Don't want Jane thinking I'm cheating with my job." She said, with a sarcastic eye roll. Was Nell helping her out technically cheating? Yeah, pretty much. Or so she figured. But the woman put her in the one job she was going to struggle with. "No stress. I'm calm as ... something.. that is really calm." She said, pausing for a moment, biting her lip as she walked over to Nell, and held out her arms and took the uniforms from her. "You know, she threw me back here, and I really have no idea what I am supposed to do. Truthfully didn't know she was going to have me start today." She said, laughing a little bit, and cocking her hip out as she thought. Or even any training... Maybe the woman was out to get her. Already.
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Post by NELL DOE DALE on Jun 4, 2012 19:25:50 GMT -5
LADY SING THE BLUES SO WELL as if she mean it, she says, "I HAVE WALKED THESE STREETS SO LONG, THERE AIN'T NOTHING RIGHT, THERE AIN'T NOTHING WRONG." If Anna deserved anything, it was a warning. That was the best Nell could give to her. Watch your back, look around all corners, don't trust a single word out of that woman's mouth. The younger girl's response made her wonder if she really believed her or if she was just going along. She trusted her friend, but Jane had a very good image of being a nice person. Because she was a nice person, she just had a hell of a lot of bitchiness underneath. She easily went along with the lightening of the mood, wiggling her hips. "You know I'm the best., girl. These hips don't lie." It was an amazing sign of trust in that Nell had when she could joke around like this when inside she was frantic. Anna let her be that way. "Good," Nell said. Anna was such a sweet girl, she was afraid that Jane may be able to poison that. She's done much worse. She was in the business of poison. She wondered if she should inform Anna of that business, if she should say that she was dealing with a class-a mafioso. Jane was a crime boss, tip-top and cream of the crop. She was not someone to be taken lightly, even if she may seem like a pretty flower with no thorns.
Nell chuckled lightly, impressed herself that no sign of exhaustion came through. She was good at hiding, and she wished she didn't have to do it with Anna. But she was a naturally secretive person. The only person who even knew she had a past was Josh. Unfortunately, many others knew that she had killed her mother thanks to the trial. Why? It was kept secret, but she'd gotten off for justifiable homicide. If offered an interview, she'd say nothing. She didn't talk. Ever. "I try," she said to the girl, looking at the other uniforms. Mostly for orchestras, it was black, and the girl hoped that there wouldn't be too much purple or some other dark color to trip her up. She'd help assort different things beforehand, even if she got yelled at by the other assistants because of it. "It's not cheating. It's effective assistance. See? Different words and junk." She grinned. Yes, joking was good. It was perfect, as a matter of fact, just what the Earth girl needed. And she couldn't help the small laugh as the girl spoke again. "Sloths are calm. Cuz they're slow." She nodded. That sounded like a good analogy to her. She especially liked that she was getting good with her animals and what they looked like. She would have to inform Lark sometime that she'd looked up red pandas and they were freaking adorable.
When she mentioned Jane throwing her back here, Nell said, "Oh, she said she'd be training--" She didn't get to finish that sentence when she heard the clicking of heels and looked over to spot her aunt. Speak of the devil, and she shall come with a smile and a flourish of her hand. "Lieanna, dear, settling in, I hope?" she greeted the girl warmly. Her blue gaze flitted over to Nell, "Shouldn't you be in the house? I have to train our newest employee." Nell tilted her head, forced herself to be amiable for Lieanna's sake. She didn't want to start anything with her friend around, even though she was mighty capable of it. "Wanted to stay and help out." Jane nodded. "Very well, suit yourself. So Lieanna, have you may have had jobs before, but this is very unique. Everything is fast-paced, especially for performances with costume changes. Think you can handle it?" Of course, this was idle conversation that Jane was superb at. The whole friendly deal. It sickened Nell to realize that her aunt probably like Lieanna as a person. She just wanted the woman gone, but there didn't seem to be a way to ensure that.
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