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Post by Salem Augner on Aug 14, 2011 19:26:53 GMT -5
>> It was late, the evening bugs already out and making sound as Salem moved across the darkened town, the only other movement mostly animals that had been abandoned to save costs and others hunting for pick me ups in the cold. It was the sort of neighborhood he lived in now, as much as it pained him to say it. The water made things cold, making it a pitiful place to stay at that even if it was close to jobs - you couldn't pay for any of the shiny goods that were being unloaded. Passing close to the shore on the approaching black gates, Salem lifted his head and took out the crumpled card from his pocket. It insured employment for 14 days under this crew.
He was currently on day 12, but he didn't want to think about that. A line of people were already waiting for the few extra spots that opened up when boats came unexpectedly to bay - it was rather lucky for them, usually his night crew did menial things. Tonight it seemed as if there actually was extra work to go around, and silently he wished he would of told his mother to come with him to do his filing so he instead could work with the heavy loads. Pushing through the crowd, he entered through the gate just as the dock hand began to call people out for selections to work. Salem bit his lip and made way for the main office. Maybe he could barter to get a better wage by working out there - he was young and strong, he wasn't even sure why he was in the back rooms anyways when he could barely sing out the alphabet.
Ooc [/color]: Open to anyone that would be working for cash too.[/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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