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Friday Morning seems a weird time of week to start a job, she thinks. After all the weekend is right there, looming in all of its temptation and promises of movie marathons and pizza and opportunities to scroll through snapshot---alas, 'Focus Seraphine' she coaxes herself. "You've got to make a good impression on your first day."
Stepping off the train and journeying up the steps it's not long in her walk before she finds herself standing before Optimus Tower. It gleams in the early morning sun. Glistening with ambition, hope. She catches sight of herself in the shining glassy exterior. Admires her dark skin and red and brown hair---she'd gotten it braided when she heard she got the job. Wanted to feel stylish for her new jobShe flashes herself a grin. 'You're going to do great' she assures herself and grasps the handle, giving it a solid pull.
"Welcome to Optimus"
Kirk Steele Optimus board member is on his way to a meeting when he hears the careful moderately exuberant voice welcoming the new employees when he feels it---a very distant, hazy thrumming---a power, of course. Something untapped. It's not unusual for it to happen, Optimus' recruiting processes is partially built on scrounging around and finding any candidates with a modicum of potential to recruit to their cause. There may be a dozen or so of them there in that group alone, undiscovered, brimming with potential. The future.
Promising.
He pauses a moment at the elevator to look back on the assembly of them there. His eyes catch on a striking head of brunette and red hair. 'Hmm, Brighid must have herself a fan' he muses. as the elevator doors open.
Across the room a prickling sensation courses over Seraphine's skin. The feeling of being watched. She glances over her shoulder and catches just a slimmer of a teal waistcoat and steely eyes just as the doors of the elevator glide smoothly closed.
She blinks rapidly, shaking off the weird feeling and refocuses on what the co-ordinator is saying. She tries to anyway.