Looking for Work (in all the wrong places)? (open at all)

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

Physical Therapy has been grueling as of late, and with her work just not being as fulfilling as it once had been, Alisa thought perhaps a change could be in her best interest. She was tired of feeling listless during art authentications for the rich and famous (despite the pay it gave her), and her heart hurting every time she saw Alistaire (who refused to let her go for some reason or another). She was currently waiting to hear back from the Guild elders and those higher up in the Enforcer branch on a certain situation that came up, and the stress was getting to her.

Before her on the desk was a long list of people who she could inquire about jobs. Oddly enough, the top of the list had the Xavier School on there. They did save her life, and she truly was grateful to them. Perhaps asking for the ability to work for them as an art instructor would help her find that missing piece. Another name on the list was Sebastian Shaw, but she feared he would not even listen to her, not after what she told him.

She lifted the receiver on her office phone and began to dial up the Xavier Institute. This made her just as nervous as when she helped Alistaire raid the Hellfire Club. Her back pushed up against her plush chair as she awaited for someone to pick up.

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[nohoundsallowed]

Eventually the call to Xavier's got routed to Rachel's phone after someone ascertained what the call was about. The receiver floated off her desk and hovered near her ear as she shuffled through some paperwork that needed her scribbly signature on them.

"Headmaster Ramsey."

Next Name on the List

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

Alisa felt rather poorly after speaking with the headmaster of the Xavier Institute. There would be no way she could ever volunteer where she suggested, as Stephanie had a great influence over at that shelter. And as far as she knew, Stephanie was very, very angry with her. Perhaps she should call someone who might be less angry with her.

She picked up the receiver of her phone once more and began to dial up a somewhat familiar number. Alisa could not believe she was going to call Sebastian Shaw to see if he had any work for her. She waited for his secretary to transfer her over to his phone, or drop her call all together.

An hour or so later...

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

Alisa sat back in her chair. She wanted to drink some of her good vodka from the liquor cabinet, but she was still on pain medication for her leg. She had just been fired. It was still a huge shock to her, but an odd relief. While she cared for Alistaire, while she still loved him... perhaps it was time for him to walk on his own two legs for once. If he wished to follow his Grandfather's rule, so be it. She was not going to beg to stay on.

Picking her phone back up, she redialed the Xavier Institute to talk with the secretary at the time, requesting that meeting and interview that Rachel said she could schedule if she was free of the Shaw control. Right now, she wanted NOTHING to do with them. She wanted nothing to do with the Guilds anymore, either. It was time she started to live her own life and on her terms.

"I'm better den some goon. I got a got head on my shoulders an' I should use it. Stayin' wit' Sebastian an' Alisatire is like stayin' on a sinkin' ship dat's got limited life vests. I don' want dat. I want to be good" She thought to herself as she made the arrangements to go to the school for a formal job interview.