August Jobs!

[terminalmods]

Greetings, Citizens of Terminal Tokyo! This is your local Trailmon Job Agency doing its monthly rounds! We've a lot of jobs to fill and more people than normal. Hope none o' you youngins were out here for a vacation! Man-- I remember the good old days of running free, yes ma'am. Now my gears are all rustin' and it's a hard to get on chuggin'-- but never you mind all that!

Since there's a lot of new folk around here I best get'ta explaining, yeah? Beginning of the month or so we post a bunch of jobs. We Trailmon spend a while setting 'em all up nice and organized for you lot.

All ya gotta do is sign up to do it. Remember there's limited spaces for each, so don't be riding the slow'mon about it!

[[OOC MECHANICS: This is how it will work (we'll be doing it similar to gargleblasted). Each number needed will be listed and it's first come first serve. Each character is allowed ONE (1) job, so please don't go signing up for more than that.

To get the job all you have to do is respond! SIGN UPS CAN BE FOUND HERE! Please respond with the CHARACTER JOURNAL of the character you wish to sign up with!

This is where all interactions will be taking place. There is a section for each job, and you will be allowed to set up further things as you like in terms of dates and times and who you will talk to.]]

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[zerotosixty]

[When he found out there was a library in this place, Smokescreen couldn't help but be intrigued. It had surprised Trion, finding out that her partner was something of a book worm, but the surprise had only been brief.

She was quick to encourage him to check it out, happily leading him to said place so he could inquire about a job.

Which he got.

The place was pretty big and he couldn't help but be excited, wandering through the stacks when he came in for work, Trion following along after him with much the same look of awe. None of the books were in a language he could understand but, well, all in due time.

All in due time.

Rounding a corner, Smokescreen spotted a familiar human and perked up, heading over to where his commander was with Trion in tow.]

Need some help, sir?

[shoulderpads]

[Magnus turns around as he spots the younger man, holding two books in hand at the time. Syakomon was on a desk on the other side of the room they were in, flipping through pages of his own stack of books. The clam's armless and legless status leaves him unable to be of much use.]

[He gives Smokescreen a short nod as he asks the question, and partly in greeting.]

You can assist in reshelving these books.

[His right hand gestured to the cart of books he was standing next to. The limb was normal again, at least in the digital world, though it held heavy scarring.]

[zerotosixty]

Right, easy enough.

[He doesn't hesitate to move to the cart of books, though he does spare the other's arm a glance--briefly--before doing so, glad that the commander at least has full use of it.

Scooping up some of the books, more than he probably should of course, Smokescreen starts to move towards his first destination after a glance down at the book title of the one on top of the pile.]

Did you just start working here too, sir?

[Trion watches him for a moment then shakes her head with a quiet sigh, moving over towards where Syakomon was. She climbs up onto a seat and tries to peer at the book the other is flipping through, head tilting a bit.]

What are you reading about?"