33, 38, 39 and 43

33: What words make me feel the best about myself

I suppose “sir" and “boss" have not yet lost their charm.

38: My childhood career choice

It seems that every small child dreams of being President at some point. Let’s go with that.

39: My favorite ice cream flavor

Coffee, though I can’t see why you need to know that.

43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately

Heh. Nice try.

A quiet knock at the door frame pulls him from his work. Cecilia stands there in the dark… and it was past midnight, wasn’t it? Where had the time gone? He hadn’t even noticed when the machine floor had gone quiet. Max runs a hand over his face and sighs. If it weren’t for his assistant, he would sleep in his office on the long nights. He had before she’d come to work for him, but now with his guard assistant accompanying him to and from work, if he didn’t go home then neither would she.

Standing, he pulls his jacket from the chair and puts it on, leaving his desk in minor disarray. He’d be back soon enough anyway. The car ride to his apartment consisted mostly of Max relaying his plans for the next day, and what he expected Cecelia to get ready for him. Once in the privacy of his home, she checks the building for bugs of any kind. Whether or not anything other than a swift goodbye is exchanged before she leaves for the night, no one can say.

Wanna be nosy. . . here’s your chance

0: Height
1: Virgin?
2: Shoe size
3: Do you smoke?
4: Do you drink?
5: Do you take drugs?
6: Age you get mistaken for
7: Have tattoos?
8: Want any tattoos?
9: Got any piercings?
10: Want any piercings?
11: Best friend?
12: Relationship status
13: Biggest turn ons
14: Biggest turn offs
15: Favorite movie
16: I’ll love you if
17: Someone you miss
18: Most traumatic experience
19: A fact about your personality
20: What I hate most about myself
21: What I love most about myself
22: What I want to be when I get older
23: My relationship with my sibling(s)
24: My relationship with my parent(s)
25: My idea of a perfect date
26: My biggest pet peeves
27: A description of the girl/boy I like
28: A description of the person I dislike the most
29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend
30: What I hate the most about work/school
31: What your last text message says
32: What words upset me the most
33: What words make me feel the best about myself
34: What I find attractive in women
35: What I find attractive in men
36: Where I would like to live
37: One of my insecurities
38: My childhood career choice
39: My favorite ice cream flavor
40: Who wish I could be
41: Where I want to be right now
42: The last thing I ate
43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately
44: A random fact about anything

RE: Translator Application

starscreamthefirst:

To whom it may concern,

My name is Xander Clark. I recently read an advertisement stating that your company, Les Loups, was in need of a translator, and I would like to express my interest in this position.

I am fluent in both French and German, with a B.A. in French. I tutored in both French and German throughout college and high school. Regrettably, I do not have any references to pass along to you, as I have been unemployed since graduating from college. This is not due to anything except for a genetic disorder.

I feel that it is only right to inform you, although I am certain this will ruin my chances of even being considered for the position, that the aforementioned genetic disorder has caused almost total blindness. I assure you, this will not in any way affect my ability to perform my tasks completely, efficiently, and in a timely manner. I can navigate with a cane, though I usually do so with the aid of a service dog.

In closing, I would like to thank you for taking time out of your undoubtedly busy schedule to read this email, and to thank you for any consideration you’ve given me.

Yours,
Xander Clark

With the large Anniston purchase finally shipped out, Aster had only a few things left to do before he was free to go home for the night. Between some more computer work, he checked his email and found this. 

Ah. Someone was answering their ad, but…Hmm. This could be a problem. Their skills looked promising though. Perhaps he would run this by Mr. Lowell to see if they should hire him or not.

Mr. Lowell drums his fingers against the desk as he reads over the unorthodox application. … Hm. He had clients that preferred not to be identified by additional members of the company. This could work to his advantage. He tells Cecilia to contact him for an interview.

A few other notes.

When he has nothing to do, he habitually wanders the office building and factory, checking up on everything. (This means your character can bother him.)

There are two other Les Loups branches, one in Ohio and one in Nevada. It was during an inspection of his new Kentucky plant that an explosion caused the building to collapse with him and many workers inside. Sabotage was confirmed, but no one has been caught. Mr. Lowell was feared deceased, but was found unconscious in the wreckage a few hours later.

Once stabilized, he remained in a coma for 3 days, suffering miraculously only from smoke inhalation, a twisted ankle and minor concussion. He left the hospital well before he was advised to, insisting that he felt fine. (This is this world’s equivalent of the space bridge explosion.)