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Subject: Responsibility in question


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Mirino Meritt
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Date Posted: 12:07:59 02/13/02 Wed
 "But I don't wanna get a job!" Mirino whines.
Her mother crosses her arms, "I know you can make a quick buck hacking but, what happens if your little computer breaks?" Sighing Fransisca holds out a piece of paper. With a vague smile she says "Anyway I got you a job the address is written down here." Mirino reluctantly takes it and groans.
Holding her hands up hoping for pitty she says, "How am I
supposed to find soulmate working at some place called-", scattering to look at the piece of paper, "The Lovely Dancer." She stares at the address blankly for a moment. "Oh no this isn't an... Exotic dancer bar is it?" Tears rocket out the side of her eyes, "I don't want to take my clothes off in front of people!" Her mother looks at Mirino clearly annoyed and with no expression.
"It's not a strip joint."
"Oh..." the tears stop immediatly and she asks, "What kind of place is it?"

(An hour later)

Mirino is standing in one of those bunny uniforms, you know the kind, she isn't wearing her glasses and one of her furry ears are limp. Looking down at the floor she murmurs to herself, "I look so ridiculous, what am I supposed to do if I'm approached like this?"
"Hey, get me a vodka on the rocks." A large man in the table behind her requests. She spins around and replies with a smile.
"Right away sir." Then stands solem for a moment thinking. "Why didn't Hatcher ever have to get a job wearing a small animal costume."

OOC: I decided to start in a club/bar because I've noticed when you guys aren't bashing heads you're drinking. Whether it be rum, bottled water, or whiskeysowah. (snicker) By the way this is an upscale place with a polite, big, and strong bouncer. Breaking faces with bottles is strongly prohibited... Heh.
I hope this post doesn't come out looking all crooked and what not.
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