Rex
Resident Furry
Re: Don Nick's Part Time Helpers
6:49pm
Rex entered the shop shortly afterward, looking around to find Nick behind the counter in a sort of zen-like state. He snapped out of it almost immediately after the Linoone entered, and smirked.
"Well, I didn't expect for you to turn up until tomorrow!" he said, rushing over to Rex, "Nice to see at least someone in this village is proactive." With that odd comment, he began pushing the Linoone, not stopping until he had gotten him around the counter. "For your first day of work, I think it's proper for you to introduce yourself to the townsfolk, and the mayor of course. He's a senile old man, but it looks good on me, understand?"
He pulled a shirt from a box under the desk. Ugly only began to describe it. The same shade of green as throw up, the shirt's only other noticeable feature was a deeper green four leaf clover sitting in the middle. It looked as if he had pulled it from the dump recently. "This is to be your uniform. First thing's first, strip off that ugly jacket and hat of yours and put this on. I'll let you take those back to your house."
The Zigzagoon seemed to expect him to do this automatically, waiting expectantly. After a moment, Rex complied, taking off his hat and jacket and putting the horrible looking thing on. He was actually starting to miss his jail uniform.
"No need to look so sour, you're only doing one thing for me today after all!" the Zigzagoon frowned, again with that same reproachful look. After a moment, he laughed again, and patted Rex on the back, "You're in luck kid. Only two other people live in town at the moment that I want you to concern yourself with. You can't miss them, an Umbreon named Chad and a Sableye named Sem. Lazy slackers the both of them, but you'll probably be delivering things to them eventually, so I want you to be sure to at least say hello before you begin the real work."
Once again, the Zigzagoon paused, and muttered something, this time loud enough for Rex to catch something about "Bells they could be using to pay him." After a moment, he spoke up again. "Anyway, Rex, as your paper says you're named, your map should have their homes located on it, just follow it. If for some reason you can't contact one or both of them, I'll let you have some stationary, and you can write to them. The point is, no matter what, you're meeting your fellow townspeople. Now, off you go!"
Once again, Rex found himself pushed out of the building, grumbling all the way.
6:49pm
Rex entered the shop shortly afterward, looking around to find Nick behind the counter in a sort of zen-like state. He snapped out of it almost immediately after the Linoone entered, and smirked.
"Well, I didn't expect for you to turn up until tomorrow!" he said, rushing over to Rex, "Nice to see at least someone in this village is proactive." With that odd comment, he began pushing the Linoone, not stopping until he had gotten him around the counter. "For your first day of work, I think it's proper for you to introduce yourself to the townsfolk, and the mayor of course. He's a senile old man, but it looks good on me, understand?"
He pulled a shirt from a box under the desk. Ugly only began to describe it. The same shade of green as throw up, the shirt's only other noticeable feature was a deeper green four leaf clover sitting in the middle. It looked as if he had pulled it from the dump recently. "This is to be your uniform. First thing's first, strip off that ugly jacket and hat of yours and put this on. I'll let you take those back to your house."
The Zigzagoon seemed to expect him to do this automatically, waiting expectantly. After a moment, Rex complied, taking off his hat and jacket and putting the horrible looking thing on. He was actually starting to miss his jail uniform.
"No need to look so sour, you're only doing one thing for me today after all!" the Zigzagoon frowned, again with that same reproachful look. After a moment, he laughed again, and patted Rex on the back, "You're in luck kid. Only two other people live in town at the moment that I want you to concern yourself with. You can't miss them, an Umbreon named Chad and a Sableye named Sem. Lazy slackers the both of them, but you'll probably be delivering things to them eventually, so I want you to be sure to at least say hello before you begin the real work."
Once again, the Zigzagoon paused, and muttered something, this time loud enough for Rex to catch something about "Bells they could be using to pay him." After a moment, he spoke up again. "Anyway, Rex, as your paper says you're named, your map should have their homes located on it, just follow it. If for some reason you can't contact one or both of them, I'll let you have some stationary, and you can write to them. The point is, no matter what, you're meeting your fellow townspeople. Now, off you go!"
Once again, Rex found himself pushed out of the building, grumbling all the way.
