06-12-2017, 05:49 AM
Quote:Continuation from A Nice Change in Scenery at the Camelot signup station.
"Hey! You liar, Ceph. You said I only had an hour left. I could totally have finished my work and signed up tomorrow."
"Yeah, but then you wouldn't get to make lots of friends at the preshow," Cepheya chippily chipped in.
Dane grumbled to himself before speaking up. "Look after my books and stuff for me. We can meet by the bacon tree afterwards."
"Okie-dokie."
Dane walked into the signup tent fitted in a fresh set of leather armour. Cepheya followed despite her not participating.
A secretary looked up at the duo from her desk and opened her mouth, about to speak, before being interrupted by Dane. "Cepheya here isn't entering, it's just me."
"Hmm. OK. Well, I need to ask you a few questions." She adjusted her glasses.
"Name?"
"Dane Regan."
She scribbled on the application sheet in front of her while asking the next question. "Occupation?"
"Uuhhh." Dane hadn't had a job in years.
The secretary wrote a few capital letters on the paper, and Cepheya giggles upon reading them.
"Hey! Don't write NEET. Put down 'Mad Scientist' or 'Mad Magician' or something cool." Dane protested over the laughter of his friend.
"Moving on, place of residence?"
"Dalaran's Library," Cepheya interjected before Dane could answer. He was considering trying to give an actual answer but figured beings as he didn't actually have one to give it probably wasn't worth speaking up about, so just nodded aimlessly causing Cepheya to stifle another laugh.
"How long have you been in the Omniverse?"
"About two weeks."
"What was your life like back in your old world?"
"Pretty good. I did some fighting, some research, magic and science stuff, wrote a few books, and convinced some people that spiders had six legs. And some general folk hero stuff."
"Lastly, what is your reason for joining Dante's Abyss?"
"It looked kinda fun, I guess."
"OK. We're all set, just sign here at the bottom, please."
Dane patted Cepheya's back. "See you later."
"Not if I see you first," she laughed, leaving the tent.
Dane scanned over the answers briefly and scribbled his name at the bottom - he'd never had a proper signature or anything like that, so it was just a messy way of writing his own name. He signed reading that the secretary had literally just written "something cool" for his occupation, as he walked on to finish the application process.