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driftfleet2018-05-28 06:00 pm
edwinjarvis) wrote in driftfleet2018-05-28 06:00 pm
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Who: Edwin Jarvis and You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: The Melting Pot, or Tourist!
When: Now-ish!
It is certainly that time of the year where I must broadcast the usual Help Wanted sign of sorts... Which is to say, if anyone would like a job in The Melting Pot, do let me know; we can always always use more hands on deck, especially cooks with any sort of capability. Hobbyists will even do, so long as you're not the kind of hobbyist to completely ruin a good meatloaf.
And I do apologize for being so missing in action because of it. I'm currently... woefully without aid here, at the moment. Which is hardly an issue when it's just the bistro in my hands, but I'd rather not slack on my other responsibilities.
[Like cleaning The Tourist to an uncomfortably shiny degree, or making at least two meals a day for the crew, or piloting people to their destinations, or making sure Miss Carter or Mr. Stark are doing well (and feeding them, too, shut up); he needs to be on his a-game!]
The pay is decent, and you're free to eat for free here.
... Like-wise, if you are not interested in a job but you're tired of whatever you're eating, by god, make your way here so I can properly feed you. And by all means, please tell me your favorite dishes; they may very well show up on the menu at some point, if I can get my hands on the ingredients necessary.
[He can be found at The Melting Pot, working everything solo (bless his soul), or he can be found on the SS Tourist, playing catch up by baking bread for the crew and setting out little cookie-like biscuits and a pot of well-heated coffee for whoever would be passing the kitchen table. He's humming a little tune to himself — an old 40's melody, though few other than his own friends would probably recognize it.
Unless you're one for old tunes.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: The Melting Pot, or Tourist!
When: Now-ish!
It is certainly that time of the year where I must broadcast the usual Help Wanted sign of sorts... Which is to say, if anyone would like a job in The Melting Pot, do let me know; we can always always use more hands on deck, especially cooks with any sort of capability. Hobbyists will even do, so long as you're not the kind of hobbyist to completely ruin a good meatloaf.
And I do apologize for being so missing in action because of it. I'm currently... woefully without aid here, at the moment. Which is hardly an issue when it's just the bistro in my hands, but I'd rather not slack on my other responsibilities.
[Like cleaning The Tourist to an uncomfortably shiny degree, or making at least two meals a day for the crew, or piloting people to their destinations, or making sure Miss Carter or Mr. Stark are doing well (and feeding them, too, shut up); he needs to be on his a-game!]
The pay is decent, and you're free to eat for free here.
... Like-wise, if you are not interested in a job but you're tired of whatever you're eating, by god, make your way here so I can properly feed you. And by all means, please tell me your favorite dishes; they may very well show up on the menu at some point, if I can get my hands on the ingredients necessary.
[He can be found at The Melting Pot, working everything solo (bless his soul), or he can be found on the SS Tourist, playing catch up by baking bread for the crew and setting out little cookie-like biscuits and a pot of well-heated coffee for whoever would be passing the kitchen table. He's humming a little tune to himself — an old 40's melody, though few other than his own friends would probably recognize it.
Unless you're one for old tunes.]
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What sort of work did you do in these restaurants?
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In some places, I was behind the bar.
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What time should I drop by?
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I'll see you soon?
[ He lists a few possible times in the text. ]
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But then, Jarvis is a hardcore working machine, a butler that never seems to rest.]
Very well! I will see you in the kitchen, Mr. Kent.
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I'm looking for a Mr. Jarvis? My name is Clark Kent.
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Mr. Kent, a pleasure. Welcome to The Melting Pot.
[It's quite retro (well not to Jarvis, but you know), and very homely.
Not befitting a space ship, but who needs consistency?]
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Where should we start?
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I'm sure you'll quite enjoy the work and time spent busied.
[And off they go, plenty of time for studying a new job.]
And I must say - I'd love to learn more about you, as an employer. Where are you from?
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I'm from Smallville, in Kansas. [ He laughs a little. ] I doubt you've heard of it.
[ It is called Smallville. ]
You're British?
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[He hasn't had much in the way of travel, when it comes to the states.]
And indeed I am, though I've taken up residence in New York and California, in that order. I work as a butler for an inventor.
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Who for, if I may ask?
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