<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">|| <strong>Name</strong>: Aveline Harper || <strong>Place</strong>: The Red Lady Club/Aveline's Office || <strong>Wearing</strong>: Dress (http://i.imgur.com/Ew7RmqP.jpg) || <strong>Tagging</strong>: Liliana ||</span></div><hr/>Her gaze was intense, focusing on every detail of the expressions that crossed Liliana's face. It was very clear she was upset and wanted the revenge she spoke of so badly. And who was Aveline to deny her of that? Her own uncle had almost gone mad with the loss of his lover until he'd hunted down the beast who had killed them, and there were countless other tales in her family regarding the same circumstances. She really did understand what family meant to people, what love meant to people.<br/><br/>"If you're so certain, then we'll need to figure out where you would be best suited." The woman smiled at her, reaching behind her desk and pulling out a small stack of papers from the bottom drawer to her left. "If you want to try and gather information then you'll need to be put amidst the crowds, but I'm not going to put you in too high a position to start with."<br/><br/>The stack of papers appeared to be forms, and she delicately separated them into three piles, taking one copy of each before replacing them back in the drawer. One looked very simply like a job application form like you would find in any place of work. It detailed simple things like name, age, date of birth, and social security number. The second appeared to be a contact of some sort, with several long paragraphs and a place for two signatures at the bottom. The final looked different. Upside down as from where Liliana would've seen it was hard to make out at first glance what was written on it, it almost looked to be written in two languages.<br/><br/>"If you really want to join us, there are just a few things we need to fill out." Aveline explained, uncapping a rather elaborate looking pen that was engraved with the initials 'A.H.'.<br/><br/>The blonde handed Liliana the pen and the first sheet of paper, which revealed itself to be the work application. "I understand I've already agreed to let you work here, but for our records you need to fill in this as if you'd applied normally. Just in case." She explained with yet another smile.<br/><br/>The form detailed the basics. Full name, age, date of birth, address, employment history, education, hours available to work, and a tick box stating the applicant was eligible to work in the USA.