<div class="floatright"> (https://i.imgur.com/AskNzAE.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Hello there, my name is Zion its a pleasure to meet you...</strong><br/><br/><em>Entering the room, the girl all but stomps over to the table. Taking a seat, she considers for a moment whether she should kick her heels up, despite the fact that there is someone else sitting there right now. She has no fear of angels. </em><br/><br/>"Lorana. Simple, to the point. No last name so I guess that makes two of us."<br/><br/><strong>Just to be safe I have to ask your age. I understand that some races look young for centuries, but I have to cover my own skin here you know?</strong><br/><br/><em>Relaxing, Lorana leaned back in her seat, hands coming together behind her head in a supportive pose. A tail with a pointed end flicked idly through the air as she grinned</em>. "I want to say three hundred, three fifty? I kinda lost count after two hundred to be honest. As for race...."<br/><br/><em>She let the illusion magic she wore lapse, revealing a stone skinned being. She did not, however, have wings like her kind normally would.</em> "I'm a gargoyle. It's just easier to go around looking like a human most of the time."<br/><br/><strong>Anyway, let's get to why you're really here shall we?</strong><br/><em>Clears throat as he pulls up some questions.</em><br/><br/><strong>So why did you wanna work in a succu-joint? I'm guessing this isn't a long time dream, right?</strong><br/><br/><em>A sigh escaped as Lorana faced the question. Frowning, teeth tugged at her bottom lip as she tapped her chin while thinking up a good answer.</em> "Because I don't know what else to do," <em>she admitted at last. </em><br/><br/>"Once upon a time a young girl wanted to be the strongest being in the world. So she went out, fought a bunch of things. Got beat up a lot, beat up a lot of other people, caused a not inconsiderable amount of property damage. For a while she thought she was on top of the totem pole."<br/><br/><em>A scowl appeared, teeth bared as the painful memories resurfaced.</em> "Then some....things happened, and I realized that there would always be a bigger fish in the pond than me. So now I'm just kind of wandering, to see if there's more to this  whole 'life' thing."<em> More than just being safe from having other take advantage of you.</em><br/><br/><strong>Okay, that's a valid reason. What are you good at? Have anything that will stand you apart from everyone else in this line of work?</strong><br/><br/><em>A hum escaped as she considered the question.</em> "Well I'm good at fighting, drinking, taking a beating to an obstinate degree, I've also got illusion magic."<br/><br/><em>Stiffening, she jabbed a finger at Zion as her scowl deepened</em>. "But if somebody tries to tie me up like some kind of pinata I swear I will clean their clock, and I don't care if they're a customer. I don't do that sort of thing." <br/><br/><strong>Well that's something I could utilize, sure. Uh-huh.</strong><br/><em>He taps his hand against the table thinking.</em><br/><strong>What are your hobbies? I don't accept 'to screw everything' as an answer. There's more you do when not working what is it?</strong><br/><br/>"Well, I already mentioned the fighting and the drinking," <em>Lorana noted with a chuckle as her grin returned anew</em>. "I guess I also like hiking, working out, and telling daring tales of my exploits. Or I used to anyway. Haven't done much of that recently." <br/><br/><strong>A few more questions and we're done here. Why come to The golden touch? We aren't even highly rated.</strong><br/><br/>"Really? Huh, didn't notice." <em>Lorana replied with a shrug.</em> "Well, I guess I'm here now. Finding another place seems like it would be a hassle."<br/><br/><strong>Well, bend my halo. I wasn't expecting an answer like that.</strong><br/><em>Zion is visibly surprised by the answer.</em><br/><br/>"Yeah, I bet," <em>Lorana assured him with a snort.</em> "Though you could probably say the same thing about what you're trying to do. Most people'd think angels are too busy with the sticks in their butts to set up a place like this." <br/><br/><strong>This is less of a question and more me clearing the air now. If you heard about the last angel that came to earth. No, I don't have both, ok?. I am a male Angel.</strong><br/><em>It's obvious that Zion gets asked this question quite often, and the irritation on his face shows it clearly.</em><br/><br/>"Sure sure," <em>Lorana replied with a dismissive wave</em>. "You're hardly the worst angel I've met anyway." <em>No, that spot was reserved for a particular person who earned most of her ire, as well as a whole host of other emotions. An angel was the reason she was in this situation after all. </em><br/><br/><strong>Sorry. Sorry, last question. Do you plan on working here for a little while or being apart of the family for the long haul?</strong><br/><br/><em>Lorana shrugged before rising to her feet.</em> "Eh, too soon to tell. But I'm not opposed to sticking around for a while."<br/></td></tr></tbody></table>