<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Verdana;"></span><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246261.msg12207913#msg12207913">Quote from: Mxyzptlk on 03-04-2016, 06:14:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Verdana;"></span><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Verdana;">[/size]</span><div class="floatright"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Verdana;"></span></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Verdana;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2px;">Name: Hayden SkyLocation: Administrative offices, Jamison ClarkeDate and Time: September 27th, 1pmMood: Relaxed no rush after lunchSortment: Dean of AdmissionsTag: Kristen AndersonHis secretary Madison, informed him that his 1 o'clock interview should be running on time shortly after he had returned from lunch. Hayden had opted for some off campus food. Going to his favorite little diner that made an amazing meatloaf and mean apple pie. Feeling stuffed and sleepy he nodded to Madison and entered his office to run through some files of potential students for Jamison Clarke as he waited trying to not doze off in the process. Dressed like the image. At about 2 minutes to 1, he stood up, yawned and slapped himself across the face a few times lightly to wake up and jump up and down in the process. That's when Madison was knocking at the door. Hayden moved away from his desk in front of it to reach the door and open it, just as Madison handed him the possible new employee's resume, Hayden smiled and looked up from the C.V. in his hand his eyes wide to the woman that stood next to Madison. "Oh you're joking."He snorted, a huge grin across his face as he dropped the formalities and hugged Kristen instead. Madison frowned at the exchange and closed the door behind them. As she did Hayden pulled away from the huge and shook his head grinning as he took her in. "This is you?"He held up the resume for the nursing position and application and grinned once more. Still amused and thinking this was possibly a joke on her part he cocked his brow with a half smirk on his lips. "Are you here to bust my balls? Or what? Sit. Let's at least, play catch up."He offered her a chair then went around to his desk and sat at his chair, reclining and bouncing back and forth as he did. His elbow propped on the chair his finger on his chin as he had a wide smile on his lips and he just took in the sight of her. "Do you really need a job? And what are you doing in Virginia?"</span></span></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Verdana;"></span><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246261.msg12210761#msg12210761">Quote from: Mxyzptlk on 04-04-2016, 07:25:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Verdana;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2px;"><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong> Hayden Sky<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Administrative offices, Jamison Clarke<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong> September 27th, 1pm<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Relaxed no rush after lunch<br/><strong>Sortment:</strong> Dean of Admissions<br/><strong>Tag:</strong> Kristen Anderson<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Hayden couldn't believe what Kristen had made of herself reviewing her resume and her ambition on paper it was as if he was looking at a completely different person than the one he knew in high school. He was sure the woman would go into newspaper reporting with the way she was constantly snooping around and so involved in the school paper. Needless to say, he was impressed with the woman she had become. <br/><br/>Ahh there it was the banter the two got up to in high school she hadn't disappointed him yet. Hayden chuckled with a grin shaking his head his brows raised looking very much like a school boy. <br/><br/>Throwing his head back in laughter now as she wondered out loud if he was gay. <strong>"Are you kidding me?"</strong> Raising his brow a smile on his lips as he shook his head at her and chuckled,<strong> "don't you remember Karen?"</strong> His high school sweetheart who had torn a hole in his Kansas size heart. Leaving him for his best friend and ended up marrying him and getting knocked up. Come to think of it Kristine was there for that heartbreak. Even if he was stoic and barely spoke his feelings Kristine was about the only one he listened to and actually hugged him when she caught him practically sobbing as he gazed at a picture of Karen. <br/><br/>It was the first time he knew that they would be friends regardless of the way they took cheap shots at each other. Licking his lips the man leaned in and dropped his voice, hoping she knew this was as confidential as possible. <strong>"Dad died, the farm is in red. I had to take this ridiculous paying job even if I don't agree with the concept. I try not enforce so many insane options for these kids. But that's between you and me the walls have ears."</strong> He raised his brow whispering and leaned back with a grin. <br/><br/>Nodding solemnly and understanding why she needed the change he cast her resume aside on his desk and asked her, <strong>"You'll be help run the medical student program as well as patch up any kids and staff that get sick. Is that something you could handle?"</strong><br/><br/>If there was something he was sure of was Kristine's passion. When she loved something she was like a pitt bull to a pant leg protective and wouldn't let up on her project. He knew without having to look at her resume or credentials. She was hired as long as she agreed to what he was offering. The details would later. The man also knew the woman before him didn't mind who was gay or straight. She was a people person and more outward and friendly than Hayden was in school. <br/>[/size][/font]</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Verdana;"></span><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246261.msg12214609#msg12214609">Quote from: Ink Slinger on 05-04-2016, 17:52:52</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Verdana;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2px;"><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong> Kristine Anderson<br/><strong>Sortment:</strong> School Nurse<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Still surprised, relaxing a little<br/><strong>Clothes:</strong> Outfit (http://www.polyvore.com/kris_interview/set?id=195163135)<br/><strong>Tag:</strong> Hayden Sky <strong><em>[Closed]</em></strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong> Administrative Offices, Jamison Clarke<br/></span></span><hr/><br/>How far they'd come since high school, in life and in distance.  As much as she'd hated leaving Hayden and some of their friends behind she couldn't wait to get out of Kansas at eighteen.  And now here she sat in Hayden's office a world away from where they'd met.  School didn't prepare her for what came after and college hadn't prepared her for the emotional toll her career would take on her life.  None of that weighed on her mind now though.  Hell, part of her felt like that teenage girl again.  All nerves and energy at seeing Hayden.  And this time, he wasn't taken or devastated.  Some small part of her, one she thought had died, had to wonder about the possibilities and implications of them working close together again.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh I remember Karen."</strong> All to well, and though she never said it out loud, she always thought he was too good for her.  <strong>"But I also see you're not wearing a ring now, FlapJack."</strong>  Which could mean a lot of things, but given the location of this conversation she had to needle him just a bit.  She knew he was too kind and too intelligent to be a bigot.   He'd become a better dresser since the last time she saw him too.  <br/><br/>He leaned forward and her breath caught, just a small, fast hitch.  As he began to speak though she frowned.  New of the farm in trouble tugged at her heart.  His parents always worked so hard, but small farms were dying out like a plague had hit.  Those that weren't dying were being sold to larger farms owned by corporations not families.  She'd heard about his father, even went back to Kansas for the funeral, though she wasn't able to stay long.  <strong>"I'm sorry, Hayden."</strong> She said softly.  He was in a tough spot and she doubted anyone around here even knew about it. <br/><br/>She smiled at his question about the responsibilities.  <strong>"I could handle it in my sleep."</strong>  A bit cocky? Yeah but she could back it up so all in all it was also truth.  <strong>"Given what your board seems to want to encourage I would also be happy to give seminars on safe practices and offer a judgement free place to get what they need."</strong>  The last thing she wanted was to be dolling out meds like candy because the campus was crippled by rampant venereal diseases or dealing with a rash of pregnant students.  No body needed that.  <br/>[/size][/font]</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Verdana;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2px;"><br/><br/><br/>Carrying over from JC front entrance</span></span>