Bandalur had known the two of them for all of five minutes and he was already irritated and he could not resist letting out a grunt, ears flicking irritably. [color=aba000]"This is a business Little Lady, and yer here lookin' for a job, not a good time."[/color] The other Daemon had been right of course, help had been hard to find and Bandalur truly did need someone capable of handling whoever and whatever decided to start shit. But her attitude could use work. 

Granted, Bandalur wasn't exactly a ray of sunshine himself, but employees that ran off at the mouth didn't tend to last long.

The Daemon huffed lowly, a large paw coming up to run at his face in a tired manner.[color=aba000]"I'll consider askin' for your names if I decide to hire you. Small talk don't suit me."[/color]

Bandalur's gaze slid towards the red haired human. She'd been mostly quiet the whole time, her Daemon doing all of the talking. She didn't seem like much of a conversationalist if her Daemons chattering had been any indication. And with a partner like that, he couldn't exactly blame her. However they both had come in for a job and that meant the both of them were going to have put forth an effort. Bandalur jabbed a claw in the girl's direction, voice gruff. [color=aba000]"And what about you? Yer here for a job right? You don't have anything to say?"[/color] The Daemon peered at her critically, eyes narrowed. This girl and her Daemon had sort of a wild to them, the Daemon especially. He'd seen it before, the kind of nasty gleam a Daemon got in their eye only when they'd tasted blood. And the complete and utter indifference that only came over a Human when they'd seen it a hundred times before.

They were certainly capable, but not in the way Bandalur liked.

The large Daemon sighed, rubbing at the scars on his snout. [color=aba000]"You two....Yer not used to workin' legally. Don't bother lyin' about it. I spent enough time in the Ring boppin' folk like you for a few bills. But 'm too old for that shit now."[/color] Bandalur lowered his paw back onto the counter and glared at the pair sitting in front of him. [color=aba000]"And that means 'm not gonna be havin' the patience for any shit that you two decide to pull if you wanna be workin' here."[/color] Bandalur's eyes slid over to the Daemon sitting at the other side of the bar, a smirk on her face. [color=aba000]"Espcially you."[/color] The Daemon's eyes narrowed further, boring into the pair seated at the bar. [color=aba000]"See the thing about your types is that it's easy to start missin' the ring. You get a good job, it pays better than some street fight in a back alley. Hell, you can clock in knowin' that you won't get your head ripped off at any moment."[/color] Bandalur clenched his jaw, teeth grinding audibly as he retreated to his thoughts for a moment. [color=aba000]"But you start to get this itch......Suddenly yer feelin' trapped like a rat workin' all day. So maybe you visit the Ring again. Tell yourself that it's the last time. You tell yourself that it's just to blow off some steam."[/color] Bandalur sighs heavily, scratching at his beard. [color=aba000]"And then yer right back where you started. Like you never left at all. It's like a fuckin' Siren's call, and it draws some of us easier than others."[/color] Bandalur let out another sigh, brows unfurrowing only slightly. [color=aba000]"So I gotta ask the two of you. Can you really say that you'll be able to resist the call? You two sure you got in in you?"[/color] Bandalur did hoped that they were able to, at least for his sake.

He wasn't sure if he could handle another failed interview.

[hr]

Luis stared at the wall of screens in front of him and gripped his coffee mug tighter. Despite being surrounded by dozens of people attempting to talk over each other, Luis couldn’t hear any of what was being said. Steely gray eyes moved from one screen to the next, a frown tightening on his face. The subjects on the screens were familiar to Luis as he’d been watching them for close to thirty years.
 
So it stood to reason that he would become nervous when some of them started moving.
 
Luis turned to face the room and let out a sharp, ear piercing whistle and every head snapped towards him almost in unison. Once he was sure had everyone’s attention, Luis pointed to one of the screens, doing nothing to hide the irritation in his voice. [b]“Can someone tell me, why Tin-Man isn’t at the Library?”[/b] Several people muttered to themselves and each other before  a voice popped up. [b]“He was last seen in the University Parks. He takes walks there often, Sir.”[/b] Luis cocked his head, and shot the voice’s owner a glare. [b]“Oh really? He likes taking walks does he? Tell me how often does he walk to Africa?”[/b] Luis pointed at another screen, this one displaying a massive blue cube floating over a lake. Near the surface of the lake a large Metallic figure could be seen, it’s head canted back to stare up at the cube. A sudden commotion broke out in the room, and Luis let out another sharp whistle to draw everyone’s focus towards him again. [b]“It has been Twelve God damn years since that thing has moved from its spot at Oxford University and from what I’m seeing here, NOBODY noticed?”[/b] Many of the people in the room looked nervous, none willing to speak up. This only infuriated Luis more.
 
[b]“Come on! Not a single person in this room can give me a reason why this thing was able to travel thousands of miles from its previous spot and wound up in front of another Kaiju without notice? Nobody at all?”[/b] The room remained silent, any eyes that weren’t on Luis diverted away from him.  Luis sighed and raked his fingers through his gray hair but his head shot up when a tentative voice spoke up. [b]“Uh...If I  may Sir. As you’ve said that particular Kaiju hasn’t moved from its location in over a decade and seemed content to sit there. It’s only monitored lightly because of that.”[/b] The display showing the Oxford Library suddenly disappeared, instead showing a series of photos of the Kaiju in question, all of them time stamped. Some of them were simply of the Daemon in question wandering around the Campus. Though many of them were from various social media sites, those containing photos of Students interacting with them. “[b]It was last seen on Park grounds as was stated previously. Several of the Students stopped to get a photo as you can see here. That was six hours ago.”[/b]
 
Luis frowned at the photo of the Students clustered around a rather imposing looking Daemon. [b]“Six hours. It was off the grid for six hours?”[/b] The voice piped back up.[b] “It’s not uncommon for it to disappear for long stretches. It will often stop to talk to various members of the Faculty, and occasionally helps Students with their studies.”[/b] Luis grumbled, waving a hand at the person to silence them. [b]“Alright fine. I can’t believe that we have Students doing our job for us, but I guess I’m glad. They seem to be better at it than you do.”[/b] Luis turned back to face the screens, speaking loudly. [b]“So from what we can gather. The Kaiju Rasteva has left the Bodleian Library located at the University of Oxford. Within, that time it has somehow made its way to Lake Natron in Tanzania, Africa. Since it’s arrival Kaiju Rasteva has been interacting with the Kaiju Echeron, seen here on the screen.”[/b] Luis pointed to the massive cube floating over the deadly salt lake. 

Luis turned back to the crowded room, face drawn. [b]“I cannot even begin to tell you how unprecedented this is. These things do not talk to each other, they don’t travel, and they certainly don’t go out and start making friends. Something’s up and I want to know what, and I want to know yesterday.”[/b]The room erupted into a flurry of activity and shouting and Luis resumed staring critically at the screens. [b]“This had better end up to be nothing. Lord knows I hate surprises.”[/b]