[color=yellow][center][b][h2]Camila Willows[/h2][/b][/center][/color]
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Mentions: [@XxFellsingxX][@Thayr][@Savo][@PKMNB0Y]
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The day had started like most others.  Camila was performing her secretarial work in Professor Camphor's lab like the good little intern she was.  She hadn't studied half as much information about Pokemon as she would have liked but what much could she expect when she was acting as a secretary.  Still, today was a bit special.  She and the professor's assistant had both been tasked with retrieving the new hires.  Well, it would be easy enough.  She just needed to go to the docks, wait for the ship to come into port and guide them all to the lab.  

Well, she had plenty of time before that.  She stopped by a cafe to get a bite to eat since she had somehow figured that she wouldn't get the chance later if she wanted.  After, she stopped into a local coffee shop.  She had never been a drinker prior to working at Camphor's lab but the combination of being around it constantly and the hours she sometimes put in led her to start drinking it even recreationally now.  Though the way the professor drank it was like utter sludge to her.

Not that it really mattered much.  She just had to make her own. Or buy it from a place made specifically to make it.  "Oh! I should get a sign."  She kept a marker in her bag for her work so that came in handy.  She just needed slightly larger than average piece of paper or cardboard.  Both of which were easily accessible in the city so it didn't take her long to find a piece of fairly pristine cardboard she could use as a sign.  She found a seat by the dock as she waited for the S.S. Calliope to come into port.  She wrote "Camphor's Lab" on it and held it with her legs as she sat, waiting for the boat to come into dock by reading some old research papers that the Professor ever so curtly "Allowed" her to read.

Soon enough, however, the Calliope came into dock and the passengers disembarked.  She let the first wave of highly desperate passengers leave so she could have a slightly easier time in not being pushed into the water.  Not that she couldn't swim but she chose a nice outfit for the day and she'd hate to have it ruined by the salt water.  As soon as those first passengers had exited toward the city, Camila herself had moved in, trying to find the new workers the Professor had called to the region.  She held the sign up with one hand and securing her purse with the other.  "Who here are the new hires for Professor Camphor's lab!?"  She called out, noting a few people that seemed slightly familiar.  She had seen pictures and heard names but it was hard to tell faces you weren't intimately familiar with out in a crowd.  At the least she remembered the names. Isla, Richard, Jill and Yuu.