[center][h1]An Interview with Giancarlo Silvestri for Tan-Zeno[/h1][/center]

Place: Giancarlo’s Office
Time: One week after the rebellion

Esmii was wearing a nice long length dark green dress with white flower patterns, with a white knitted cardigan over the top. Her hair was plated with dark green and white ribbons, Sven and Roslyn had helped her choose what to wear and done her hair.

The office is large and cluttered with crates, artifacts, and stacks of books and notes, organised with a sort of idiosyncratic chaos that smacks of academia. The windows are large and dusty, arched at the top, and golden light streams in through them. At the far end of the room, silhouetted within the open balcony doors, behind a great mahogany desk, stands the head of the Archaeology department: Giancarlo Silvestri.

On the desk is laid out a luxuriant antipasto platter. Upon seeing a candidate enter, he turns and smiles, hands clasped behind his back. "Please, come in, seat yourself and help yourself." He gestures. "I do apologise in advance for just how tough I'm going to be on you, but let's do it on a full stomach, no?" He smiles and the laugh lines around his eyes crinkle warmly.

You could see that the little yasoi was nervous, she tried to take a deep breath, then she smiled and took some of the food that was offered. [colour=#b08cc9]"Pleased to meet you, thank you for the lovely food."[/colour] She then takes a seat.

"The pleasure is all mine," the High Zeno replied, plucking a slice of salami cacciatore from the tray with a tiny fork. "If we're to digest such matters of import, it might be best to have more than just those to think on." He chewed thoughtfully and knitted his fingers in front of himself. 

"Now, onto matters of business, let's begin with something simple and straightforward: why do you want to be faculty at this school? What drives you, and please no bottled answers."

When the high Zeno spoke to her, straightened herself up in her seat. Placing a finger on her lips thinking about what to say for an answer. [colour=#b08cc9]"Well, I want to benefit the school."[/colour] she stopped for a second trying  not to say anything negative about herself. [colour=#b08cc9]"I want to help people. I want to help the school. 
After the chaos that happened, I was able to help people's injuries and heal them with my magic."[/colour] she continued [colour=#b08cc9]"I know how to treat people, with and without magic.  I can make remedies.  I want to teach what I know to future generations,  so that they can survive and learn. "[/colour] a little smile came across her face [colour=#b08cc9]"Being here my teachers helped me gain more confidence in my abilities, I want to do the same for others."[/colour] she stopped herself in case she rambled by taking a drink of water.

Giancarlo Silvestri, warm but cold, inviting but intimidating, drummed his fingers on the desk, leaning back to take a sip of his lemon water. "That sounds lovely," he allowed. "Now, I want you to tell me, honestly, why it might [i]not[/i] be a good idea to make you a Tan-Zeno."

Esmii straightened herself once more trying to look professional at this interview. She took a moment  to think about the answer, not wanting to rush it. [colour=#b08cc9]"There are moments where at times where i become hyper focused on one specific task."[/colour] she let out a little sigh, as she continued 

[colour=#b08cc9]"Unlike my other peers. I am not very good at offensive magic. I mean I have some, but not a lot. So if the school ever got attacked again I wouldn't be able to do much to in stopping the invaders"[/colour] feeling her confidence waver for her admitting that [colour=#b08cc9]"But I am working on it."[/colour] she said to help boost her confidence.

Some of the twinkle went out of the High Zeno's eyes. "And you would say that your judgement is usually good? There aren't any lapses you regret?" He swirled his water before taking another sip.

Esmii sat in her chair trying her best not to fidget in it. [colour=#b08cc9]"Well, there was one...incident where I didn't think about what my actions would cause."[/colour] she frowned a little bit. [colour=#b08cc9]"I... paid for that mistake and I have learnt from it, that I need to think everything through before I act. I know that I can't just act on impulse alone."[/colour] she reached for her glass for a drink. Thinking about what her boyfriend had taught her on that very subject.

Giancarlo Silvestri nodded, scribbling something on a paper. "I see." He tapped his quill a couple of times and looked up. "So let me ask you a hypothetical question. There is a raging mother froabas, beyond reason, rampaging through the school. While there is a slight chance that you may be able to locate her nest and placate her, civilian casualties are quite likely. Instead, you can eliminate her and there is next to no risk of civilian deaths." He tilted his head to the side. "Which path do you take?"

Esmii listened intently, as she felt like he may ask her a question like this. She sat back in her chair and thought about what she would do if this ever did happen. [colour=#b08cc9]"Even though I love animals, I will not risk the lives of civilians. I would do everything I could to stop the raging animal, and to keep civilian casualties to a minimum."[/colour] She then looked at Giancarlo to see what he would say and do.

"And of the dragon's young?" he prodded, brow furrowed.

After he said his question, Esmii suddenly realised that she had forgotten about the young dragons. she thought for a few moments then stated. [colour=#b08cc9]"Well with the mother being dead I would look for the nest with help from people who are good at tracking, but I would also ask for help from people who know more about dragon than I do and I want them to be in a safe place away from harm."[/colour]

She took a moment as she had thought of something else. She then carried on. [colour=#b08cc9]"However if the mother was incapacitated and still alive I would again ask people who know more about dragons for help and people who are good at tracking, to help locate the nest, then move both the mother and the babies out of and as far away from the city as possible."[/colour]

He nodded slowly, considering. "Alright then. Thank you for that thoughtful answer. Now, let's switch our line of questioning, shall we? If you were given the opportunity to teach here, what would you be teaching and why would you be qualified?"

Esmii nodded [colour=#b08cc9]"Yes,"[/colour]  she have scribbled down some of the classes that she would be able to teach or at least assist in teaching. [colour=#b08cc9]"Well, I could teach First Aid classes. When I helped at my families clinic where sometimes I would give first aid for some minor injuries that wouldn't require Binding. I can also teach people how to preform first aid on themselves, such as applying bandages and ointments."[/colour]

She thought about what other classes that would be suitable  for her to teach. [colour=#b08cc9]"For magic classes I could provide assistance in Binding and Chemical classes, mostly just the healing and buffing side of those magics."[/colour]

[colour=#b08cc9]"For the other classes I could help with Gardening and Plants, I have some knowledge of  plants mostly because I often make herbal remedies for various things, aches, itches, burns, nausea, even something to ease pregnancy symptoms. Which I learned from my time in the clinic and from reading books."[/colour] she gave a little smile, hoping that she had provided enough detail.

With that, Giancarlo Silvestri nodded and rose. "Well, that's certainly something we can work with!" He held out his hand. "I will most certainly keep you under consideration.”

Esmii smiles happily, and shakes his hand. [colour=#b08cc9]"Thank you Zeno for your time and for considering me for this opportunity. I will take my leave now, enjoy the rest of your day."[/colour]

She then takes her leave. After she has closed the door she does a little happy dance, then stops and quickly makes her way to to Roslyn and Sven, to tell them what happened.