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Avolon took a minute to take in her new prison. It looked lke your typical office to the untrained eye, but Avalon saw the cracks, the signs that pointed out they were the last reserves. The ones who were given assignments and busywork to keep them entertained and out of the upper level's hair.

She wanted to break something, but held herself back. It would not do her well to upset her new boss or co-workers by throwing a potted plant across the room. 

Avalon, once her things were settled, made her way over to where she assumed the big brass of the tiny office was when she saw two women make their way over to the other side. She recognized Erin, but the other woman she didn't, which meant it was one of her new roommates in this flat from hell.

Avalon made her way over to them as they worked the coffee machine. She watchem them work it, speak about a conversation she was not privvy to, before she spoke up. [color=D4A1BD]"Is working the espresso machine part of the daily work tasks? I'd sooner go over to the nearest Starbucks and pluck up a blue-haired barista to do the job, but beggars must I suppose."[/color] Her words were tinted with disdain, not so much against the two women in front of her, but rather for the situation as a whole.

[color=D4A1BD]"So, I am here. Ready to get to work provided there is work to be given."[/color]