Organizing... again. (open)

[Dæmon Mark]

Daemon sighed as his boss told him to organize some of the clothes in the store but he couldn't say anything to that so he just walked over there. The boy was wearing his Hot Topic uniform which was just a black shirt that said Hot Topic and then wore tight black pants with it. He first started with the guys section because it was a lot easier and also that another employee is doing the girls side right now. First he started to fold the colored-jeans. I like the red and green ones? Maybe they have it in my size. The employee thought to himself as he was folding them, shorting them by the colors.

The Eastwood Mall opened about an hour now which doesn't get's its business till noon so he has lots of time to clean the area up. Then he padded over to the Nightmare Before Christmas Section, yeah, they almost have a little section for everything. All he did at Hot Topic was work the cash register and then clean, which is what everyone does really so why should he complain. Daemon seperated the Jack and Sally dolls and organized the section so people would just mess around with it again.

The metal fence was gone because he pushed it up meaning that it was open but the mall itself was almost empty when he got there and it's only been an hour then again. Mr. Mark just continues to clean.

[Eric]

He walked right into Hot Topic. This was one of his favorite places, and for once it wasnt filled. He waltzed through the sections not really paying attention to what he was viewing just trying to occupy himself. At the moment the song Pyschosocial, by Slipknot was playing at the moment. One of Conri's favorite songs. He looked through the clothing more intently now and found a pair of some very nice black tight jeans with red scattered about it as if there were blood stains upon it. Perfect. He also found a very nice Lamb of God shirt and a studded belt sort of like the pants, black studs with red scattered about. The perfect outfit. It would go very nice with his Trippz jacket he had bought awhile ago. He went up to the clerk person and said, "Can I get the price on these?" He then handed him the items and waited for him to finish checking them.

[Prowl]

Carter was just wandering around the mall aimlessly. Being new in town means you know absolutely nothing. Knowing nothing sucks. It was early enough at the mall that hardly anything was open. The gangly teen heard the metal gate at the Hot Topic open up. It wasn't one of his favorite stores, but hey, it was open. The real reason that Carter was here was to get a job. He was flat broke and didn't have much. He didn't even have a car. He did have his licence though. It was one of the few things he had gotten before he left. He took a deep breath and ran his hand nervously threw his brown, straight hair. It was the kind that was hardly ever tidy. Here goes, he thought.

He walked into the store and looked around. They did have some interesting things, but nothing he could buy. He saw the cashier, and wandered if he'd know anything about a job. The cashier was with somone, so he simply waited a bit. It gave him time to think about the town he was in. It certainly seemed strange. Maybe it could turn out to be his haven.

Carter was escaping misfortune and death by coming here. His abusive father was finally killed by his mom in her murder/suicide. The teen had seen it all. He also had taken his mothers dying words to hearth. "Run," she had said. "Run."

He ran away to his aunt's house and that's where he was staying. She lived out in the suburbs, which made it more difficult to explore, but so be it. He would do his best to try and live a normal life. Normalcy was something that was hard for him anymore. Hurry up, he thought at the cashier. I just wanna get outta here! He tensed his muscles in anxiety. He hated new places.

[Dæmon Mark]

Daemon didn't noticed the first person came in while he was in the Nightmare Before Christmas section but the first person was looking at the jeans while Slipknot was playing. Slipknot wasn't his favorite band but they were OK he guessed. He sighed as the guy asked for the prices. "Dude, do you have your contacts on because I'm not over there but it's ok," He said trying not to be rude and walked around toward the counter where he is suppose to look at the stuff and put them in a bag and get money for it.

"You called" He asked and looked at the pile of stuff that the person had. "OK, that would be 54 dollars, do you want a bag?" Daemon asked.

Another person came in the store. "Can I help you with anything?" Daemon asked the person who looked like that he was confused.

[Eric]

Well ok Mr. You dont have to be so mean. Well I probably wouldnt do any better. Hehe. A smirk was on his face as he pulled out his wallet. Conri pulled out a 50 and a 10 and gave it to the cashier guy. He looked to him and said, "Yeah, Ill take a bag. And he waited for the guy to finish ringing his stuff up. As he waited he saw that someone else came into the store. Wow he hadnt noticed him. He walked in and the cashier greeted him. I wonder what he is doing here so early. Well I shouldnt talk because I shouldnt even be here this early. He silently chuckled to himself and then waited some more.

[Prowl]

Carter gulped, and stepped up. Quick, think, he thought, and had an idea. "Um, yeah," he said. Good, keep going, he decided. "What would you know about getting, a, uh, job?" he finished lamely. He imagined himself bashing his head in frustration, but that would obviously not help his situation. At least he successfully managed to ask his question, but he wished he hadn't now. Now he's going to think I'm an idiot, or wierd or something! he realized. He wasn't like that. In fact, he was quite normal. He liked movies and stuff, but he also liked fighting and the martial arts. That was where people got that he was wierd. He would try and downplay that somewhat if possible, but it would be hard. But for now, he needed to focus back on his job issue. Please let this person have a clue! he prayed silently. I need a job!

[Dæmon Mark]

Daemon almost got lost with the bags were at until he found out that they were under the counter. He took one of the larger bags and grabbed the boy's stuff and folded them so it'll fit in the bag. After he put everything in the bag, he gave te bag to the custumer and ripped the reciept and put it in his bag. "The reciept is in the bag, have a nice day," He said.

Then for the other boy. He looked nervous from his face. Then he said something about a job. "So you're looking for a job. I can get you a job application right now," Daemon answered and grabbed an application and gave it to the boy. "All you have to do is to fill in the blank, have your parents and or guardian to sign it and then you'll get interviewed by the man. I think you know the rest," He explained.

[Eric]

He got his bag of stuff and went straight into the changing room without asking or anything. Conri needed to get out of these clothes. They made him look funny. Besides they wouldnt care if he used a changing room. There wasnt anyone there anyways. So he went in and in about a minute had completely changed and walked out. He heard the other guy in the store ask for a job sheepishly and then the guy that worked here gave him application. Conri didnt need to be here any more so he walked out of the store and went around the mall looking for anything to do.

[Prowl]

Carter sighed. He was worried abou that. The boy didn't know if his guardian would agree with his getting a job. He would have to try, and if worse came to worse, he would forge it. It was one of his talents he kept hidden. He picked up the papers, and turned to head out. "Thanks," he said to the cashier. I might as well introduce myself, he thought. How rude of him. "I'm Carter, by the way," he announced. Inside, he was having a panic attack. He wasn't used to having friends. In fact, he avoided them back home if possible. He usually kept to himself. But here, things were different. It felt more at home than anywhere else. Why not have a friend that can show him around and having things make sense? What would it cost him? Absolutely nothing. "What's your name?" he asked. He hated reading name tagss, because half the time they were wrong anyways.

[.::Kate::.]

OOC:

[glow=red,2,300]Daemon is officially out of this thread, please carry on as if he left without notice.[/glow]

[Prowl]

Carter turned to the one that had come in shopping. "So, what's up?" he asked. He knew he needed to meet new people if he was to have any semblance of a social life in this town. He was terrible when it came to making friends. As a result, he'd always been a sort of social outcast. But with a new town and new life came the thrill of being able to choose just who'd he be. He could be anyone. He hadn't quite got the chance to decide, so why not now? He could be creative if he wanted to be. "I'm Carter," he introduced. After that, he went to find something else to do.