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This site is a part of Curse, Inc. Talk to the receptionist in Gomorrah about Omerta activities. Talk to Cachino about suspicious Omerta activities, perhaps someone else in Gomorrah knows how to find him. Check Cachino 's room or his person for some proof of his behavior.
Perhaps someone has a key to his room. There were a few large storage rooms off in the back with a small amount of lab space, filled with shelving and drawers on the far right. All in all, it was a good workspace. Rey notes the thick layers of dust on the class tables, the streaks of grime on the white board and the disarray of all the supplies and machinery. Whoever had this class last had left in a hurry and no one had bothered to care for the room since.
She throws her hair back into her favorite three bun combo. Her hair was too thick for one bun and even a double bun fell apart by the end of the day. But three buns always kept her hair tightly away from her face, which was a life saver when working with machines. She took off her formal blazer and button up shirt, leaving her in a standard tank, and folded them neatly on top of her bag.
There were cleaning supplies that had their own layers of dirt on them and she took a minute to wipe down the spray bottles with some musty paper towels. From there she started with the desks, wiping the surfaces clean of their layers of neglect. There was an old, empty tool belt in the bottom drawer, which she quickly arranged to carry her meager cleaning supplies. The top drawer was empty, save for a keychain with a numerous about of keys on it and a pair of golden dice. She assumed the keys were to the machinery and pocketed it.
As she cleaned, she adjusted things, moving the desks into a semi-circle shape towards the front. She was just about finished returning the whiteboards to their former glory when her phone rang. How about you, babes?
If there was one person she could complain to, it was Finn. And bring any cleaning supplies you can find! She would be lost without Finn. He had met her as soon after she moved countries, trying to get as far away from Plutt as possible.
He had run into her, quite literally knocking her over as he backed up in his Honda, while she was wandering the streets of New York, looking for a place to stay. It was briefly awkward when she slowly realized she was developing feelings, a natural result of having an actual companion who cared for her for the first time.
But romantic feelings she thought she might have been developing for him vanished the moment he brought his date home one night, a short muscular beta named Roger. He fell neatly into the spot of being her best friend ever since. It was because of him taking on the football coach at the Imperial Academy that pushed her to try for the Mechanics opening, a whirlwind of interviews and visas and paperwork that landed her here, scrubbing the walls of an abandoned classroom.
She gave up on the walls for the most part and headed over to the second half of the large classroom where the machines were laid out. All the actual machines were carefully draped with dust covers, something that she was inherently thankful for. Rey carefully removed the first cover, and grinned. Now this was what she was hoping for when she signed up to work at an elite boarding school.
Top of the line equipment. Cover after cover came off as she inspected each piece. It was almost like Christmas. There were milling machines, lathes, surface grinders, laser cutters, a vacuum former, 3D scanner and printer, equipment for welding, and a few high level computers. Where the classroom had been discarded and left to rust, the machines were well cared for. She checked the maintenance logs on a few of them and noticed they had been serviced only a few months ago.
She ran a loving hand over the familiar shapes of the milling machine. There was a loud bang as the door suddenly flew open and she startled, cutting off mid chorus as she whirled towards the door. He glanced at her cleaning belt and wrinkled his nose at the lemony fresh scent in the air. Lucas had told her to avoid him, to stay out of his way. She was beginning to see that was going to be impossible, especially if he was going to come in to her space and yell at her like an inferior.
He towered over her in a way that only an Alpha could, looming into her space without any effort and she had to force her way through the instinct to avert her eyes and step away.
He glanced at her cleaning belt and wrinkled his nose at the lemony fresh scent in the air. It keeps the fire lit under the typing fingers lol. Consenso esplicito Ci occorre da parte tua l'accettazione esplicita dei nostri termini di servizio. Cachino has agreed to take out the Omerta bosses during our meeting with them. His voice came out nearly whispered, but he projected again and it felt near deafening to her cowardly ears. For Mechanics and Engineering?
If an Alpha was strong enough, even Betas could be swayed to obey. Kylo Ren was most definitely an Alpha; her muted Beta nose could almost smell it. Everything about him was big, from his ears to his hands to his shoulders, down to his boat like feet. She bet his knot was astronomical. This is my classroom and I have more right to be here than you do. So let me be the one to ask you, what the hell are you doing here?
Her tiny finger met nothing but hard, Alpha muscle and she kept herself from wincing.
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It was like poking a sweater wearing slab of concrete. Kylo looked at her incredulously for a moment before his eyes narrowed. They were dark in color and seemed to only grow blacker as rage filled his face. For Mechanics and Engineering?
The tips of his extra large ears started to turn red and the look in his eyes went murderous. His voice came out nearly whispered, but he projected again and it felt near deafening to her cowardly ears. He went to leave but suddenly reached over to rip the radio out of the wall, snapping the power cord in half as he yanked it and leaving the room in a wilting silence.
Rey was barely into her first day, hours after her contract was signed and she already knew that Kylo Ren was going to be a problem. And not just because he was a big knot-headed Alpha, but because he was a downright, blowhard asshole that saw himself doing no wrong. Rey sighed, stepping gingerly over the glass to find a broom. Every workshop had one somewhere.
She unlocked the storage doors at the back, gasping slightly. Each locker contained a classic, vintage car, all in some sort of disheveled project state. She practically drooled as she locked them back up, finally finding a utility closet with a broom and Shop-Vac. Time to get to work.