Package Practice - RPLOG
Participants
Date
10/1/2018
Log
With the word gone out about the Parcel Service's recruiting and training exercises, quite a few folks have begun to show up. Interested parties ranging from teh naturally running-inclined to other interested parties. A large, gymnasium-like structure is in the background, and before it is a table with three individuals with sheets laid out before them. General columns line back behind each, and the Tiger, the Jackal, and the Hare are all speaking to each individual, explaining and having folks sign before heading into the building behind.
Marathon comes bounding up to the building, smiling without a care. She stops at the sign-in table and begins to stretch, looking at what has to be done. Despite her more bimbo-ish nature her signature is drawn in elaborate cursive, then continues to bound away into the building without ever saying a word.
Fenris trots up to the table, his gear jingling as he goes. "Heard you needed some packages delivered?" he prompts, an amiable smile on his round, friendly face, "Sign me up!"
The Tanuki's dress is a little outside the norm, especially for those familiar with the burly coon-dog. He is wearing a thick, leather harness across his powerful chest, covered by an open, leather vest with the words, "BIG DADDY" written out in studs on the back. The whole ensemble is topped by a leather hat, with holes for his fuzzy, round ears to poke through.
A queue. How brilliant. Phosphorus showed up dressed for the occassion, wearing her set of light armor; that is, wearing a simple light plate carrier, filled with the prerequisite plates, and carrying a lighter-than-normal equipment load, foregoing her heavy weapons for a rifle, a sidearm, and one of her swords. Pretty much every range that she could think of covered... though, the problem lies in that combat isn't actually expected. The panda is far too paranoid to leave those behind, though. Once her turn comes, she signs the paper with neither smile nor acknowledgement. Just another day at the office.
When Marathon comes up to one of the three to sign in, a speech is delivered explaining the duties and responsibilities involved in participating in the parcel service, a hand over the sheet to prevent just signing and moving along. The Tiger, whose board Marathon came up to, speaks, "Signing means that you understand all the afformentioned details and are willing to work at said wages while keeping documentation and reporting in.Do you consent?" before peeling her hand away from the sheet to allow the bunny to sign only after that's been said.
The Hare addressing Fenris gives the same schpeal before sliding their dextrous paw from the siging sheet. It seems they're pretty certain to get their words in edge-wise before someone can move ahead. Perhaps even a first test?
Those that complete the process are then directed into the building proper, passing a couple gents, a Boar-ish Piggy and a Jaded Kirin, on the way in. Once within, there appears to be an elaborate obstacle course within the expanse of the gymnasium area, and groups are being organized from those entering within. Fenris, Phos, and Marathon just so happen to be in one such grouping, led by a Vorpal Rat instructor.
Marathon jogs in place while waiting for the instructor. She's been told too many times to wait for people to talk instead of rushing along like she usually does, but she just can't stand still! She churrs and waves hello to all the other people in her group, even if they don't pay attention to her. And lastly she readjusts her sports bra and bloomers. Don't want them riding up when running!
Fenris looks over the agreement sheet, quickly reading through the requirements and expectations. "Is there a uniform?" he asks, giving a quick signature, "I love uniforms!" The tubby tanuki allows himself to be led along, watching everything around with interest and a happy little smile. He grins at the excited Marathon, glad to see so much enthusiasm.
"Please no uniforms. I like what I'm wearing right now." Phosphorus says, narrowing her eyebrows a bit at Fenris. She's met the tanuki before, she thinks, but she just can't recall... when. She slips into a parade rest stance -- even if this isn't a situation that strictly calls for it, ot
often it's best to seem a little more professional than your peers, if you can help it. Besides, for the panda, it feels fairly nautral.
"Soon as there's a budget for it," is the answer Fenris is given to the question about uniforms. Seems the priorities are on training and effectiveness before appearance, though any good organization supported by a ruling body deserves visible recognition... for safety and security, if nothing else!
The rat instructor looks over the group present, crossing her arms across her chest as she says, "Alright, then... The duties of a Parcel Delivery Agent, a PDA, if you will, involves not only being able to move swiftly, but also to recognize your surroundings and find a specific location. On top of that, documentation is key. We need paper trails, folks! And, not only must all this be adhered to, but we need service with a smile. To start off, let's see those smiles!" She shows off her own, incisors and all.
Marathon is already smiling, she's just so happy to be here! Practically jumping up and down with enthusiasm! ...and anticipation! When is this going to start, she thinks to herself. And she thinks about food. Like chocolate. She should visit that bakery she pased by yesterday for chocolate scones or something. What was she doing again? Oh right, waiting for the instructor.
Fenris has a very natural warmth to him. He does not need to smile any more than he already is. Despite his wardrobe, he looks like a teddy bear playing dress up.
The burly tanuki takes note of Phosphorus's military poise and gives the instructor a salute. A salute with a smile, of course.
A smile? When was that required? Phosphorus roughly smiles, the action seeming a tiny bit forced. She's not often one for smiles, it seems. Nonetheless... she does so, and waits. None of this is unfamiliar to the panda -- rigorously logging actions is part of her routine, after all -- but service with a -smile-... well, that's where the trouble begins and ends.
There's an affirmative nod given the grouping, though the rat's gaze lingers a bit on the red trash panda, and the rat says, "Mmmn, needs a bit of work, but I'm sure you'll get the hang of it. Gotta make sure folks are getting the right kind of service and want to use it." She walks before the potentials, to and fro, "Alright, now... I've hidden a specific parcel within the course here," motioning towards their section of the gym, "and, I need you to find it. We'll do this one at a time, each with a different parcel description. Who's first?"
Marathon immediately jumps at the chance to go first, quite literally as she bounds to the front with her hand in the air. She even gives a good churr to make sure she goes first! She then pays extra attention to what instructions the teacher is giving her, she wants to be the bestest courier ever!
