http://frumpyface.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] frumpyface.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] anemoi2011-11-02 07:31 pm

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WHO: Erk and Madoka
WHAT: Cleaning up the mean streets. Or houses. That may not be that mean.
WHEN: Last week, 10/26
WHERE: If a perfectly usable house is left to decay over years, who's the right crew to call for the job?

It's funny how calling something a different name changes it. When Erk first took the job, "North Street" didn't mean much of anything to him. As he asked for better directions and found that North Street was equivalent to the Safe Zone Border, he knew exactly where he was going.

While he wasn't one to shirk work, he was told there would be a second person who also signed up. When he arrived on the scene, before testing the doors to his temporary workplace, he took a quick look around to see if he could spot this mystery person.

[identity profile] fatedmagica.livejournal.com 2011-11-02 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Madoka had not hesitated to hurry off to her new job. Ever since arriving, the girl's number one concern had been the fact that she didn't remember having any talents. So when a job that would, she hoped, take more hard work than talent was offered she immediately took it. And with a huge, determined smile at that!

Being a fairly diligent person, Madoka had arrived as early as possible. It was because of that decision to arrive early that, once Erk arrived, Madoka's determination to do a great job had been dashed. She had taken some time to look around the building she would be cleaning and the effect had been devastating on her self confidence. Someone as pathetic as her having to clean so much? Would she be able to do this? Maybe she should have left the job for someone with more cleaning experience than herself...

As Erk's footsteps came to her attention, the pinkette turned and tried to manage a smile... a weak one, tainted by the weak will that came with her lack of self-worth.

"Um... hello... sorry, I guess... Are you supposed to be cleaning this place with me?" Poor guy, Madoka thought, having to put up with someone as useless as me for help.

[identity profile] fatedmagica.livejournal.com 2011-11-03 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah... mm! I'm Madoka... it's nice to meet you, Erk, um..."

Madoka looked around again, feeling her heart sink. A job for a single day... Madoka was wondering if it was a job for a single week. Especially since Erk was stuck working with a person like her.

Even though she meant to hold it in, a discouraged sigh left her lips.

"Well, I guess... all we can do is try our best?" She spoke up in a hopeful tone, with a hopeful smile to match. "No matter how long it takes, as long as it's done well then um... it should be okay, right?"

[identity profile] fatedmagica.livejournal.com 2011-11-03 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, um... mm." He had a point. Madoka hated to admit that she mostly agreed because she didn't think she could fix the walls. But even then, she wanted to at least try to do any repair work that she felt she had even a 50% chance of doing right... after all, for a useless person like Madoka, 50% was probably the highest she could go...

"Why not start with, um, picking up debris and sweeping? If we clear the clutter then maybe we can see what things we can repair a bit more easily...?" After all, the task at hand looked quite scary and impossible at the moment. Madoka hoped clearing some chaos might make it less scary.

[identity profile] fatedmagica.livejournal.com 2011-11-07 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Madoka attempted a nervous smile. He'd agreed with her decision so she tried to feel a bit better about herself. A simple step, she reminded herself, then they could slowly start this huge task.

"Ah- mm! Th-thank you." Madoka nervously stepped through the doors and waited for him to follow, a bit flustered by his manners. "Okay then. I guess... we'd better begin! This house won't clean itself!"