[Ozymandias gives a slight nod when she reaches the end, allowing a temporary and brief silence to fall between them as he assesses her answer. She certainly has the right spirit for the Café. Ozymandias holds incredibly high standards for all of his employees and he is strict about meeting them because his establishment is not only a source of his own growing personal wealth but his public face. But one can hold high standards and keep to them without being unyielding. The sun, after all, must also be nurturing in its light and heat, or life cannot possibly continue to grow.]
[But she is not yet molded into what he would hope for in a manager. Not entirely. Customers should be treated well, but they should never be allowed to take advantage of anyone. Not even someone further up in the hierarchy of employees. It's not a mark against her, however, but something that should he proceed with hiring her, he will need to monitor.]
[Ozymandias reveals none of these thoughts to her, however. There's no shift in his expression and he makes no remarks. He simply continues on with his questions.]
And criticism toward yourself? Be it from a customer or even myself.
[ as if she hasn't heard it all her life from her mother— not in the bad way, of course, and sometimes it stung, but yachi knows the importance of criticism, even self-evaluation. the dog eat dog world out there that would crush you with its sheer pressure if you weren't flexible . . .
like rubber. be like rubber, like water, and you'll fit. ]
I know I have a lot to learn, Sir. I've never worked in an environment like this one, and there's so much I can study about Cafés on my own— but I want to.
[Such wise answers to give! And at such a young age, too. Whether it was to yield to insecurities or to portray unearned confidence, Ozymandias would expect more impulsiveness from someone her age. But there's no trace of even the hint of temptation for such a thing. Instead, she seems to consistently put thought into each of her words.]
[Resting an arm on the table in front of him, Ozymandias leans a little closer to her. Although there is nothing overtly harsh about his gaze, it's obvious that Ozymandias is scrutinizing the look in her eyes now more than anything. There's nothing that seems to be disingenuous, he concludes. Her words are the truth, and there is a degree to which she both comes to him prepared and other ways in which she is still yet malleable.]
[Ozymandias sits back with a warm smile, seemingly satisfied.]
Speak to Sylvia about when you will be available to start. I shall compensate you during your training process, after which point your pay shall increase. Remember that I expect just as much effort during your training as I will once you are able to work independently.
I am not frequently here as I have other matters in the city to attend to as you can see, [he says, gesturing the paperwork in front of him and beneath the sphinx cub,] but I shall oversee your training personally as much as I am able as you shall not only reflect this Café but Pharaoh Ozymandias as manager.
[ . . . ohhhh my god, she's done it. she did it. don't cry. don't scream. just. accept it! professionally! every inch of her body felt like exploding with the utmost glee, reverberating in her chest and bringing her the greatest bout of joy she could feel. like the sun! like a party! like!!!! jdfhskjh!!!!!
outwardly, yachi nods her head and tries to steady her voice, ]
Of course, Mister Ozymandias. Thank you— Thank you for your time! I'll do my absolute best!
[ her bright red cheeks betray her mirth, as does the word "pharaoh" hide from her true understanding of the title. she has to go look for sylvia now, she's— she's got a job! ]
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[But she is not yet molded into what he would hope for in a manager. Not entirely. Customers should be treated well, but they should never be allowed to take advantage of anyone. Not even someone further up in the hierarchy of employees. It's not a mark against her, however, but something that should he proceed with hiring her, he will need to monitor.]
[Ozymandias reveals none of these thoughts to her, however. There's no shift in his expression and he makes no remarks. He simply continues on with his questions.]
And criticism toward yourself? Be it from a customer or even myself.
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[ as if she hasn't heard it all her life from her mother— not in the bad way, of course, and sometimes it stung, but yachi knows the importance of criticism, even self-evaluation. the dog eat dog world out there that would crush you with its sheer pressure if you weren't flexible . . .
like rubber. be like rubber, like water, and you'll fit. ]
I know I have a lot to learn, Sir. I've never worked in an environment like this one, and there's so much I can study about Cafés on my own— but I want to.
no subject
[Resting an arm on the table in front of him, Ozymandias leans a little closer to her. Although there is nothing overtly harsh about his gaze, it's obvious that Ozymandias is scrutinizing the look in her eyes now more than anything. There's nothing that seems to be disingenuous, he concludes. Her words are the truth, and there is a degree to which she both comes to him prepared and other ways in which she is still yet malleable.]
[Ozymandias sits back with a warm smile, seemingly satisfied.]
Speak to Sylvia about when you will be available to start. I shall compensate you during your training process, after which point your pay shall increase. Remember that I expect just as much effort during your training as I will once you are able to work independently.
I am not frequently here as I have other matters in the city to attend to as you can see, [he says, gesturing the paperwork in front of him and beneath the sphinx cub,] but I shall oversee your training personally as much as I am able as you shall not only reflect this Café but Pharaoh Ozymandias as manager.
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outwardly, yachi nods her head and tries to steady her voice, ]
Of course, Mister Ozymandias. Thank you— Thank you for your time! I'll do my absolute best!
[ her bright red cheeks betray her mirth, as does the word "pharaoh" hide from her true understanding of the title. she has to go look for sylvia now, she's— she's got a job! ]