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"I see you've blacked out quite a few personal details," Yarver observed. "Would you be willing to elaborate on some of them off the record?" //How seriously do you take your confidentiality?// | "I see you've blacked out quite a few personal details," Yarver observed. "Would you be willing to elaborate on some of them off the record?" //How seriously do you take your confidentiality?// |
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**✘ IN PROGRESS** | <fc #884400>"The personal details themselves are, of course, off limits," Adelaide responded, perhaps slightly shorter than she should have, but perhaps he was meaning that in other ways, and there was no harm in offering Yarver an out if she was misreading his request (or even if she wasn't).</fc> |
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| <fc #884400>"But if you're meaning a particular item is unclear or lacks context then I may be able to elaborate a little. For example this page," she tapped a particular sheet, "is about misadventures in pokemon importation, but I redacted it because it would be trivial to investigate who the customer was if you knew what pokemon it was." She considered the remaining information, the identity of the person she was talking to, the speciality of the gym she was sitting in, and the likelyhood that //someone// had contacted him about a very upset Tauros. "Granted, in this particular case I suspect you already know all the relevant details."</fc> |
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| So she took her confidentiality seriously enough not to want to compromise it in an interview situation. That was promising. He glanced across the page with its redacted content, but with his mind on other topics, did not recognise the case, although it did tug at his thoughts with a certain familiarity. |
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| "No, that will be fine," he said, with a slightly distracted air as he let himself page through the documents a little more. Then he set the tome down on his lap and glanced directly at Adelaide. "Now, you've switched employers before, of course. Is that something you see youself doing again in a few years down the line? |
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| "Or, differently phrased: Do you have any plans a truly long-term employment would interfere with?" |
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| <fc #884400>"I have no life plans that would interfere, no," she said, perking up a little. "And in this field, the initial learning and adjustment period is the hardest. A longer term placement, measured in years, would be ideal." She paused, considered, and decided to add: "I have two contacts who have been in their positions for several decades."</fc> |
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| "That's good to know, thank you," Yarver said. "Could you tell me what kind of traits //you// are looking for in a prospective employer? After all, at the end of the day, employment can only be long-term if both sides are comfortable with each other - and while that question is best answered in finality later rather than now, I imagine you have some ideas." |
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| <fc #884400>It was a loaded and tricky question. "Ideally, someone comfortable indicating what they want done and willing to give leeway in how it is accomplished, rather than someone who insists on micromanaging or that everything must be done in one particular way. I know some assistants prefer such arrangements, but I've found them less effecient for me. And over time the more trust that builds and the more general tasks that can be predicted and preempted, the more my employer can focus on their primary occupation.</fc> |
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| <fc #884400>"On a somewhat superficial level, I'd prefer someone who doesn't mind pokemon in the workplace. If they've asked you to do initial interviews I doubt that would be an issue," she acknowledged with a smile, "but it's nice to have company while cleaning or running errands." Also her Natu got neurotic if she couldn't check on her trainer's well being multiple times a day, but Adelaide felt that wasn't something that should be shared right now and hopefully wouldn't be an issue. Ever.</fc> |
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| Awkward. She really wasn't making dismissing her easy at all. He smiled across the thought, letting a mild amusement at his predicament provide fuel for his friendly exterior. He'd have to dig in a little more. |
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| Unfortunately, twenty other questions later, he still had no objective grounds to cast her aside. She was qualified. In fact, she was likely to be the best-qualified candidate he'd come across in the field. |
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| While chatting with her about an anecdote about a game of Vale hide-and-seek with a trainer and his pokémon, where the prospective badge-claimant had ended up getting perilously but thankfully not fatally acquainted with local wildlife, he inwardly wrestled with himself, trying to decide if he could nudge her on this path with a clean conscience. |
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| He didn't have to decide now, of course. "Miss Mawne," he said, gently. "For now I'm out of questions on my end; I appreciate all the insights you've given me today. Are there any questions left on your end that a proxy interview could answer for you?" |
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| <fc #884400>She considered that carefully. She'd be reassured that pokemon were fine, but her prospective employer would likely wish to meet the pokemon in question to confirm. That was understandable; she'd bribe Farsight out of her bag if she had to. Independence was a plus; a place to stay was included; and of course she understood the request for her to remain out of the way if "sensitive business" was being discussed.</fc> |
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| <fc #884400>On the understanding that in turn she would not be able to assist with any secretarial work involving topics she was forbidden from encountering. Still. If it weren't for Yarver her assessment of the potential employer would be rapidly veering towards organised crime, and Adelaide wasn't //entirely// convinced the man wouldn't dip his toe into pokemon smuggling-and-release.</fc> |
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| <fc #884400>"I think everything pertinent has been covered," Adelaide decided, before adding a half joking query: "If this mysterious employer is a ranking member of Team Rocket, would you offer me a warning?"</fc> |
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| The question seemed to amuse Yarver on some inherent level, though he didn't seem it necessary to react with even playful indignation about it, denying it outright. "I do believe I would at least consider giving you a warning about something like that, Miss Mawne," Yarver remarked, a hint of impishness crinkling his otherwise so diplomatic demeanour. |
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| No, the employer was probably not Team Rocket, but whoever he was, the assumption he might be was tickling Yarver pink. He pressed his lips to a thin line, then smiled at her. "But no," he finally said. "No, not Team Rocket, or anything like that. I hope that doesn't disappoint you, after all this hubbub." |
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| Said, he pushed himself back to a stand. "In any case, I'd say that concludes this interview. I have your current email address, I believe?" |
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| <fc #884400>Well. That was a relief. She was still less certain on the pokesmuggling but she trusted that if Yarver was doing anything like that, it was for good, probably pokesanctuary reasons. And now she was being silly.</fc> |
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| <fc #884400>"You do. Thank you for your time," Adelaide replied, gathering her own supplies back into her bag and shuffling the folder for Yarver back into order. "I'm planning to stay in Vale for the next week, possibly a little longer, because it has been some time since I've taken time to be lazy with a nice book. So I've included my hotel address too. Just in case we've missed anything."</fc> |
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| "Then all that's left is for me to hope you enjoy that book," Yarver smiled and proffered his hand for the shaking. |
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