Silently all on her own. The blonde woman partakes of a parfait inside a cafe with a fancy wooden interior. With busy bodies all around her, shuffling through documents and busy with their laptops. Rays of light pierce the large windows of the shop, outside. Crowds of players, some with furry ears, some with scaly ones, with and without tails to those large burly Orcs to Elves and Humans. All in suits and devoid of their fantasy outfits as they strolled along the hasty morning. The cold weather was still there, but the skies were clear and the foreign Sun was looking down on the city with a wide smile, encroaching every corner of it with its yellowish light.
For a moment, even though she had her sharp ears exposed. The woman looked like she was but a single cell in a vast complex body. Though people would sneak stares to look at her beauty, everyone was busy with their own thing and would quickly wave there eyes from looking at her as she herself was in her own place. Quietly enjoying the solemn atmosphere of the busy city coffee shop, eating her food and occasionally looking out the large windows and the cars driving through the wide four lane street and the people of the city going from left to right. For a moment, she was but a pretty woman, in a busy world, in a foreign culture and place.
"Look, I know you're new. But we just can't have this!"
A suited player slaps down a thick slab of paper into their table. Pointing his finger at a Lizard player whose tail is as stiff as concrete.
"Fifty pages?! Are you kidding me?! I can easily dumb this down to fifteen! Why are you using big words and terminologies when we're going to present this to a bunch of Natives who don't even understand modern accounting?!"
The angry human player then shuffles through the pages and stops at the images of a graph and a pie chart.
"Like look at this! Why did you do this? We're here to sell. Not to teach them economics! They're stupid but not dumb! Ahhhh this is why I don't like taking in people with no experience."
"Sir, let's calm down."
"Why are you siding with him?! I know you were new once but we can't have this! As your Manager, do you know what will happen to OUR rating?! Sale Team One will be fully removed at this point! We're already shortmanned!"
Elizabeth tried to pry her eyes away from the scaly person getting a beat down by his superior. But she started eating more and more as the tension rose with a grin on her face as she watched the drama unfold before her. Ignoring the opened police and city documents she has on her table.
"I'm sorry sir."
"YOU BETTER BE!"
"Yes sir."
The Manager gives the Lizard player a stare and then he takes the bottle of Vodka and pours it into the glass of the scaly man in a suit.
"Drink up. Ahhhhhh..."
He immediately puts both of his hands up on his face and crawls it up and down.
"Jam. We'll have to resend that to the Senior Manager."
"It's fine sir. It's not like I was planning on going home early anyways... no family waiting for me."
"And newbie. You too."
"Yes sir."
"Hayysssttt... my stress. Why am I stressing myself out this much when I got teleported into a fantasy world? Should I just become a merc?"
"Uhm sir. May I ask a question?"
"Haaaaaa.... Ask."
"The Dictionary of Accounting you gave me."
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Army of the Damned
General Fiction"The objective here is to return home. By any means necessary." An Isekai about Politics, Strategy and War. Players of Dark World, a Full Dive VR game suddenly got teleported into the world of Threa. Our cast of people, found and recuited by a luckl...
