The woman went into a office quickly, before coming back very quickly with a fancy pen and three small piles of paper. Before placing them down on a nearby table, and handing the pens to the three.
“There, I just need you three to sign the papers, and then we’ll give out a certificate as proof of citizenship and then lead you to your house and workplace. Sign quickly, if you want to settle in quicker!”
She then disappeared into the office again, leaving only them and the absent-minded receptionist at the front desk.
Although the papers were quite fancy, the questions were pretty simple, name, skills, preference, etc, and they were a lot of them, from former occupation to personality. The town would then use the papers to decide their role in Belleville, it seems. There was only one thing that was strange: If they tried to lie on the paper, before they knew it, they would have written the truth instead, as if the pen and hand had a mind of it’s own.
@Alissa Ming
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At the lane Torian was it, there was a loud bell outside ringing, a noise hated by just about everyone. Yes, the bell was the alarm to work, and it was ringing espically loudly this time, since this was a late bell. Even in the house, Torian could probably feel the spite of the workers outside, or hear it, since there were some were clearly being grouchy about it and yelling at the nearest person they could vent to.
@Kanassa