Yoka Sake had reached a dilemma.
After returning to Manta Carlos after a brief stint in America to check on her franchises, she was displeased to return to her favorite club and discover that management had gone lax and the place was in shambles. She was not going to allow a bunch of drunken tengu to ruin her good name because they broke the cardinal rule and drank at work.
Ugh.
She'd fired them all and did the only thing a reasonable business woman could do. She was hosting a career day at the club. It functioned as something of an open house, too, since it was rare that The Cross Fox was open during daylight hours.
Yoka was in her female form, dressed in a tight orange blouse, a pair of slacks, and a matching sweater. Her dark hair was pulled up and she had on a pair of glasses and ruby lipstick. She was sitting at a desk she'd placed in the entrance way of the building, while one of her security guards offered tours of the building.
The fox was hiring, she just needed to find the right people.
After returning to Manta Carlos after a brief stint in America to check on her franchises, she was displeased to return to her favorite club and discover that management had gone lax and the place was in shambles. She was not going to allow a bunch of drunken tengu to ruin her good name because they broke the cardinal rule and drank at work.
Ugh.
She'd fired them all and did the only thing a reasonable business woman could do. She was hosting a career day at the club. It functioned as something of an open house, too, since it was rare that The Cross Fox was open during daylight hours.
Yoka was in her female form, dressed in a tight orange blouse, a pair of slacks, and a matching sweater. Her dark hair was pulled up and she had on a pair of glasses and ruby lipstick. She was sitting at a desk she'd placed in the entrance way of the building, while one of her security guards offered tours of the building.
The fox was hiring, she just needed to find the right people.