Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20191226015330/@comment-44464716-20191229042649

As soon as I get to the yard, I shake my head at the sight of the brawl. ''Really? On my first day?'' Fortunately, the company gave me a directional-microphone that would raise my voice to a frequency mamono would find irritating. I grab it, and I yell out,

"Stop this fight at once!" Immediately, all of the brawling mamono stop fighting and writhe on the ground; covering their ears. I take the opportunity to mentally count how many there are and of each type: two centaurs, a gandharva, and a wyvern among the brawling, and five docile mamono in the background. Nothing too vicious, but they would definitely overwhelm me by sheer numbers if things got out of hand. Keeping my left hand gripping the sword at my side, I walk to them and ask them,

"What's going on here? I'll hear you one at a time, starting with the gandharva, and if any of you begin arguing with each other, or flirting, I'll use the mic again."

The gandharva turns to face me. "We all were sent to this yard to receive our... guides. There were supposed to be nine guides; one for each of us. But only two have showed up. As I was here first out of all of us, it's only fair that I get one of the guides."

"You liar!" One of the centaurs yells. "I was here first! Besides, each of us was given one of these stupid cards telling us which guide would be ours. Kyle is mine, but the Gandharva tried to serenade him and leave with him!"

"What did I say about arguing?" I interject. "If that's it, then why are all four of you fighting, and why are the guides' clothes torn?"

"I had my sister's back" the second centaur interjected. "But then the wyvern tried to take my guide because she's impatient and can't read. And when I say take, she wasn't trying to leave with him."

"I see". I then turn to the wyvern. "Is that true?" The wyvern nods before clarifying, "I was told I'd meet my guide here. I saw him. I thought it was him."

"So you leapt on him?" I sigh. "Look; this is sort of behaviour is exactly why I was hired. You can't behave like this; not here. Understood?" They all nod. "Good. Now; I think the only fair way to resolve this is to let the guides choose which of you they want to guide. What do you say."

No sooner do I suggest the idea than the mamono immediately protest and start brawling all over again. I reach for my mic, but the wyvern grabs it and tosses it. I immediately reach for my sword, but the moment I step in, they start "accidentally" swiping at me. I know I will soon be overwhelmed, but then I hear a female voice boom:

"He said stop!" The mamono are back on the ground and grabbing their ears. I turn in the direction of the voice: it was a woman; a redhead in a dark shirt and leggings, and she looked... human, yet far more beautiful than any woman I'd ever seen. She then turns to face me, and I see her red eyes. She's definitely a mamono.

"Perhaps it's best that the guides go home and get some rest, and everyone waits until tomorrow." I just nod in agreement as she hands me back my mic.

"Thank you." I then tell the guys to find some fresh clothes and I send them home to get some rest, and maybe rethink if they actually want to be a mamono guide. Then I turn back to this mysterious woman. "I get the feeling that things might get messy tomorrow. Do you mind helping out?"

"I'd love to help," She answers. "I don't like mamono that mistreat humans. I came here to get away from that after having my fill of vampire hunting." It is then that I realize what she is: a Dhampir.

"Thanks again." I find myself intrigued by her. "My shift ends at 5 tomorrow. Would you like to have dinner with me after that?"

She just grins. "Sure. I think I might like that." I shake her hand, we introduce ourselves properly, and I carry out the rest of my shift; all the while glancing back at her every now and then. This job might not be so bad after all.