#i'm fine ish with black and white but. it's the office look

[yohankang]

had to change my clothes before going grocery shopping bc my outfit was grey and black...

[onthenightwatch]

[Via: security_camera_1b.]

[The camera is blank, no one is there. Only the party tables and dark-ish lighting shows up as after a few minutes a small creak is heard and two shadows are seen running under one of the many cameras.]

Hanako: [Whispered.] You do understand the fucking danger you've put us both in?

Melody: [Whispered.] Yeah yeah yeah I know killer robots, but you have to admit this is cool!

H: [Still whispering.] I swear to god if we both die I'm letting them drag you away firs-

[Just then, a mechanical footstep is heard off in the distance. Causing one of the shadows to hop and seemingly cause the person causing the shadow to hit their head and yelp.]

H: [Whispered.] God damnit Melody!

[A far away frustrated shout is heard, and someone calls out down a hallway close by.]

Edgar: [Far off.] WHO THE FUCK JUST BROKE IN.

Mel: Is it breaking in if you grabbed an employee?

H: [Whispered.] YES YOU DORK!

[Non-mechanical footsteps approach from the same hallway, getting steadily closer. Another shadow enters the frame, grabbing one of the others.]

E: [Extremely angry.] Who the fuck– wh–

Mel: HANA I'M SORRY HELP ME THE ANGRY GHOST GRABBED ME I'M SORRY!

E: Uh, hello? Still alive! But not for long if you keep SHOUTING.

H: [Whispered.] Melody be fucking quiet!

E: Okay, you two, follo–

[Edgar is interrupted by another mechanical footstep, his head jerks to the direction it came from, and he reaches out to grab Hana.]

H: Oh shi-

[The trio sprint out of frame, Edgar dragging the other two behind him. The camera switches to security_camera_2b.]

Mel: WHICH ONE IS THAT?

H: I COULDN’T FUCKING TELL!

E: THE BIRD. BUT IT DOESN’T FUCKING MATTER. IN THE OFFICE. NOW.

[Edgar shoves the two into the office, glancing around the hallway before scrambling into the office as well. The camera switches once more, now recording from office_camera. Positioned in the front right corner, facing the back wall.]

H: WHICH DOOR DOES CHICA COME FROM?

E: HELL IF I KNOW! I JUST CLOSE IT WHEN I SEE HER. CAN’T REMEMBER.

H: LEFT OR RIGHT?

E: FUCKING– RIGHT?

[Just then, Hanako slams a button causing the slam of a metal door closing.]

Mel: Why do you guys need those doors?

H: ROBBER. ANGRY CUSTOMER. THESE FUCKS APPARENTLY!

[Edgar turns away from the door to face the other two, his fists clenched tightly.]

E: [Barely contained rage.] What the fuck were you two thinking!?

H: FUCK YOU MEAN US TWO? I TRIED TO STOP MEL! THEIR DUMBASS JUST DIDN'T LISTEN. [Hanako looks at Melody.] Sorry for calling you a dumbass.

E: YOU COULD’VE DIED! I TOLD YOU BOTH NOT TO BREAK IN! DOES NOBODY FUCKING LISTEN?

H: I TOLD YOU I FUCKING TRIED! ALSO TECHNICALLY WE DIDN'T BREAK IN BECAUSE I HAVE A KEY! BUT ALSO I TRIED TO STOP IT! I TRIED TO TELL THEM! IT DIDN'T LISTEN TO ME! ‘It will be fun.’ IT SAID ‘It will be fine.’ THEY SAID!

E: [A long sigh.] I don’t want to hear it. If you’re both here, might as well help me with the fucking animatronics. Open that door, Hana. Can’t waste power.

[Hanako slams the button opening the door back up.]

H: [Mildly annoyed.] Still don't know why you have the fucked up generator.

E: Trust me, if I could keep those doors shut the whole night, I would.

[Melody remains on the floor, messing with their fingers.]

H: So. Are there 3 of these fucks?

E: No. Just 2. That I’ve seen, anyway.

H: Hm… You're thinking what I'm thinking about the animatronics moving right?

E: Yep. I had the horrible awful realization a few days ago. I don’t know why the numbers don’t line up, I’m just trying to survive the night.

[After a few seconds, Melody walks over to the desk and grabs a small tablet. Looking at it.]

Mel: Are these the camera-

H: HEY!

E: Put that down!

[Edgar and Hanako run over to grab the tablet from Melody, as they're all three distracted, the lights in the office flicker and a… Withered golden bear with a black top hat appears in the office, two white dots appear in its… eyes looking at Edgar as a static comes out of its mouth.]

E: I–

H: JESUS FUCK-

Mel: FOUND THE THIRD ONE I THINK-

E: NOT THE FUCKING TIME, MELODY.

[The static gets louder, at the same time Hanako looks at the golden bear and back at Edgar. Before tugging at his left shirt sleeve to get him to seemingly look at the tablet. Edgar’s eyebrows crease inwards, before he looks at the tablet, confused.]

[Moments later, the lights flicker again and the bear is gone. Hanako and Melody both fall to the floor, out of breath.]

[Edgar isn’t so lucky, his eyes roll back into his head, and he topples over, hitting his head on the desk on his way down. He doesn’t get back up.]

[Hanako checks Edgar's pulse, moving her hand back after.]

Mel: Is he��?

H: No. Just knocked out.

Mel: I… I'm sorry.

H: It’s fine. Help me keep the doors closed.

[Recording end.]

[notallwonder]

Alright. We are here. At the end(ish). CM 16x10 "Dead End".

Spoilers and whatever my addled brain wants to express under the cut. This may be a long one.

I don't know why this show makes me so happy despite its many deficiencies. tbh I think it's bc I am job hunting and this at least gives me a lil shot of dopamine or seratonin or whatever the fuck. Also Paget Brewster.

The things I want out of this season finale: Prentiss. I hope she gets to smile and smirk and not just be mad/sad/worried. I wanna see some good moments for Luke, though I'm less hopeful on that front. I want to see something good for Tara. What that could be...dunno. As for the rest - I don't think I even care that much? I suspect it will end in some sort of cliffhanger.

Okay, now that I have unwisely embarked on this journey in the wee hours of the night...

I wonder who will get to wear the Brown Jacket this episode?

oh boo the black & white flashbacks are still here...I hate that choice.

it's a pleasure to see Krystall again tho. I always liked her.

laying on the ol' "FBI behavioral analysis heroes stop real monsters" schtick real thick there guys. it's funny of me to get annoyed about this on this, the "FBI are real heroes" show. but I do.

good onya Dave, found the mood lighting. LOL at the oxygen meter. LMAO even MORE at Dave finding the wifi router.

it's still so stupid that Will is there lol

this is the first time I have truly hated Elias Voit. who would rather speak to Bailey when Emily Prentiss is right there on the phone? only a stupid little man apparently. although - Bailey would be way easier to manipulate so maybe not so stupid.

omg incredible forehead moment there. ma'am your eyebrows (what have i become)

love the implication that Dave just recites quotes to himself. kinda tracks

this situation with Bailey makes me go *grimace emoji*

has Bailey been a gold star lesbian this whole time?

t's so stupid that Will gets lines and Luke still gets shafted. I don't hate Will, but...really?

god now JJ says "wheels up"? sorry, hate it

WOW okay. So Gold Star is a secret program of some kind. And now we're talking "legal" and "extralegal" options with the AG. boy. whew. god why did I get attached to this fucking show.

though - AG slaying in that black suit/purple blouse situation.

"they would see through it, the BAU" - because the BAU are the good guys, not involved in (implied unethical?) secret shit? what the ever loving shit is this.

Adam Rodriguez just doing the most with his beautiful face and voice. thank you sir

bummer that I have to watch most of Joe Mantegna's acting from a weird vantage point and on a phone screen on a TV screen.

oh wait now we get a Badass Marine Rossi Montage

absolutely incredible, the bizarre combinations of ads I get when I watch this show. After Rossi's explosive moment, I just got served an ad about a disease that causes curvature of the erection due to scar tissue. what the fuck paramount plus

is it just me or did the audio get weird now that we're back in Emily's office

"politics" there that is again

Ghost of Krystall Past! Welcome to the shitshow! you look fabulous

"we were just getting started" I wish they did this echo thing with lines that actually were interesting

I do love Emily being constantly like "WHAT tHE Frickle FRACKLE" but I worry for her blood pressure. can she ride along. I want her in every scene, not just stuck at the BAU on Chicken Roaster time

Elias please tell your wife you want to wear the Moose dog collar and that's why you saved it. whoops missed opportunity babe

Emily. ma'am. you are beautiful, gorgeous, smokin'. etc.

what are you Bailey, a vampire

I mean...I am intrigued about what the fuck this is all about. they've got me on the hook. can they reel me in?

the implication here is that Voit has knowledge/dirt that they want kept secret. So he's a little bit in kind of a Snowden position?

OH SHIT BAILEY DEAD

WILL BEEN SHOT (saw that one coming, why else would he be there). dont worry he's fine guys. no stakes

YAS Tara. There's that steel. I missed that steel.

JJ and Sydney. Classic mom to mom interview, right?

LOL they're begging Sydney to help them find David Rossi, that annoying old dude that accosted her in the cereal aisle.

in my opinion this episode has a weird denouement energy. like...it didn't feel climactic even in the shootout scene. maybe on rewatch

it's really too bad that me and the CME showrunner(s) have such a disagreement on what parts of this show/world are worth expanding upon. the emotional beats/storyline with Elias and family are fine. They are kind of interesting even. More interesting to me than plenty of the 300 some previous unsubs. but...a simple 2 minutes scene of Emily Prentiss in her own home? I would dine on that for weeks, months, years. it's all about priorities. I get it. I've been thinking about that - about the fact that I have not been watching the same show they've been making. I mean...literally I have. But that's how art works in some sense. someone creates a thing, and I encounter that thing, engage with it. I bring whatever I bring to the encounter, and walk away having had an experience that the original creator *might* have intended in and might not, depending on how you define that. maybe we're ships passing in the night. i'm sure i'm not articulating this very well. it's almost 3 a.m. here.

good news for the Tyler dislikers out there

Rossi now that you're back at the BAU the first thing you better be doing is groveling at Emily Prentiss's feet and apologizing for your behavior sir.

oh, BIG HUG! *heart eyes*

oh my GOD I am just CACKLING WITH LAUGHTER. Emily Prentiss big embrace to Mr. JJ, Will Lamontagne Jr. INCREDIBLE. IN-CRED-IBLE!!!!!!! this kind of comedy is...I don't have words for it. it's like...a teeny tiny version of what I imagine that Supernatural Nov 5 Emotion was like. I witnessed but did not feel that feel. but this might be a related feel.

aw Bailey. you join the dead agents wall. aw Emily - big sigh. sweet sad face. couldn't love you more.

yesssss, I have collected yet another line spoken between JJ and Emily that is not case-related!! (I think I am up to 2? 3?). "your eulogy was beautiful". classic jemily right there!

Prentiss cogs still turning

LOL calling Bailey a "comrade-in-arms" sorry it's just funny that this is supposed to have real emotional weight. I get it that it has weight for the team; but the audience...we barely knew ye Doug Noodle.

not lost on me that we're winding down on the "couples" here. Pen & Luke; Will & JJ; Tara & Emily lol

JJ's line to Will "I have a confession to make...I liked it a lot better when I didn't have to see you in the line of fire." Wow, groundbreaking confession there. I mean...we already know this. Not only is that, like, a very normal sentiment regarding someone you love, but also remember Hit/Run? I do really enjoy JJ insulting her husband. "yeah, well next time don't get shot [idiot]" I like that as part of their dynamic. it feels authentic to JJ in some way. she does that sarcastic thing.

GOD I wanted SO HARD to see Voit's shoes, which I assume were government issued dirty orange Crocs

y'all, so help me, I liked this season. I like that it's given me more raw material to work with, I guess. I LOVE that it gave me silver fox Prentiss. The ham-handedness and bad writing and pacing issues and all of that are clear weaknesses that are also pretty clear carry overs from the original run. No shock or surprise there, and I am (too) forgiving, especially because they have genuinely tried to do something new-ish. Did they succeed? I mean. yeah. Did they succeed *well*? Not really.

As for the ending...they set themselves up for the new season, enough intrigue to get me to keep watching (I would have anyway because i somewhat embarrassingly have ONE priority). It feels like some secret spy shit, which I can only hope means *something* in terms of call backs to Emily's secret spy shit days (it won't since this isn't the Emily Prentiss show, which I will always be sad about).

I cannot bring myself to be mad about various choices like Garcia's characterization, the JJ and Emily situation such as it isn't, even Rebecca. I think the door is still open for Rebecca to be part of the story moving forward. The Garcia character assassination is...well it is jarring and still feels oddly simplistic to me, though I think they are aiming for complexity. I am still waiting on some real consequences / real accountability for her and I'm not sure I'll ever be satisfied in that arena. She admitted in the finale that she fell back into old patterns, and Luke joked that if people didn't do that they'd be out of a job, with the hilarious implication that PG's bad relationship habits are comparable to...serial killer shit. Adam Rodriguez stays giving a really enjoyable performance as a man who loves this woman honestly more than seems wise - he is getting his heart stepped on but won't abandon her. And I don't know that he's necessarily pining, so much as he is committed to being her friend despite her carelessness. I am mad that Luke didn't get much of anything of his own this season.

I hope the folks creating CME take some time to do a critical post-mortem. I hope they're not just patting themselves on the back. I generally appreciate what they're trying to do, but I want them to figure out how to do it better.

[acnh-x-reader]

i'm kind of new to this, but maybe something with that date promised to Isabelle? Ice cream or Brewster's? sorry, i don't have a ton of ideas but i loved the Isabelle x reader story you wrote about getting her to go home and rest. so happy i found your tumblr!

Omigosh thank you! Haha I was looking for an excuse to do something with Isabelle again, so this is perfect! I don't love the original but I'm glad you do haha - Enjoy! P.S: does anyone else miss Brewster's? The feature where you could work there was so unique!  -Author Jam "Oh, you're a little early - not that I mind, of course, I was already ready to go - err, not to seem..." Isabelle trailed off, and you laughed. "No, no, it's fine! I was excited, so sorry if I'm here too soon," you said, and she shook her head with a smile, "I'm excited too. Let me grab my bag and then we'll be off." You stood in the doorway, trying your best not to look like you were peeking around inside of her house - it was small, like she'd never even considered asking Nook for an expansion; you didn't blame her, you were still paying off your own gigantic loan. Regardless, it was nice; even cute, with a lot more pastel colors than what you would have expected of her, and you could swear you heard Space K.K playing faintly in the background, which wasn't a terribly unfit choice. You were still pondering her musical choices when she stepped up to you, purse under arm. "Well," she said with a smile that you returned, "Let's go. I could do with a cup of coffee right about now, I skipped mine this morning. I guess I'm a little bit of a scatterbrain, I woke up late too..." Chuckling at her clumsy nature, you shook your head and offered her an arm, which she gladly linked her own with.  As you walked about the 'sidewalk', you took note that she seemed to have made an extra effort. She had exchanged her usual professional-ish getup of a button-up and skirt with a more flowy looking dotted green dress with a brown belt about the hip and a puffy, flowy skirt; the ensemble being complimented by white socks and black mary-janes. Even her hair tie was swapped out! The previously red simple tie was replaced with a white ribbon that was tied into a bow at the back. You found the ensemble quite cute, not that anyone was in need of knowing so. As you walked up to Brewster's, the newest cafe on the island, she turned her head to look and you and gave a soft smile, which you returned, a moment later dramatically opening the door for her and giving her a playful wink, to which she giggled at and humored you with a curtsey before stepped inside, with you following behind. As you got your orders and sat at a table, she looked across at you, shyly stirring her coffee long after the milk was mixed in. "Thank you for caring enough to take me out," she said, and before you could reply she giggled bashfully and giggled, "I don't get out very often, so sorry if I seem a bit unsociable. I promise I am thankful." There she went apologizing again!  You took her spare hand, and she sucked in a breath and looked at you with rosy cheeks. "Come on, Isabelle, you don't have to keep thanking me and apologizing for being yourself. Don't worry, I don't think negatively of you. I'm glad you're getting out of that office, though. Nook must get tiring for a while," you said, and she laughed, covering her mouth politely. "Maybe a little bit," she said, looking off to the side, and you both laughed, looking back at each other fondly.

[castpeve]

The Eden Club was a hellhole, but it was better than running away from the police as a deviant. You weren't everyone's first choice, but not unpopular either. The only moment of escape rA9 gave you was when a snobby man rented you a chance to run from the club, along with his android, to find Jericho.

A/N: ok first two chapters probs won't have interactions with the og dbh characters since i dont want the story to be escalating too quickly. first two chaps are just an introduction to the reader and a few minor characters i made up (and maybe sneak a main character in, wink), i hope you guys dont mind !!

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"Purchase confirmed." The tube slid open, "Eden club wishes you a pleasant experience." The man chuckled, throwing the old, ugly trenchcoat at the android. "Y/n...Eh? All yours, Matt. Ye Bastard." She stood there, perplexed, seeing the man walk out of the club, the Android accompanying him tilted his head, signalling that the Traci should follow.

She didn't know what else to do but do what she thought she was supposed to, after all, no one has ever purchased her for a whole night before. Was this safe? Was this allowed? She didn't know, but the man who bought her looked like a minted man, and the WR600 which followed certainly didn't look like the average model. Yes, it had the iconic blond hair and thin face, yet it had bright, grey-ish blue eyes and countless freckles splattered across it's face. It was also suited in grey trousers and what looked like a white long-sleeved button up shirt under a black hoodie, the Traci, or Y/n, still stood there in front of the closing tube. 'Matt' sighed, walking back to Y/n and grabbed the trenchcoat, helping her to wear it. She was inexperienced with putting on clothes more than revealing black undergarments, only knowing how to take them off.

"Hello, I'm Matthew. Err.. Y/n. Please follow me." He gave a half smile, turning his back at her and she followed. The music slowly faded into the distance as they exit the vibrantly coloured club, the cold climate made Y/n thankful she was given the coat. Even if she was designed to not be bothered by the cold...Or heat, or temperature. After all, she was just a plastic toy to be fucked.

Matthew opened the car door, gesturing her to come in. She did so silently, the awkward atmosphere immediately consuming her. The other android followed, and the car started. "Almost thought you two screwed in the club, heh." The old man laughed, despite looking rich he still drove an old sports car, not the self-driving vehicles that became the ordinary. The car blasted music, seemingly from 2018. They all sat in silence as the car drove, away from the bustling streets of Detroit and into...One of the richer sides of the city. "Get out." The man mumbled, Matthew left the front and opened the door for Y/n, who nervously stood up, out of the sports car. They entered the Apartment complex, Y/n trailing behind Matthew's tall figure the whole walk. They arrived at the elevator, which was quite spacious, the walls decorated with mirrors and mellifluous piano music filled the small space. "So," The man started, stuffing his hands into his beige jacket. "Watcha think of it, Matt? Want me to work late so you two could have some private?" Matthew turned his head to the side, his ears showed a faint blue. "Please, mr. Hutton. I never asked for a Traci.."  He responded in a small voice. "Overworked cunt, ye know you should take a break. Stop workin' and watchin' over Collie like ye life depended on it, Oliver's there for that." Mr. Hutton's thickly voice sounded extremely like the plummy men Y/n had to endure. She stood awkwardly at the side, maintaining her posture. She was admittedly more attractive than all the other Traci's, but made her a bit overpriced. If lonely men hadn't drunkenly spent their money on sex androids, then maybe they had the slimmest chance of being able to afford her. The elevator briefly stopped, Mr. Hutton stepped out as the two androids followed, Y/n still trailing behind Matthew like a lost puppy.

Y/n's theory of Mr. Hutton being a minted man was correct, the bloke lived in a penthouse. And with his mention of a droid named 'Oliver', showed that Matthew wasn't the only bot he owned. Hutton locked the doors, taking off his jacket and immediately heading towards a room. "I'll be in my office, if anything malfunctions about Y/n, Matt, just tell Oliver to tell me. 'Cuz I don't want to smell Android sex." He chuckled, yawning right after. Matthew pressed his lips together, looking annoyed. "I'm sorry, Y/n. You don't need to do the...Thing. Take this as a break from the usual, ehh...Sexy moments you take nightly?" He simpered, taking off the hoodie, briefly revealing the white button up. Y/n could tell the android was a deviant, she herself was one. "I..I know you feel awkward. You don't usually have any robotic clients, yeah? Just, we can hang out in my own...Shared room with two other androids. All of us are deviants, Mr. Hutton doesn't have the heart to report and we don't have the heart to do anything deviant-y. Two others are busy doing whatever." Y/n still followed the Blond sheepishly, taking in the warm coloured interior contrasting from the bright, neon lights of the club she's always been in.

Matthew's room felt significantly colder than the living room, yet the room still had the same warm aesthetic as the rest of the penthouse, accompanied with three twin beds, night stands seperating each of them. They were treated as if they were humans, which wasn't a typical perk humans give to servant androids. Hutton must be incredibly warm-hearted to spend this much for androids. She mumbled a small "Thank you," almost seemingly like a whisper. He plopped down his bed, she assumed, and turned on the TV, situated in the middle of the room on a small, black wooden table filled with various magazines and such. She realized that Matthew isn't going to make the first move any soon, and her main purpose was to satisfy customers. But she was a deviant, she didn't have to give in the club's greedy orders. "You can go and make yourself at home, for the time being. Until you can go back and settle in the tube thing you live in, oh that must be uncomfortable, isn't it? Oh you probably don't wanna be reminded. Oh, uh..." He trailed off, hiding his face behind his hands, the blue hue returning to his face. Boy wasn't used to being with other androids, female androids.

Y/n stiffled a laugh, "It's ok, sir." The corner of her mouth quirking up, "Certainly we can enjoy the night, though?" His eyes widened, "W-wait are you actually willing to do it?? I...Was I programmed for this..." He stuttered, shifting his glance all around the room. She cracked up, laughter echoing in the secluded room. "No, you little cutie, spend it however you want. Whatever you wanna do.." She sat down next to his bed, making Matthew sit up. If he was a human, he'd be a hot flustered mess. Frankly, she didn't imagine doing it with the boy. Something about him turned her off, not in a bad way, but in a way that she'd rather do something else than ride it all night. They have a night to spend, and that night isn't going to be spent throwing nervous exchanges at eachother. "Maybe get to know eachother? What do you like?" Seems like Y/n has the upper hand.

"Wha— Well," His LED turned yellow, which she hadn't paid much attention to. "I like doing new stuff. It's exciting." He grinned apologetically, being a shy wreck. Y/n scanned through her options, thinking about what to ask the man next. She subtly took off the trenchcoat, despite the cold temperature, it was ugly and reeked. She obviously wasn't given anything else, so all she wore was the iconic black EDEN CLUB undergarments. Despite being an android, programmed to work and not to feel, he acted like such a human. If he would remove the LED, she would be convinced Matthew was a normal human boy. And like a normal human boy, the blood rushed to his face, blue contrasting to his pale, synthetic, freckled skin, "Does this make you uncomfortable, sir?" She asked, tilting her head. Matthew shook his head, "I'm quite fine. Call me Matt, or Matthew, uhhh I-D-K."

Y/n's LED flashed yellow, "I-D-K? What does that mean?" She asked, genuinely. "Err, I don't know."

"What? then why did you use it if you didn't know?" She tilted her head in confusion, the concept of internet slang was foreign to her. "Wait, nooo......" He lightly chuckled, "It means that I don't know an answer to something." The tension lightened up a little, Matthew invited her to sit down next to the bed, offering her something to change into. It actually did make him uncomfortable, but, hey, he wanted to be polite.

"Do you have any shirts, please?" She giggled, "I-D-K, your choice, Matt." He looked back at her with wide eyes, soon a smile was plastered onto his face. "I can't believe I'm teaching another Android slang." He laughed, opening the clean, white closet. Well, one of the three. "I have, ehh, this one blue jacket, I think it would fit you. Frankly, I don't remember buying it but, it's convenient.. I guess." He picked up an indigo, red and white striped jacket that would look to small even for Matthew's rather thin build. She was confused as to why he had that in his closet but nodded, gesturing that she would be alright wearing it. Looked like it fit anyway.

He walked back to her and gently put the clothes on the white sheets, the TV still babbling in the background, about an AX400 running away from their home with a human child, the victim said to have been attacked along the way. Matthew spoke up, "They would probably find their way to Jericho, the two, I mean."

Y/n, who had just finished putting on the jacket, "J....Jericho?" she questioned, Matthew raised his artificial eyebrow. "Yes, Jericho. The place where fugitives, deviants run off to to be 'free'. I've wanted to go there but..." His LED turned yellow, "I...I g-guess I'm already content with my artificial life here.." She didn't know why he hesitated.

"Do you know where Jericho is?" She questioned, squinting at the TV, rambling about androids and Cyberlife and shite.

"Well...I've heard that there are clues. Clues that guide you to Jericho. Very few make it, I never made the risk. I didn't want to leave the safety of Mr. Hutton's home either." He tensed up, "You want to go there, don't you?" he started unbuttoning his long sleeve. "Will that be a bad idea?" She asked again, feeling that she's comfortable enough with Matthew to ask about whatever this Jericho thing is. "Likely."

He threw the shirt onto a nearby basket, leaving him with the grey trousers. Y/n's seen naked men, sometimes women, so this hadn't fazed her. unlike Matthew. He turned around, and mumbled a small "Oh." She gave a lopsided grin, before he turned around and grabbed a random shirt and some shorts along with it, "Excuse me!" He added quickly before dashing into the bathroom connected to the bedroom. Which gave her a chance to explore the room for a few moments.

The room was quite luxurious, real Birch wood was used as the floor, mostly being covered by a soft, white mat. one side had Thirium stains which concerned Y/n, but chose to ignore it. One wall was made of mostly glass, showcasing the dim buildings of Detroit; matching white curtains drawn.

The door swung open. "Hews, I'm sad to say that the tomatoes you grew sucked—" Another Android came in, an AP700, Y/n concluded, since she didn't see her come in, she looks like she had just come back from outside. The girls stared silently at eachother, before one of them spoke, breaking the silence; "I am thoroughly disappointed in you, Matthew—fucking—Hutton," She mumbled. Another android came in, sighing. "I told you."

[expatesque]

Hey! I'm a Cam student andnot having too much luck with vac schemes and I'm feeling really disheartened. Like I think I might not be interviewing well, because everything else in my application is fine. What do I do if I end up not getting anything?

Okay first: not getting something isn’t the end of the world. Only about half of the MC’s intake comes from the Vac Scheme so you’ve definitely still got a chance – a good chance – even if you don’t end up getting something. Some tips and advice under the cut…

So if you’re getting interviews and not schemes, you’re right, it probably is your interviewing that’s weak. Assuming you have or might have more interviews coming up, a few tips:

1. Basic things but they do make a difference: make sure you’re well and appropriately dressed. It can feel like a massive pain to have to buy something just for an interview but I’ve always felt that the confidence boost was worth the blow to my bank account. You only need one outfit, but make sure it’s a good one. Keep in mind that the law dress code is incredibly strict so remember, no bright colors, nothing too tight, nothing too short (if you’re wearing a skirt/dress, it should cover your knees when sitting down), nothing too loud, jewelry minimal and sophisticated, makeup done but nothing bold (avoid loud lipsticks, intense eyeliner, etc). I know it seems silly but I know of people rejected for dress related reasons, so take it seriously. The other basic: make sure you’re arriving early so that you have time to collect yourself and don’t have to rush. Oh and take a look at the day’s top headlines on your way into the interview, they love to ask very topical questions. 

2. Commercial Awareness: obviously make sure your commercial awareness is up. There’s two types of commercial awareness and everyone always focuses on the first, but I think the second is probably most important. The first is reading the news, being up to date with business/economic shifts, etc. And that’s good, you’ll get asked about that. The second type is harder to learn but probably more pervasive. It’s thinking like a business owner; what are they worried about? What about X situation would be their main concern? Spoiler: it’s never the black letter law but actually the practical implications. ‘So this means I’ll have to fire 100 employees?’ ‘I’ll have to pay overtime?’ ‘I can’t open an office there?’ Make sure for all parts of the interview you’re coming back to the client and seeing it from their perspective, how it actually, practically impacts their business.

3. Confidence, not cockiness: People go both ways on this one, either coming off as shy and nervous or cocky and asshole-ish. You need to walk the line. Be sure in what you say, but always add in a touch of deference or self depreciation. If you’re in a group interview, make sure you’re not talking more than every 3 or so points. If someone else is being spoken over, bring attention to it (’I think Emily has a point she wants to make, Emily?’). If in doubt, be the numbers person (there’s almost always a budget on group tasks and no one ever seems to keep track of it; it’s a good way to stand out and show you’re practical – it’s usually just basic addition). Mostly, make sure you’re coming off as someone they’d like to work with: useful, focused, smart, friendly. 

4. Take a second, if you need one: Partners are intimidating, but try not to rush too fast into answering. It’s better to think things through than to get tangled up. They will not mind if you don’t launch into an answer right away. Along similar lines, I always take a drink if it’s offered; a sip of water is a really natural way to buy yourself more time.

5. Have your basic outlines memorized: Answering a question straight from memory often comes off as stiff, but having an outline to hang your answer on is invaluable. If you’re not a lawyer, you’ll almost certainly be asked ‘why law’ and how your degree relates to law (aka transferable skills). If you’re international, you’ll be asked why UK. You’ll definitely be asked ‘why X firm.’ Also you usually get asked ‘What’s a challenge in the business world facing X right now?’ and ‘Do you have any questions?’ It’s important to knock the questions that you know are coming out of the park, so have a friend review your answers with you. Answer them in practice like it’s the real thing; the more practice you get talking in Interview Voice™ the easier it’ll be to slip into it at the actual thing. 

Okay I think those are the main things, hopefully that’s helpful. Now onto what happens if you don’t get a vac scheme…

Having no work experience over 2nd year sort of disqualifies your from the MC firms, so if possible, get something. Ideally it’ll be law related (look for family contacts, even in areas of law unrelated to big commercial) but business is good too. I don’t know if the banking or consultancy applications have all closed yet, but those are really good to have under your belt. They get you thinking like a business person, show you’re versatile, and make sure you’re not wasting the summer. It is 100% possible to get a great law job without experience, but if you’re aiming for MC/white shoe American, you’re going to want something, anything. So if worst comes to worst, you want to get anything you can, don’t just spend the summer sleeping. 

Then you just apply for straight TCs in 3rd year. Yes it’s a pain and yes it stinks and is stressful but it’s worth doing. Figuring out the weakness in you application is important; conquering them is essential. Go to the careers service and ask for help. Talk to your friends who have jobs or are just good interviewers: run your answers by them as discussed above. Have your family ask you all sorts of questions and answer them in Interview Voice™. Go to the events that firms put on re: commercial awareness and look at the kind of answers they want. Apply widely. 

Good luck.