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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine- [an Anya Clarieaux Six]

Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

This is the Doctrine’s contribution to the Six Sentence Story bloghop.

Hosted by Denise, constrained by a sentence limit (high and low) of six, there are worse ways to spend the remaining time you have on earth.

Previously…

Prompt word:

CROSS

“Please, before you continue your explanation of how Mr. St. Loreto is very busy and not currently available, listen to me carefully. I’ve been behind your desk in reception not so long ago and one of the most valuable lessons I learned was: to get ahead you need to think outside the box, that, and be willing to take chances.”

Turning away from the Lake Michigan side of her office, Anya Claireaux faced the opposite wall and a single 97-inch OLED consisting of a mosaic of tiles that, judging from the natural light through windows showing in the feed, made it obvious that points all over the globe were represented. With the touch of a key and the click of a mouse, one tile grew to claim the middle fifty percent of the display, in it: an office reception area, a desk and a young woman biting her thumbnail; behind her a window looked down on palm trees, sunshine and enough turquoise to bring a summer smile.

“I don’t mean to sound cross, and be sure your recorder is on for this next, it will be useful in your unemployment claim, relay this to your boss: ‘I fuckin’ care if Mr. St Loreto is busy, pull down the shades, turn off the lights, cover him with a goddamn blanket for all I care, just get him on this line.’

And check your email, you’ll find a gift certificate to Neo Nails Brickell, a girl needs to splurge on herself every now and then, and I’ll hold,” Anya smiled as she genuinely enjoyed all aspects of her work.

 

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Well, what exactly do you want to know? Whether I am a clark or a scott or roger? If you have to ask, then you need to keep reading the Posts for two reasons: a)to get a clear enough understanding to be able to make the determination of which type I am and 2) to realize that by definition I am all three.* *which is true for you as well, all three...but mostly one

Comments

  1. Frank Hubeny says:

    It looks like Anya is even going to get her nails done. I wonder why she needs St. Loreto, but that just leaves an opening for the tale to continue.

  2. Violet Lentz says:

    As if a woman could be bought off with a simple token frivolity like getting her nails done! The audacity! hehehehe

  3. Chris Hall says:

    Very useful to know what time it is anywhere in the world. Also just clicking a mouse here as well, since the time is shown on that laptop!

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      Yeah, Anya runs the Omni Corporation (even though there is a real/male/patrician-looking guy with the title CEO) from her unmarked office with her title of Executive Administrative Assistant.
      she crazy!

  4. Liz H-H says:

    Ah! The sweet allure of true power and surveillance technology. Clever & I wish I’d thought of it!

  5. Misky says:

    This woman could teach predators how to be predators.

  6. I get the feeling she will talk to him one way or another, and he might not like the other.

  7. Expected Anya would get the lowdown on Cyrus St. Loreto, she made that clear –
    “… cover him with a goddamn blanket for all I care…”, but what does she really know about him?
    Look forward to their meeting.

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