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@mer.aisava; video
Aug. 7th, 2018 05:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
secretarialhand[When the video feed turns on, it shows a pale young elven man with an extremely calm demeanor, sitting at a desk made of heavy, dark wood, and anyone who's been to Gramarye Magic Research will recognize that wallpaper. His hands are folded neatly in front of himself, and he's dressed in a simple blue tunic, pierced ears lifted, alert and attentive.
Lifting his chin slightly, he pins the camera with a serious expression.]
Our name is Csevet Aisava, and we have recently been placed in charge of administrative tasks at Gramarye Magic Research.
[A pause.]
It is clear that whoever preceded us in this position was far more invested in research than paperwork. We would like to request that any in the employ of the Research Center please turn in copies of all necessary receipts and reports since...
[Another pause, and he lifts a hand to shift a paper into better view.]
...January first.
They may be left at our desk, or submitted by mail or electronically.
[That last word sounds awkward, as if he's only said it a handful of times in his life and doesn't entirely understand what it means. Csevet hates not entirely understanding things, and there's an undercurrent of that as well, his ears pulling back against his head a little.]
Our thanks.
Lifting his chin slightly, he pins the camera with a serious expression.]
Our name is Csevet Aisava, and we have recently been placed in charge of administrative tasks at Gramarye Magic Research.
[A pause.]
It is clear that whoever preceded us in this position was far more invested in research than paperwork. We would like to request that any in the employ of the Research Center please turn in copies of all necessary receipts and reports since...
[Another pause, and he lifts a hand to shift a paper into better view.]
...January first.
They may be left at our desk, or submitted by mail or electronically.
[That last word sounds awkward, as if he's only said it a handful of times in his life and doesn't entirely understand what it means. Csevet hates not entirely understanding things, and there's an undercurrent of that as well, his ears pulling back against his head a little.]
Our thanks.
