"It's not who you are that holds you back, it's who you think you are not."
Damon walked into employee work room, noticing the brown dust marks that covered his black boots. Good thing he didn't have any issues with dirt or grim or this would be a job from hell. Seeing that the small cluster of desks for the recycling commissioners were still all open, Damon plopped down his back pack and took a seat in the swivel chair.
Damon wasn't really one for decorating, or should he say making his desk more aesthetically pleasing. Opening up his back pack he took out his quill and ink, setting it down at the one corner of his desk, before pulling out a picture of him and Katerina and setting it down at the other corner. Next was his black calender that he placed right in the center of his desk. What more could he need, right?
Damon noticed another individual had come to set up his things as well, a Ranger from the look of it. Deciding it didn't hurt to get acquainted with the other members of the department, Damon slid out of his chair and calmly walked over to the man. "Hey, my name is Damon. Seeing as we're going to be Department buddies I thought it wouldn't hurt to introduce myself." Damon extended out his hand warmly.
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