[Law]

Hawke was starting his day looking down on his desk at the application he had started to fill out for an assistant position at some large company in the area. He was rather surprised that he could manage to meet the requirements for the job, so he definitely jumped at the chance for the position. His hands gently pulled his tie tightly around his neck, and straightened it out to match the suit he had dressed himself in. His body was dressed in a nice black suit. Dress pants, a dark red collared shirt, a nice formal jacket, a skinny black tie around his neck, his iron finger guard on his right hand, and he necklace from his childhood tucked down under his shirt. He combed his long black hair guiding the tool down to the tips of his hair that ended at the tip of his nose. It would not straighten out perfectly, and the sides stayed curled somewhat so he eventually gave up after trying to fix it for thirty minutes. He just let the front of his hair droop down in front of his light green eyes for now feeling a little unprofessional for it,, but he could not get it to do anything else. He grabbed hold of the application from his desk, and gave himself a few encouraging words.

"Okay lets get this done. There is no way they'll turn you away. No way at all. We qualify for the position, and have no reason to not be hired. Okay lets go."

His feet began to guide him out the front door, and over to the sidewalk starting to walk down the road to the company because he lacked a motor vehicle. It was a rather long distance, but he had to get it done because he needed some work. After about an hour of walking in the heat he managed to reach the office building tired, and unable to breath to well thinking maybe it was a bad idea to work. He started to catch his breath, and leaned back looking up at the building lost in thought as everyone else walked by him in and out of the building.