Jansu rolled his eyes as more applicants tossed their applications at the ladies at the front who where in a panic to keep the over filled front of the building calm with so many women in there ready to kill one another for the one spot that had open up. Every application he got fell into two category. The girls that knew fashion and would kill for it and the girls who where here to be here. Most not because they really wanted to just because it was a job for some. He shut his door locking even the assistance out not taking any more application. He was rather appalled by the idea of having to go threw this. He wanted to just leave this mess to Markus to clean up since he was the reason why they where in this mess. Though the way he was going he wouldn't be a threat or a nuisance long. He walked to his window that over looked the square as he watched the people move. He closed his eyes as he turned hearing a knocking at his door as one of the girls from the front desk stepped in. "Go ahead I know She is here let the fashion show begin. Do not let that man near that place tell the security he is forbidden to step foot here or there do I make myself clear." He said as he watched the young woman bow and hurry to do as he asked. He stood there till he knew that there where no more of the crazed women left in the building and used his own exit to the warehouse just behind the building. He walked in as he took his spot at the end of the run way along with a panel of the worlds top fashion designers. All looking to him and to Rule or Fox as she was known to the world as.


Rule stepped out of her over sized black car as she gave a bow to her driver who had open the door for her. She could tell she was back in America with all the smells and sounds. She slowly made her way to the building where she saw the mass gathering of females of all ages,races, and cultures. The very reason she was even here gathered right before her as she walked to the large glass doors as two men rushed to open both doors for her. She walked in as she felt the eyes in the room all turn to her. She would admit her out fit and red and orange hair did demand attention. "Good day ladies and gentleman." She said as she gave a nod to the few members of staff that where apparently male. She spoke in a heavy European accented tone. "You should be ashamed of yourselves causing the staff here so much worry. Now you will form a line and follow the gentleman here. You will go and get dressed by the designers that chooses you. IF you are not chosen then you will be escorted out. You will do this in a orderly fashion or you all will be dismissed." She said as she turned and walked with the man leading them.