The door opens and in the door opening a silhouette of a masculine man carrying a duffel-bag is seen against the bright sunlight piercing in. The man looks down the corridor, clearly not familiar to the building. The door closes behind him as he starts making his way along the different doors he passes, glancing at the nametags on the door to see if he finds something or somebody that can help him.
Halfway through the corridor he notices a man pinning something a bulletin board. As he approaches he feels a cold chill running down his spine making him hesitate for a split second and dropping his duffel-bag. He gets hold of himself again and steps up to the man, extending his hand to greet him.
Cartouschke: Hey there...The other man looks at him and doesn't take the hand offered to him, he just nods. Cartouschke looks surprised but never the less begins his conversation with the man.
Cartouschke: Okay... say, can you tell me where I can find the Manager of this place. I was told he was looking for wrestlers and I like to offer him my services. I'm kind of new here and...Before Cartouschke can finish his sentence the man points to a door at the end of the corridor and then turns around and walks away. Cartouschke raises his eyebrow and shrugs his shoulders. He grabs his bag and makes his way to the end of the corridor. He stops at a door which was pointed to him and knocks. Since nobody answers he tries to open the door but finds it locked. Not knowing where to go, he puts down his bag and sits himself down on top of it.
Cartouschke: Guess I'll just have to wait for the Manager to come back... OOC: Since I want the manager to come and hire me does somebody need/care to RP the part of the manager? Don't want to start my debut godmodding