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[Junniper]

Roleplay here, my lovelies.
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[Xylch]

Gorge Tuscaloosa shuffled into the cafe, walking relatively lightly for a creature as heavy as he was. He took a deep sniff and grins. His eyes swept slowly around the room, but they focused more on the people who are there eating than the food on their plates. He reacted to this by swatting his mouth with his fingers and shaking his head with a displeased grunt.


There was an empty table nearby. As he started moving toward it, he noticed a sign saying, "Please, wait to be seated." He went over and stood next to the sign, waiting with his hands behind his back, swaying slightly from side to side.

 

[PastelFeather]

Daisuke smiled as she heard the door of the cafe open. "Welcome ho-" she paused mid sentence as she realized the customer that had just entered was some strange creature (who she happened to think was incredibly handsome) she blushed slightly, and continued on with her sentence. "W-welcome home handsome I MEAN master! ~" she said, stuttering her words. She grabbed a menu from the hostess's console and looked the creature in the eyes. "W-Would you like a b-booth or a-a t-t-table." She was incredibly nervous, she has never seen a man this beautiful before.

 

[Xylch]

Mr. Tuscaloosa turned to the woman in the uniform who had greeted him. He looked her over slowly, from her head to her feet, then back at her face. Dabbing a bit of drool that had formed at the corner of his mouth away with his finger, he smiled at her and in a deep, resounding voice, he said, "Good day, miss."


He considered her question, then replied, "A booth would be nice." A moment later, he added, "Unless you would recommend a table, miss. Whichever is the least trouble for you will do."


@PastelFeather

 

[Alstromeria]

Rifty stepped into the caffe like he usually did. No alcohol. Well, they did serve beer. Dammit, he wished they had more alcohol. Pshh. Rifty cracked one of his knuckles as he stood by the "wait to be seated" sign like he usually did, running a hand though his scarlet-red hair and exhailing loudly. He was glad he had the government of his back for awhile, and at least his face wasn't in too much of the news. Fat lot of good it did since his hair and outfit were always red as... Not blood, exactly, but pretty close. Folding his arms and accidentially making eye contact with another customer, he blatently returned the stare until the man dropped his gaze. 'That's right.' Rifty thought to himself, waiting to be served.

 

[Junniper]

Yasu peeked his head out from the back room, slightly adjusting his skirt. He was ready for this. Ready to fool some unfortunate customer into thinking he was female. He slightly grinned at this devious idea, and walked into the main room. Slightly adjusting his posture, he glanced at the line of customers, examining each one. There sure was a large variety of different.. beings.

 

[PastelFeather]

She sat the man down at a booth near a window, which happened to have a nice view of the street, and the people walking along it. "You're waitress will be with you in a moment!" She said enthusiastically with a smile on her lips and blush on her cheeks. She then proceeded to hand the man a menu, and walk back to the hostess's stand. "Welcome sir!" She muttered shyly to the devilish looking man who was standing by the door. She recognized him, she has seen him in the cafe before. She recalls seeing him somewhere else before, but quickly disregards it as she hands the scarlet haired man a menu. "Booth or Table?" She asked with a smile.

 

[mkuchiha]

Garcia's cruised inside the shop with a smile on his face, and a bag containing his lunch clutched tightly in his hand. He checked his watch, and his smile widened. '9:30 am'. He was right on time, he jogged to the employee lounge and placed his bag and his phone on the counter.


He then jogged out, and pulled on an apron. "Time for work," He said, the three words boosting his already good mood to a high.


He looked around for a customer and saw one, a familiar one albeit, waiting to be seated.


He made his way towards the customer and grinned, "Hello their, Rifty-chan. Long time no see. Which would you prefer a booth or a table?"

 

[mkuchiha]

Garcias frowned, their was already a maid waiting on her. He apologized and backed away, "Sorry, Rifty-chan, I didn't see that you were already being waited on."


As he walked away to look for another customer, he smiled at Daisuke and nodded. "Hello their, Suke-hime."

 

[Junniper]

Yasu sat down in a chair, tapping his fingers on the table accompanying it. He tucked a piece of hair behind his ear, wearing a bored expression.


'Damn, when will these people come to notice my level of cuteness? Not very guy can pull this off. They need to appreciate this piece of eye-candy that's sitting directly in front of them!' He thought, puffing out his cheeks.

 

[Alstromeria]

Rifty jerked his chin understandingly at Garcias as was his normal cue for dismissal. He didn't mind being interupted, but it set him off under important situations. Nothing too important here, just his lunch. "My normal place, end of the counter." Rifty replied gruffly to Dasuke, "I'll have the usual." Handing her back the menu, as he had no need for it, Rifty stepped over to the counter in his specified place and sat down, hooking one leg around the stool, the other stretched out.


His usual was the grilled chicken dish with a side of mixed vegatables, as well as applesauce. He was glad they had applesauce. For a drink, he'd decide later, it changed depending on the type of mood he was in. At least this place had nice red tablecloths. He didn't like to sit At a table, he just liked to look at the color. He let his gaze rest on an empty table and waited for his meal.

 

[mkuchiha]

With no customers to serve and nothing to do, Garcias decided to go hang out at the Employee lounge area. As he entered, he slid in his ID card and took one of his fifteen minute breaks. After doing so, he entered the break room, and grabbed his lunch bag and fished around for a granola bar. After finding it, he dragged a seat to the counter, sat down, and pulled out his phone looking for recent calls or messages.


Their was only two missed calls, and about one message, all two the calls from his dad and the message from his mom.


He tapped the message icon and decided to read his moms message first.


'Hey honey. Ur dad has been calling u nonstop. pickup ur phone. love you.'


He sighed, he hated talking to his dad, but nonetheless he picked up the phone. His dad answered at the first ring.


"Where the hell are you?! Haven't you seen any of my calls!" His dad sounded mad, so he put on his good son voice.


"Sorry, dad. My phone had ran out of battery. It just now finished charging." He lied. He didn't want his father to know he worked at the cafe, because he knew he'd disapprove and pester him on working at his business.


"Why is you're phone always out of battery when I call? Are you lying to me?" His dad barked.


He cursed under his breath, "No dad. I'm sorry it's just an old phone and uh.. I guess I need to find another one."


Thankfully, his dad switched to another, albeit touchy topic. "So have you found a job?"


He quickly regretted the topic change, "Uh, no. I'm still looking, but I don't have a job at the moment."

 

[Junniper]

He scanned around the room once more, trying to cook up a way to entertain himself. He spotted a very.. red customer, who seemed to be just sitting and waiting. Now was the time Mister Hayashi would get to take action, and have a little bit of fun. He stood up and teased his wig, ready for the situation he was planning to set up for himself. He then walked over to the man, and poked his back.

 

[sprouhtt]

Asami was a bit late to work which never happens so she dashed out of bed and got ready and headed to work. Asami got to work and she checked in and put on her uniform to begin work, she tried looking for customers to help but couldn't find any.

 

[Xylch]

Mr. Tuscaloosa nodded to the woman. "Thank you, miss."


As he slid into the booth, he held his breath, since it was a rather tight fit. Once he was seated, he stretched out his arms and blinked several times as he looked at the menu. After a few moments, he put the menu down, reached into his pocket and took out a pair of pince-nez glasses. With these on, he looked back at the menu and smiled. He continued studying the menu, occasionally looking over the top of his glasses at the people passing in the street, as he waited for someone to take his order.

 

[sprouhtt]

Asami saw a goblin walk in and took a seat at one of the booths, Asami was a bit afraid of them but a part of her thought they were so adorable just because of their height but she wasn't the one to judge. "Hello sir welcome to our cafe, my name is Asami how may I serve you?" She asked him as she took out her small notepad and pink pen to take down his order. @Xylch

 

[Alstromeria]

@Junniper


After feeling the offending finger prod his back, Rifty whirled around and siezed it by the wrist with almost superhuman speed. His eyes smouldered, his teeth clenched in a more offending pattern than his usual cocky grin. "Don't. Touch." He growled, tossing the hand aside, amber eyes locking with the person it belonged to.


Now, Rifty didn't always act so violently to being poked. But he'd gone through too many "doctors" in the past three years to tolerate much examination. Too many questions, too much of the government... Too many needles. He considered apologizing, or at least erasing the incident in his head, but further observation of the person the hand belonged to made him think otherwise. Damn. That was one ugly woman.


"Seeing as I don't have my food yet, you must not know what I usually order," Rifty glowered at the waitress, tapping two of his knuckles gently on the counter just enough to make an audible *plunk* noise, "Grilled chicken and mixed vegatables." He turned around and folded his arms across the counter, then glanced over his shoulder. "Oh, and coffee. Black as you can get it." Rifty would rather have alcohol, but this cafe didn't serve much in the ways of booze. And coffee was something hot, all the better to put some fire in you.

 

[mkuchiha]

Much of the conversation with his dad, involved a lot of apologizing and lecturing. When his dad finally hung up, Garcias checked the call duration. The whole 'talk' with his dad lasted almost half an hour. He had only checked for a fifteen minute break. He sighed, knowing that his paycheck would get reduced quite a bit. What infuriated him even more was that his perfect record had been tainted, rather than the cut in his paycheck. He stood up and stretched, before crumpling his lunch bag and shooting it into a trashcan.


"Now, back to work." @Anyone?!

 

[Xylch]

Mr. Tuscaloosa smiled pleasantly at the waitress. "Tell me, Miss Asami, would it be possible to get the roasted chicken. I know it is rather early in the day for that, but I find it rather appealing at the moment." He glanced at the menu once more, then placed it on the table. "Three would do rather nicely, if it is not too much bother."


He turned to Asami, staring somewhat intently and quietly smacked his lips, then he quickly looked down and muttered, almost to himself, "No, no, the chicken...think about chicken."


@sprouhtt

 

[Junniper]

He titled his head.


"H-Hey! Don't suddenly grab people like that!" Yasu spat out, crossing his arms. "It's also polite to say 'thank you' or 'please' when you order! Have you no manners?"


He puffed out his cheeks once more, slightly beginning to sway his hips side-to-side, causing his skirt to sway as well.

 

[Alstromeria]

Rifty shrugged and resumed his earlier position sitting over the counter, folding his arms and hunching his shoulders. "Pshh. I don't get paid to be polite, I get paid to get things done." Rifty jerked his chin at the audacious waitress, who seemed to be wiggling with discomfort. "Every time someone touches me with something, they decrease the chance of ever getting it back. Limbs are no different. Keep that in mind." Rifty said, referencing the poke in his back.


The woman behind the counter fulfilled his order for coffee, and plunked a glass in front of him. Rifty nodded his thanks and stuck two of his fingers in the little handle. He took a sip, swallowed, and almost let out a sigh of relief in doing so. He asked for black coffee, they gave him BLACK coffee. At least one person here did their job correctly.

 

[sprouhtt]

Mr. Tuscaloosa smiled pleasantly at the waitress. "Tell me, Miss Asami, would it be possible to get the roasted chicken. I know it is rather early in the day for that, but I find it rather appealing at the moment." He glanced at the menu once more, then placed it on the table. "Three would do rather nicely, if it is not too much bother."
He turned to Asami, staring somewhat intently and quietly smacked his lips, then he quickly looked down and muttered, almost to himself, "No, no, the chicken...think about chicken."


@sprouhtt

"Okay, is that all?" She asked him as she wrote it down in her notepad. Asami looked up from her notepad when he started staring at her like she was dinner, she backed up a bit but didn't let the thought get to her. Asami looked back down at her notepad and saw that he wanted three orders of the roasted chicken. He sure could eat but she guessed it was typical for a goblin to eat that much.

 

[Junniper]

"I-I'm sure if you injured an employee, then you'd get banned from the restaurant." Yasu replied in a slightly flustered manner. He straightened his posture, trying took look a little taller. He wasn't exactly tall in height, but he wasn't short, either. "I'm also sure people can't rip off limbs bare-handed! It's impossible!"

 

[Xylch]

Mr. Tuscaloosa nodded. "Yes, Miss Asami, I think three chickens should be sufficient. I have some rather important negotiating I expect to do today and a little bit of hunger keeps the mind sharp." He clasped his hands together and rested them on the table. "It is not the sort of day when I should be eating anyone large...I mean, anything larger than that."


@sprouhtt

 

[Alstromeria]

Rifty had had it. This kid had it coming. He closed his eyes and took a sip of his coffee after the kid's sentance "You'd get banned from the restauraunt." and came back with "That's funny, it only takes a customer complaint to get an employee banned from a restaraunt." Rifty took another long drag from the scalding hot liquid in his mug and tried to tune the annoying waitress out. It almost worked. "People can't rip off limbs bare-handed! It's impossible!"


Again, Rifty's blinding speed came into play. His knife, which was usually safely tucked in its sheath under his vest, was almost immediately thrust into the counter. A noise, quite loud, and a mix between a *SMACK* and a *THUD* broke like a cannonshot across the relatively quiet cafe. "And WHAT makes yeh think I'll do it BAREHANDED?!?!" Rifty half-laughed, half-barked loudly, his more city-ish accent coming out in comparrison to the calm, reserved tone he usually spoke in. His eyes flashed brightly, his teeth shone in that wild, cocky smile of his. Almost baring them as an animal does in a challenge. "I suppose yeh'll kick me out for carrying a concealed weapon now?" Rifty chuckled, "Well, ya can't. No sign or policy prohibiting weapons from where I can see. And I've got my papers." Un-plucking his knife from the counter, and spinning it over in his hand with the finess and expertise of someone who knew how to use one, he stared across his flashing white teeth with those strange amber eyes. They weren't threatening. They weren't flaming, they didn't pierce you to your soul. But they did something else that was a bit more terrifying. They were inviting, like a wolves as he eyed up a tender little lamb.


Rifty looked that way now at the waitress who had managed to get him just a tad peeved. "Now I'd run along and go about yeh business. I've only been in this area about six months, but that's PLENTY of time for even half-intelligent people to realize they need to stay outta my way."