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Sushi Frenzy; Open all
Topic Started: Sep 7 2004, 09:38 PM (276 Views)
Silver Wind
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Clair walked into the lunchroom. He had been longing for food of home. He walked up to the counter. "I would like some sushi and make it snappy." The cooks gave him sushi and he looked at it. It looked like someone barffed it up. "What the hell is this, I wanted sushi not barf." The cooks looked at him and at the food. "That is sushi," said the cook. Clair back up a few feet and threw the plate at the cooks. "That is no fucking sushi, I'm half Japanese and I know what it is." Clair pulled out Coal, his gun and held lazy out. "Now get me some sushi or the best dam italian food you got."
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AikoYumesho
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Aiko rushed hastily into the lunchroom, her lengthy locks of hair whirling, bending, and twisting about in all directions; in her arms, positioned civilly, rested her textbooks from the preceding classes. Making sure as to not permit the books to tumble down at the same time, she released them warily onto a half-preoccupied lunch table, disturbing the alarmed adolescents that seated there, babbling away. Hastening her way past struggling individuals she finally made it to the lunch line, gasping for chaste oxygen and aiming to select the ideal, flawless meal to fit her desires.

“Urm…I would like…” she gawked at the single meal they supplied today. “ Sushi…? Yes, sushi…and…more sushi?”

She beamed munificently when her miniature plate was overflowing with what she incapably ordered. In spite of the repulsive appearance of the sushi, it smelled fine. She stored her objective criticism deep inside, as to not disturb the cooks from what they most likely would identify as a job, more like severe, self-chosen labor when you had to persistently create repellent food over and over again.

Aiko halted immediately when a young male began screeching at the cooks because of their pitiable, foul cooking skills. Couldn’t he be more civil? Would he rather nothing? Hidden in a forever kept secret, Aiko hungered with all her might to disgrace him onto his own two knees, that would surely teach him a lesson, but instead she strutted up to him, still grasping firmly onto her lunch tray. She stared at him narrowly, as if it were a match to see who would blink first.

“Excuse me, maybe it would all work out perfectly if you went off to buy your own sushi. These cooks here made this sushi and they can’t make another couple just for you. Imagine all the work they put into it; would you rather take their place and cook for us?” she sniffed in disgust at his previously shown behavior and swaggered off to her seat, antagonism shown visibly by her livid expression.
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Silver Wind
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Clair stood holding the gun about and watched the girl walk away. He looked back at the cooks. "Get back to work cooking food." Clair stuck Coal away and walked towards the girl's table. "I sorry miss, for you didn't give me your name. When you gave me that brief lecsure" Clair looked at the girl's beautiful hair it was lovely. "For it will plague me not knowing a beautiful girl's name."
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Vendetta
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Jason strolled into the Cafeteria, watching the mini-drama unfold.

"It plagues me seeing someone like you switch from busting out a gun on the staff to hitting on a girl. And you didn't even apologize to the cooks, they aren't your slaves you know. Even if they aren't good at what they do, at least they're trying. They didn't pull a clever on you for whining about the food, so don't pull out a gun on them. It's just manners, kid."

Jason looked over to the girl -- he could see the attraction. But he didn't have time for that. Although... nope. No time for that.

He got some sushi, and began to leave.
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AikoYumesho
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Aiko’s comments and opinions were muddled in chaotic disorder as the young man began to leave with agility, - astoundingly without causing much of a commotion between the voracious students who were picking and prodding at the food that lay in their plates - just gathering up sushi to fill himself up and dash off. Being the benign, considerate person she was representing as, she stammered out at him. “Would you care to join me and this…” she waved her hands towards the other male who was positioned nearby her. “person, whatever his name might be.”

With that she rearranged herself and her plate of sushi down the bench, at the same time debating on if this was a smart idea, inviting two strangers she knew not of to join her for lunch. “Anyways, speak. Speak about…Math!” she glistened with delight and appreciation of just hearing herself speak the word. “Next week I have math! I really, really do!” she smiled gaily, intensely; she was rapture in her own world, her own glory of adoration towards Math.
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Vendetta
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Jason smiled.

Well she did ask... it would be rude... She's cute. Yeah, sitting down by her.

"Well, Algebra is chill, and some calculus is alright. Never been that great at geometry, except for... well, anyway, that's it about math."

"So, what is your name? Mine's Jason."
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AikoYumesho
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“Urm…Mine would be Aiko, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Smiling in an almost humble approach, she turned her entire interest back to her sushi. She was an enormous fan of any varieties of foods and would persistently eat until she sensed no tiny hint of famine. Drool would of gushed all down her chin if she were more crotchety and austere, but because she was modest and compassionate her true emotions of fondness towards food could only be concealed.

She commenced to prodding at the sushi and then progressed to masticating on the crinkly seaweed, still quite a bit revolted by how it looked. The peculiar part of this meal was that the sushi smelled eccentrically like cinnamon for some insane reason. Maybe the cooks resolved to making a mistake on purpose and including cinnamon to permit the sushi to smell stunning.
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Vendetta
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Jason toyed around with his sushi, his mind wandering while his hands mixed soy sauce and wasabi together. The soy sauce lightened, filled with specs of brown as his hands swirled the concoction. The best way to drown the taste of bad sushi was with wasabi. Enough wasabi and everything started to taste the same.

Looking down at the meager offerings of the sushi chef he could see why the other student was complaining. The handrolls were lazily and hastily strewn together, making the whole thing look like an ill-fated menage between sushi, rice, and seaweed. He coughed clearing his throat as the wasabi cleared his sinuses.

He gazed at the girl across from him, Aiko.

Her hair was down in pigtails shining. Normally pigtails conveyed a sense of innocense, of childlike youth -- but on her, adorned with all manner of clips and finery, they looked like a crown. In fact, now that he thought about it, she looked rather like a princess.

"Is this your first year here?" he asked, his eyes meeting hers slowly. They were a rare blue, the blue of an unspoiled lake bordered by forest, reflecting waves of blue and green. He almost felt too base, too common to be looking into them, but he held the glance a second longer, before looking down to his Sushi again.

(( Better? ))
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Silver Wind
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Clair watched as they exchanged greetings and he sat down. His back to the table and his head turned. "You can call me Clair or Vampire if you want." He gave up his compliments on the girl unless something came up. "It would be my first year, but don't know about you." He was getting soft on them, he would need to make up for this later.

((Yeah))
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