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| Neo | Apr 16 2008, 06:55 PM Post #1 |
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He wasn't late at least, that's the good thing. Ever since the store was completely remodeled, and the new owner took over, Kenji's schedule started to become a bit more erratic. In most cases, this wasn't a bad thing, as he got a few more hours under his belt on some weeks. The others however, even though it was rare, he found his hours a little... strained. Skating over to the front doors to the new "Blue Leaves" student store, he pressed the buttons on his shoes to flip the wheels of his motorized in-lines back into the soles. As he entered, the new owner was at the stage, playing the piano. He had gathered a small crowd around him as he was playing, though he did manage to give a nod over to Kenji as he headed towards the counter. Already there, as usual, was his partner in crime as it was, Natalya Eltsin Petrovich. She was attending college here at the school as an exchange student from Russia of all places, transferring over from Tokyo University. Most people didn't know why, but even she said that going to school here felt a lot more comfortable. That, and she managed to damage a section of the wall when she punched through it, and they felt it was better for everyone if she just came here. "Oh, hello Kenji. I didn't know you were on the schedule today..." She said, with her Russian accent mixed in with her words. It took a while, but Kenji got used to how she spoke, and could return his comments to where she would understand everything. It was strange he thought, as he put on his apron on over his black buttoned up shirt and black & white tie, but under the white unbuttoned shirt he was wearing over it all. And he was still thankful that the boss didn't mind if they wore jeans, as long as they looked presentable. "Neither did I, until the boss told me. Had to bring my homework with me. Thank god we get free access to the Wi-Fi. Would you mind grabbing me..." "....a bottle of cranberry and grape juice? Sure." She was starting to understand him a bit, considering she was 21, and he was only 16. Still, they became fast friends, especially when he slipped her 200 yen from his pocket so she wouldn't be short. "So, looking forward to another five hour shift?" "Not really Natalya... I was hoping for a nap in all honesty. That paper I had to write almost whipped me. I'm just hoping things are quiet tonight." |
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| Medivh | Apr 16 2008, 08:41 PM Post #2 |
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As Kenji prepared for what he had hoped was yet another quiet and monotonous night at the coffee-house, another one of the patrons walked in. He didn't seem much different from anyone else in the cafe. Now that the school had extended into a college-level facility, it was not uncommon to see people of all ages around. Most of the older students, particularly the college students, chose Blue Leaves as their resident hang-out. So the shaggy, spiky mane of white hair wasn't an uncommon thing. The red marks on his face were a bit odd, but nothing a regular AHS student would really care about. He looked in his late twenties, early thirties perhaps, with not a bad build, looking fairly common for the rather chiseled male population of the campus. However it was his striking appearance to a certain Manga and anime character, famous for possibly dubious reasons, that really caught people's attention. A few of the patrons even going so far as to mutter 'Ero-sennin?' The man registered none of this, simply smiling slightly and walking with his hands in his pockets to a table in a lazy gait. Plopping down in a chair at an empty table near the door, the man adjusted his shirt, looking clean but casual as the unspoken dress-code dictated. The only oddity was the wooden Geta on his feet, but with a clean and neat body, it seemed not to be an issue. The man's eyes roamed the cafe, looking at the other patrons, hearing the music floating down from the second floor. "piano's outta tune..." he mused to himself, placing an arm on the table, leaning his head on his fist, his eyes showing faint traces of boredom, but a slight smile still on his face. "So who's head do you have to shoot off to get a cup of coffee around here?" he asked. It wasn't particularly a yell, nor any kind of belligerent demand. He simply wanted a cup of coffee and had decided to be a smartass about it. However, despite being an entire floor away and busy with his favored pastime of making music, the owner looked up from the piano. The expression on his face was difficult to interpret, but it didn't seem to be a bad one. Furthermore it lasted only a moment before the owner went back to playing.... |
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| Mr. Trout | Apr 16 2008, 08:58 PM Post #3 |
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"DYNAMIC ENTRY!" Need we say more? What? We do? Oh shi- Well. Obviously someone shouted dynamic entry. And when someone shouted dynamic entry, it was usually followed by a foot at someone's face. This time was absolutely no different. The face was that of the older gentleman who had shown up not to much earlier. You know, the one in the wooden geta. Who did the dangerous foot of delectable delirium belong to? None other then that pervert of perverts, the manly of the manly, the drunkard of the drunkards, his assness...Eeeeeeeeeeth Hellsing! Why would he just randomly fly out of no where and kick what could be called an old man in the face? That was easy, he actually had a reason. REVENGE! Delectable, detestable revenge. The worst part was it was for an act that had really been out of his control. A rather long while ago, after the pair had begun their drinking adventures, the older gentleman had presented Eeth with a plushie. A plushie of some form of giant raccoon monster, claiming that no woman could resist its charms. Yeap. A woman resisted it. The woman probably thought about kicking Eeth in the head too. But we cant see into some women's minds so we cant answer that question. Right now we had a more immediate problem. Those old worn red hi-tops that were going right for the older man's face. |
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| Deleted User | Apr 17 2008, 12:33 AM Post #4 |
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Let's say you are an average student of AHS. You came from another world with enough money for a single semester, you obviously came here to kill someone over a weapon or for their abilities. Then of course things got complicated. You never could kill them, and second semester bills hit. You then get kidnapped before the second semester ends, only to come back in the third and find more bills with newly accumulated interest. By the fourth semester, You have been formally threatened that 67,000 dollars worth of debt is more than enough for a juvenile to get a life sentence. By the way, you happen to be 2,000 years old. Just before the fifth semester, some self made rich kid bails you out while hardly knowing you, just because he's mildly afraid of you and you happen to be friends with his girlfriend. Okay, forgo all the complications of that average situation. You owe someone roughly 100,000 dollars American money since he's paid for an additional semester. He might not be collecting, but Kazura was finally starting to feel the weight of that debt. The sad truth had come out when he realized that buying Alara gifts or taking her to dinner were currently impossible. Granted, a school job would indeed not pay for his debt, but the spending money would be nice. Also, Kazura would soon be applying to move into the culinary field that the AHS college was supposedly going to offer. Top chefs from around the world (Iron Chef anyone?) were rumored to be professors, and it was actually something he enjoyed. Thusly, working at a coffee house and student store was certainly not the worst place to start. One member of the crowd gathered around the piano man wasn't there for enjoyment so much as to apply for a job. His application was filled out, his school uniform was currently completely cleaned and well pressed. Hell, even his hair was as randomly spiky so much as gelled and controlled. One thing became apparent from his first few minutes though, this place was beyond insane. Anyone uttering the words Dynamic Entry was completely beyond him. Assholes screaming death threats for coffee he could handle though. After a few more seconds, he gave up his attempts at pursuing the owner and walked up to the counter where two employees were. "Good day." He gave the traditional respectful bow expected in the local culture, then rose to continue. "I would like to apply for a job here, but the owner is rather busy with his piano. Could either of you help me?" Just stay calm for now. I can give death threats back at the clients when I have the job right? |
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| Medivh | Apr 17 2008, 06:47 AM Post #5 |
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Jiraiya had just been settling into the place, getting used to the atmosphere, and still wondering where that slagging cup of coffee he wanted was.....when he heard it. "DYNAMIC ENTRY!" Yeah....there were only two words appropriate for the situation, and they came right out of Jiraiya's mouth. "aw crap...." Unfortunately Jiraiya was unable to say anything further, as the foot currently crashing into his face prohibited such things. The weight of a full-grown human seemed to be a problem too, as he couldn't remain sitting upright in his chair. Of course Jiraiya could only guess what this was about, since he knew that british drawl all too well. It was his drinking buddy and partner in semi-perverted crimes. It was the Harold to his Kumar and the Bill to his Ted, Eeth. Partners in craziness though they were, it didn't stop them from having the occasional argument, and it seemed Eeth had a bone to pick with him. While the ground casually lept up to meet Jiraiya's face more personally, the latter wondered what it was this time.....surely that plushie hadn't failed? It NEVER failed in his experience! However it seemed that for Eeth it had failed. But, then again, Eeth could just have wanted to kick Jiraiya in the face. It was so difficult to tell with Eeth sometimes. Thus, one had no choice but to take the direct approach. "What happened, Eeth?" Jiraiya asked, his voice muffled by the floor. "you not get her pants off or something?" |
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| Mr. Trout | Apr 17 2008, 11:04 AM Post #6 |
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The foot to the face was it. There was no follow up attack or crazy cursing. It took away all want to attack the older man. After the foot had connected Eeth used the stop to bring him back, and land somewhat on his feet. A position people preferred for him to be in. Could anyone really be surprised that his first idea to see his friend was to kick him in the face? Even if it was going against rufus's will...perhaps there would be evil robot themses for them to battle later on. But thats another story. "That shukaku plushie you gave me didnt work. You said it was guaranteed! Or I think you said guaranteed, we were both pretty drunk...but it failed its job!" He couldnt help wonder if he had been set up the entire time. Like he was supposed to fail and bring Jiraiya back crazy nonsensical stories. Which, you know, were what they normally shared, especially when very drunk. Eeth himself had this horrible story about this one lady and a rod that shot seaweed...worst date in ages. Not eve though, there was that time he got really drunk and fought the wallflower. Now THAT was the worst villain ever. If you're gonna be a supervillain, have a name that inspires fear. Anything with 'flower' in it will instantly get you laughed at, no matter how dangerous you are. Wait, that had nothing to do with anything. Frankly if it wasnt for the other man Eeth would never had showed up at this dastardly den. It didnt look like they'd give him a beer or any whiskey. Oh well. He pulled up a chair to the table that Jiraiya had been leaning on. It really was nothing. "So, I miss anything?" |
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| Neo | Apr 20 2008, 08:05 PM Post #7 |
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So who's head do you have to shoot off to get a cup of coffee around here? "Not again..." Were the only things that came out of both Kenji and Natalya's mouths, simultaneously at that. That was a common occurrence though, as they did have patrons of the... unsavory distinction. But when a guy bursts in, causing the boss to stop playing for a moment to stare over to the two troublemakers, and simply utter the word "Bakas...." under his breath before starting up again? That caused both of the employees at the counter to take out their hands, form a fist, and play a game of Rock Paper Scissors. After three ties, Kenji's head hung down in defeat. "...Best two out of three?" "No chance friend. They're all yours." Sighing dejectedly, Kenji grabbed the pen and tablet from his apron and walked over to the rowdy pair of older "gentlemen." Natalya didn't have things easily either, as she looked over and saw someone at the counter. Damn, how long was he there? In all honesty, Kazura spoke to them just as they were starting their game, but at least she listened to what he had to say." "Yeah, the boss does like his music. Well, since I'm the assistant manager on duty, I'll give you a tryout. Go grab an apron, you can cover the counter while I work on the drink orders." Meanwhile, Kenji was just standing there as he saw Eeth kick the older person square in the face, then sit down with him like that was nothing. If he needed proof to tell his friends back home and at the base how strange this place was, this would be just the tip of the iceberg. "Um... excuse me, what can I get for you two today? I do have to stress that alcohol is not part of the menu though." |
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| Medivh | Apr 20 2008, 08:51 PM Post #8 |
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"Oh nothing much." Jiraiya replied in answer to Eeth's question getting up off the floor and sitting back down as well, acting like nothing had even happened. The two of them were weird like that. Just sort of...random. Jiraiya looked up casually as the server came to the table, stressing about the cafe's lack of alcohol. At any other time he might have made some remark about how that should be changed and made a big scene with Eeth about it, and most likely it would have ended in his and Eeth's ejection and consequent banning from the place. But for some reason Jiraiya didn't really want that. Mostly he wanted a cup of coffee and, did we just step into Bizzaro world?, a bit of peace and quiet without the usual insanity. However as he opened his mouth to reply, the owner had appeared practically out of nowhere at Kenji's side. He looked stern and serious, but there was a glint in his eye that told the onlookers that he wasn't about to throw them out. In fact, as Jiraiya matched the owner stare for stare, it almost seemed like....a pre-challenge stare-down. "You wish to sample our coffee?" the owner asked, quirking an eyebrow at Jiraiya. "I do." Jiraiya replied. "However....I will only pay what it's worth. and I warn you: I have traveled this country for years, and I have yet to ever pay a single Yen for a cup of coffee." The owner's face changed only slightly at this answer, raising both eyebrows in a small expression of surprise, but after a moment a smile unfurled on his face. "Very well then...." the owner announced, moving casually over to the back area behind the bar, working for a few tense minutes, in which noone seemed to be willing to speak. Finally the owner returned to the table where Jiraiya and Eeth sat waiting, bearing a single porcelain cup filled with coffee sitting on a matching saucer. Jiraiya eyed the owner, watching as the cup was set down in front of him, picking the chalice up with practiced ease and raising it to his nose and taking a sniff....then another...and another....sniffing it in much the same way an animal would sniff something of interest. After another tense moment, Jiraiya eyed the substance only for a second before putting the cup to his lips and drinking, draining the entire cup in one go.... Suddenly the silence, which had been somewhat absolute, was broken by a dull thud of an open hand on the table. Jiraiya had slammed his hand down on the table as well as something else: the money for the coffee. In fact it was almost double the amount required, suggesting that he required another cup of coffee.... The owner merely smiled his mysterious smile again, taking the money and depositing a larger cup of coffee at Jiraiya's table. Jiraiya merely lifting the cup and eyeing the contents, smiling a bit. "Superlative...." he mused, before looking back at Eeth. "So how's the wife?" |
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| Mr. Trout | Apr 20 2008, 09:17 PM Post #9 |
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Booze not on the menu? What kind of... Wait, should Eeth feel insulted? He only smelt somewhat heavily of whiskey. But oh well. No point in getting worked up about this situation right now. What was he going to do? Flirt with a waitress until she agreed to run off and get him a bottle of booze? Hell, if he was going to flirt with a waitress he'd take her back to a nice quiet room and go for it. Probably fail miserably by the looks of the girls around here. They were the kind that needed a few nips of alcohol to loosen up. Perhaps that was why they refused to serve it. "Hmm, how about a nice cup of tea then? And maybe a blueberry muffin, if you have any, or poppy seed, bring me some eh?" That was that. The waiter was just kind of there for Eeth. He wasnt the kind of meta that would beat his chest and demand crap, those were foolish teenagers who he liked to drop kick. Hell, everyone liked to drop kick those kinds of kids. Pity that it wasnt a pretty young thing bringing them their drinks, Eeth always liked those. Especially in the skimpy tops and tiny...tiny short shorts...Mmm. We wont go into Eeth's mind at the moment. For everyone's sake. Him staring off into the distance having his nonsensical fantasies were no one's business but his own. No matter how many or how big their bits were. Thankfully he snapped out of it fairly quickly, and did the only sane thing after being caught in a fantasy that he could do. He pulled out a cigarette and lit up in the middle of the blue leaves. Why? Because he was a freakin' nicotine addict. But the topic at hand. It was his wife. Eeth didnt talk about his wife much, hell most people didnt even know he was married. Jiraiya knew, of course, Eeth had been extremely drunk around the other man before. Now the level of alcohol required to take Eeth from regular drunk to extremely drunk, was enough to kill most men, in fact when Eeth consumed that much, it was a damn miracle he survived. "Eh, she's up late alot with our daughter. Drinks too much, eats too little. I'm surprised her liver hasnt crapped out by now." When Eeth says you drink too much... |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Apr 20 2008, 10:13 PM Post #10 |
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The two girls had kept in contact since they met that morning at the lake. Both Kysse and Rizel enjoyed each others company, both happy girls, what wasn’t to enjoy about each other? The only thing that was weird was Rizel’s feelings about Kysse. It was almost as if Rizel had a crush on her, more a lust than a friendship. None the less they hung out. It was always good to have a girl friend, which Kysse never had many of. Rizel felt like more of a little sister at times. It had been a nice day and they had been on a walk. Neither one of them knew much about the store; in fact it was chance that they found it. It seemed like a nice cozy little place so Kysse invited Rizel inside. As they walked in the smell of paper and coffee hung in the air. The rich smell of coffee had become one of her favorite things to wake up when Kysse began living with Claude. Rizel on the other hand preferred tea over coffee. Both walked to the counter and just looked up at the menu. Both looked for their tea section. Both had their own styles; Kysse was more of the stylish clubber while Rizel was the childish cute one. Kysse wore a chiffon printed dress comes in shades of black and white. The dress had spaghetti straps with flutter sleeves, easily a day dress. She wore flats that matched easily with the dress along with a black purse. Rizel wore more colors but she wore a simple yellow shirt, pair of slacks, and flats. Both were casual in their own ways. Though they were looking over the menu both of them wanted to check out the books. They made small talk to each other while looking over the possible purchases. That’s when a song burst out from inside Kysse’s purse and she looked a bit shocked. Pulling her phone out of her purse she looked at the caller I.D. After poking Rizel’s shoulder she excused herself and walked outside to have more privacy. Rizel walked closer to the counter to show that she was ready. |
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| Deleted User | Apr 21 2008, 12:18 AM Post #11 |
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"Domo." Another formal bow came from him, and that was all she wrote. Literally, Kaz somehow walked faster than most people kept track of (when one's mind is calculating the optimal stepping distance, timing, and various probabilities of interference; they seem to move a little faster than what others might be prepared for.) Within one second the school jacket was off and the apron was on. Within the next he was standing at the designated counter, ready and fully willing to serve. It was at this point Kazura's mind made a list of God's and demi God's alike to thank for missing out on dealing with 'the old man and the walking sea of liquor.' One might go as far as to say that if he had been given to them on his trial run, the General of Progatha would have served them something extra. His first possible costumers (or victims if they acted like the two gentleman sitting down) had taken a long enough time of staring at the menu. What was the ordeal with humanity's inability to make decisions instantaneously anyways? The seconds that the two ladies took to stare at the menu had left Kaz plenty of time to make mental notes about the different smells coming from the coffee and teas, and to identify the make and model of every single appliance Natalya was using to make coffee. Use manuals and recommendations for techniques could be looked up on his first break. At long last, one of the two girls approached the counter. "Hello, welcome to the Blue Leaves. May I take your order?" It should be noted that while saying that sentence, Kaz's hands were rolling up his white shirt sleeves. Though AHS had far greater oddities, a gentleman over six feet with violet eyes and a silver arm was not exactly run of the mill. While his facial expression did not try to be imposing, this was not the kind of man anyone with half a brain cell would yell at. |
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| Medivh | Apr 23 2008, 07:17 PM Post #12 |
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"Well that's not good." Jiraiya remarked, his face reflecting concern. "A hobby would probably get her off the drinking binges..." Jiraiya thought for a moment about that, realizing that for most of the Hellsing family, drinking WAS a hobby. Not to mention a preferred and favored passtime. "Either way...it's not good for the kid." he said, expressing one of the lesser known traits common among Kitsune: a love of family. Promiscuous though a Kitsune may be, it tended to only be in a pursuit of a larger family with whom to share their long lives. Looking around as he spoke, Jiraiya noticed the apparently new person tending to two nice-looking young ladies. A pity. Jiraiya enjoyed being the first customer of a new employee. It gave him an excuse for his assholery level to be 'OVER NINE THOUSAND!', as others would say. But it wasn't a total loss, for the ladies were nice to look at, even if one was clearly jailbait. Oh well, too bad for Eeth. Being a human, his choices were limited. But Jiraiya's were not, and not simply because he could plead differences of culture, or change his appearance at will. Well, actually the latter was a part of it...... "I'll be back in a bit...." Jiraiya smirked, his eyes on the girls, one of whom had now stepped outside. Glancing around quickly, Jiraiya assessed the probability of his hastily concocted plan working: A girl with a large Malamute Husky sat in one corner, the dog draped lazily across her feet as she sipped coffee. A formidable looking panther accompanied a brooding emo-tastic by who was sulking near a bookshelf. None of the patrons or employees seemed to mind.....good. Shooting a grin at Eeth, Jiraiya suddenly disappeared in a small puff of smoke. As the smoke cleared as abruptly as it came, a light thump was heard, like a four-legged something hopping down from a chair to the floor. After a second a sleek silver fox was sauntering towards the girl still situated at the bar, it's soft and fluffy fur moving as it wandered on over, winding itself around Rizel's ankle affectionately before settling itself at her feet, looking up at her, cute and cuddly as could be, giving her big, heartbreaking, 'please pet the poor cute fuzzy thing!' eyes. |
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| Mr. Trout | Apr 23 2008, 08:05 PM Post #13 |
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"I tried getting her to play scrabble...and the only other thing she does is kill people. So you gotta pick which is worse, my wife going around killing guys, or drinking." It was a well known fact that she worked for the Chinese mafia. Which is why she was one of the few people Eeth really feared. And why he couldnt say no to her demands when she showed up with a baby. Really, it just got complicated from there. But at least Eeth managed to say it before Jiraiya went wandering off. As for the kid well...just knowing that his father was Eeth was a horrible fate to befall any child, and probably why so many women he had been with refused to acknowledge it possible. But we're going to drop the subject there, just so no one gets any bad ideas or tries to spoil this wonderful mood. Oh Eeth knew what Jiraiya was off to do when he got up from the table. Eeth had seen them. But there was a very complicated thought process that kept him from taking action. Mostly because one of them was too young, even for Eeth. And if they both went for the older one they would certainly both fail. A fate neither of them much wanted. Hey, they might not be human and full of shenanigans but no one liked being alone at night. It was cold...very very cold. "Hmm...on the phone. Best to give her a few." What is this? The ever drunk maker of shenanigans (just love that word) was actually going to be responsible and wait for Kysse to get off her phone before flirting and hitting on her relentlessly. Oh well. That old fox had the advantage of being cute. Though eventually he'd have to be explained, which is where Eeth also came in to help! But he'd have to come up with a cute pet name for Jiraiya. Perhaps just call him Spot. Yes, all tiny furry things were called Spot. BRILLIANT! |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Apr 24 2008, 01:17 AM Post #14 |
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Rizel smiled at the boy behind the counter. That cute smile radiated her happiness. The thing about her happiness was that it was much like a warmth that anyone could feel. After she stepped forward he asked how he could help her. She had decided to order for Kysse as well as herself. Somehow, in the little amount of time Kysse and Rizel had spent together, Rizel had come to know Kysse’s likes and dislikes. Due to this fact Rizel found the perfect tea for her, hopefully. “I’ll have two large teas. Ummm… can I get one Heart Tea and one Fruit Medley?” Both teas had a small description of the contents. Heart Tea had chocolate, rose petals, jasmine flowers, and a sweet double touch of strawberries, perfect for Kysse. While the fruit medley was considerably sweet with white peaches, with a hint of passion fruit, and raspberries, good for Rizel’s love of fruit. She wasn’t sure how to get cream and sugar but after looking around she saw a small table that held them. So with that she paid but while she was getting her money she felt something furry on her leg. At first she was scared to look down but after she placed the correct amount of money, as she calculated, which was correct of course, she looked down. There was a fox! Weren’t foxes… dangerous? It was adorable despite her fear of it being a danger to her. With a childish giggle and a sort of squeal she bent down to pet the furry animal. Kysse on the other hand was still outside. Claude was telling her about some interesting little local story. It was actually very welcomed; she loved hearing from her father figure. When he finished he told her about his plans to have her come on a trip during the summer break. With news around the school Kysse was more than happy to have some time away. He told her of taking a trip to the Bahamas. She’d never been there so maybe it would be really fun. Then he even said she could bring a friend or two, which was even more exciting. With that she decided to spend less money so the trip could be 100% possible. With that they said good bye and she returned to Rizel. Inside Kysse was surprised to see an animal next to Rizel. Where on earth did that thing come from and why was Rizel petting it so easily? Kysse stood in shock for a moment but pulled herself together. She set her Iphone back into her purse, standing at a distance for a moment. She was working up the courage to tell Rizel that she shouldn’t really do that. |
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| Neo | Apr 27 2008, 11:38 PM Post #15 |
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Just then, the music in the background became silent, and before he could realize it, the owner was standing beside Kenji. He would have said something, but just looking at both the boss and the older man sitting there gave him reason to keep his mouth shut. Besides, the other person asked for some tea and a muffin, which did surprise him a little bit. Mainly cause he had the smell of alcohol on him, but at least he ordered something non-alcoholic. He didn't specify what kind of tea he wanted, but Kenji had a good idea on one for him. As he took the order, he excused himself and headed back to whip up a cup for him. "Let's see... Oolong... Green.. Lady Londonderry... Ah, here we are." He thought he heard the hint of an English accent in his voice, even though he heard him speaking Japanese. So the best, and safest, choice would be Earl Gray. The muffin wouldn't be a problem either, as Natalya had just made some about a half hour ago, so they were still fresh. A few moments later, he returned to Eeth with a standard cup of Earl Gray, and a blueberry muffin on a ceramic plate. His acquaintance had stepped away, but he got served by the boss, who had returned to the stage, and to his piano. Placing the order onto the table before him, he stepped back and calmly asked, "Will there be anything else sir?" No sarcasm in that question, he was just being professional about this now. |
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| Medivh | May 7 2008, 07:48 AM Post #16 |
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The fox reacted happily to being petted, nuzzling Rizel's hand enthusiastically and looking even more irresistibly cute. He had a well-kept aura to him, suggesting that he was either domesticated, or simply used to being around humans. Either way, he looked far nicer and cleaner from his more scruffy brethren that inhabited the forest. Of course one might ask why Jiraiya, that sometimes master of perversion, would enjoy simply being petted instead of simply going up in an appropriate human form and simply charming the socks, perhaps among other things, off of Kysse and Rizel both. Well, the answer is not exactly easy to explain.... You see, the forms of pleasure and enjoyment are as many as there are creatures in the world. Furthermore there are some pleasures humans may never know. Mostly because the majority of humans have no way to turn themselves into animals. Yes, for an animal a good petting, brushing, or scratch behind the ears is far more pleasurable and satisfying than a hot and sweaty night in bed would be for a human. Heck thinking about it, Jiraiya reflected as he wound himself around Rizel's hand, humans had not even scratched the surface of what true pleasure and contentment could be, all because they could not change their shape. Pity. So it was that Jiraiya throughly enjoyed the attention he got, the sensations and feelings not even being on the same plane as something like what Eeth would normally consider a good time. Looking around for the latter, Jiraiya found Eeth back where they had both been sitting and, making sure Rizel or Kysse couldn't see, promptly stuck his tounge out at Eeth, essentially saying: 'HA! you can't beat the fuzzy cuteness, sucka!' |
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| Mr. Trout | May 7 2008, 11:40 PM Post #17 |
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The cup of tea finally arrived. Alright it was somewhat prompt all things considering. But it by far set him a little behind in his great goal of diabolical flirting. "No, I think this will be good for now." Eeth lifted the tiny tea cup to his lips, sipping the hot soothing liquid. A proper english gentleman could always find some time to enjoy a nice cup of tea. And god save whoever would try to interfere with this near sacred ritual. He took a few good sips, and had a little nibble on his muffin. Not wanting to even spoil his appearance with the slightest of crumbs. This shouldnt take that long, and he had full intention of returning and finishing his order. Ah, finally, Kysse returned and sat down. Taking one last sip of his tea the man carefully stood up. Replacing the small cup so carefully it didnt even clink against the ceramic plate it had been served on. The man adjusted his coat edges a little, trying to straighten up just properly before heading over to the two girls, who his partner in crime was already much ahead of him on. Deciding now was the proper time, he moved towards the table, confidently, calmly. At ease with himself, and safe in the knowledge of his superior dickery. While Jiraiya might get some special pleasure out of that affection, Eeth preferred a certain form of it, and knew just the right way to keep Jiraiya from that. "SPOT! Spot there you are." What? All small animals are called Spot! Every school child knows that. And that of course, is what Eeth was calling the shape shifted Jiraiya. Hopefully the girls would believe him, if not...well why wouldnt they? He was just some random animal! "I'm so sorry ladies. Spot sometimes gets out of hand and goes hunting for a nice lap." He paused briefly, smiling and looking right at Kysse's eyes. This was where having a damn sexy English accent came in handy. "Of course, his taste in company has recently been of a much better, or more certainly...lovlier class." |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | May 29 2008, 03:29 PM Post #18 |
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Rizel concentrated on the fox, petting it softly and smiling. Before kneeling down next to it she moved out of the line and closer to Kysse. While Kysse watched over her she smiled at her friend, to Kysse they were like long lost sisters, only she was glad Rizel never went through what she had. None the less she watched over her. Spot? The word echoed in the small store as it grew closer. An older man approached the two girls calling after the fox, or so it seemed. “Is that your name? Spot?” Rizel was now knelt down next to the dog, her small frame similar to his in size. While she was distracted with hugging and petting the dog Kysse was listening to the man before her. He was charming, but who around here wasn’t. Kysse had never received this kind of attention so she didn’t understand why at this school so many people approached her this way. Rizel didn’t speak directly to the man but she acknowledged what he had said, she brushed it off as if he didn’t need to apologize for having such an adorable dog…fox…thing. On the other hand Kysse was surprised by his comment. Her cheeks went pink at his words and she was at a loss for words. There was no way she’d seen him before, or had she? He looked a bit familiar but there was no way he had gone to her school, he seemed to be much older than a high school teenager, unlike Kysse and Rizel. Still, what was she supposed to say? |
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| Medivh | Jun 2 2008, 06:31 PM Post #19 |
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So....Eeth had decided to butt in on Jiraiya's fun, eh? Well, as they say in the cartoons: 'of course you know, this means war.' Jiraiya had no sooner finished this thought when he heard what Eeth called him. Spot...Spot?! That was not just undignified, it was downright silly! Oh yes, this was definitely war. But the question became how best to strike back? There were oh so many ways of doing so. Some flashy, some subtle, some amusing, some humiliating. Of course the girls were already a bit weirded out from Eeth coming up and casually hitting on them. Yes, with the expansion of the campus still fresh, older students were still a bit of a rarity and thus suspect in the eyes of the current student body. As Jiraiya wound himself around Rizel's hand again, the perfect plan of attack struck him. It wouldn't creep them out any more, it would shift their attention back to him, and it'd put them against Eeth. It was perfect! Looking up at Eeth as he spoke, the little fox nuzzling Rizel yelped and quickly turned back to Rizel, getting as close as he could, half climbing on her lap and burying his muzzle in her chest and shivering in fear and whining. All in all it was a very convincing act, giving the message that not only did this poor creature have no clue who this strange man was, but was positively terrified of him.... |
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| Mr. Trout | Jun 2 2008, 08:42 PM Post #20 |
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"Oh Spot, come on. Sorry luvs he does this when he thinks there is food about. Sneaky little guy that he is." If Jiraiya wanted to keep raising the stakes so could Eeth. In fact there were a variety of ways he could completely cockblock 'Spot' right now. The joy of course was holding a few of those back. "His last owner taught him to do this so he could steal wallets while pretty girls petted him. Trained him by putting a bit of jerky in a mannequin. He's harmless and not really afraid, dont worry." The problem was that neither Rizel or Kysse were actually talking to him. Though he did get a blush out of the older one, which meant that she was listening and not disgusted beyond reason at him. It was just that Spot was a little bit farther, what with his face buried into the chest of someone who, quite honestly was too young to have a proper chest. While there was some wiggle room in the realm of ethics for how young Eeth went, that girl was just too far on the young end to be any fun. "Oh dear. Seems your own great beauty has stolen away your voices. Well there is only one cure for such a curse!" He leaned towards Kysse his face shifting into a more serious, yet joyfull face, a calm serene look really, as he leaned closer to the girl. "Only great love's kiss." Edited by Mr. Trout, Jun 2 2008, 09:00 PM.
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 3 2008, 02:58 PM Post #21 |
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That could be sexual.
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When the fox started to whine Kysse was afraid it was about to attack or something. She tensed a bit but when the animal merely cuddled up against Rizel she stopped and turned back to Eeth to listen to his explanation. Her face turned back and forth from Rizel to Eeth. While Kysse was finding things difficult, Rizel was much happier to receive the doggie. “Too bad you have an owner.” She pouted as she slid back to sit on the floor instead of kneeling. The dog, which has previously been all up on her wasn’t so close after Rizel had sat down so she pulled it back toward her gently. When the dog had whined at first she thought it was her fault so now she was being careful. Meanwhile the blush on Kysse’s face grew deeper at Eeth’s words. Kiss? She didn’t even know this man! Not only that but she’d never kissed anyone before. Her heart beat increased with him so close to her face and her wide eyes, wide with shock, stared at him. A sort of nervous laughter escaped her as one hand reached back to the nape of her neck. “I don’t know you… so… maybe not?” At that time two large cups of tea were set at the table for Rizel and Kysse. Kysse felt immobile as she stared up at Eeth, who was clearly taller than her. On the other hand Rizel paid no mind to either of them, the fox was a joy to her, not only was it cute but it seemed to like her. |
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| Neo | Jun 7 2008, 08:08 PM Post #22 |
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OOC: I was waiting for Bob to say something, but since that hasn't happened... Well well, this guy was a bit more courteous then Kenji thought he would be. To be honest, he was expecting to hear a slurring voice or something, but he was either just slightly inebriated, or so drunk off his rocker that he could still function normally somehow. Eeth had gotten up afterwards, but Kenji was already heading back to the counter where Natalya was. There was a perturbed look on her face, as she hasn't seen the guy she was giving a shot of employment to. "That's a look I haven't seen in a while. I think the last time I saw it was the time I was 5 minutes late for work." He was serious about that though, in addition to making sure he never ticked her off. "Yes, well... I haven't seen this guy who wanted a job here as of late. Last time I saw him, he took the order for that young woman over there, though..." Natalya had pointed over to where Rizel was sitting, and apparently playing with a fox. Wait, where did that come from? He thought that animals normally weren't allowed in the place. Then again, some rules like that were constantly bent, who was he to judge? A moment later, the guy who he had just served made his way to another girl, a bit older then the one who she was sitting with, but the two apparently knew each other. Guess that explained the two tea orders. As he started speaking, Natalya leaned over and whispered something into Kenji's ear while she finished up the order for the younger girl. "I bet you... she will refuse him." "That's a sucker bet Natalya, you know that." And true to form, Kysse refused. Inside, he was cursing at himself, cause that meant that he had to take the order over to them. He really has to stop this at work betting between the two of them. "Alright ladies, that's one Heart Tea, and one Fruit Medley. Will there be anything else?" |
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| Medivh | Jun 9 2008, 05:57 PM Post #23 |
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Jiraiya sighed inwardly. It was truly a hassle. Eeth was actually coming up with some decent explantions and trying his very best to counter the fuzzy cuteness. It was actually quite infuriating. Mostly because he has NO idea how to counter this newest move without being considered weird. Still, he had no choice but to give it some kind of a shot. He looked up as Rizel mentioned that he supposedly had an owner, giving her as much of an astonished and questioning look as he could, given the facial characteristics of a fox. Which mostly meant tilting his head to one side questioningly and letting out a 'murr?'. All in all it certainly sent the message across. However just in case she was a bit dense, he opted for some insurance.... Happily sitting down in Rizel's lap, he nuzzled her with his head, showing his neck and back to her, it being fairly obvious that there are no tags on him, as well as no leash, which would make one wonder why an owned and domesticated animal, no matter how well-trained, would be running around without the proper identification tags on..... |
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| Mr. Trout | Jun 9 2008, 06:17 PM Post #24 |
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"Ah so you can speak." Our Mr. Hellsing leaned back, standing up straight in this strange situation. It was one thing for him to be dealing with a girl, but one against the sweet overly romantic crap he despised? FANTASTIC! This clearly meant she was not a hopeless romantic and could be lulled to affection through different actions. No silly shakespeare quotations with this one. But what attempt to try next? Emo kid? Punk? Badass? Creepy old man? Some form of space tentacle monster? Wait...how could Eeth fake tentacles...sure it had to be some girl's fetish but that wouldnt help him at all here. People were betting on the man in the distance, out of earshot thankfully. If they had known Eeth very well they would have been placing bets on if he got tea to the face or a foot to the groin first. Every woman tended to be different on how they injured him. No, think positive thoughts. Him ending up with the girl was like someone rolling the double zero on roulette, it was damn near impossible. "Ah, well then luv. We best introduce ourselves." He reached into his pocket first, removing a much loved crinkled box of cigarettes. He removed a single crooked stick of cancer, crinked in the middle so it drooped between his lips. It didnt take a genius to figure out he was going to light up a cigarette then and there. It was a replacement for the one he had lit up earlier, he had scuffed it out prior to the arrival of the tea. Sometimes of course he just seemed to lose his cigarettes. We theorized that there was some sort of astral riff around Eeth, that caused his cigarettes to vanish and enter a universe composed entirely of his lost cigarettes, loose supermarket grapes and socks. Oh and one crazy old man who found those three things as his fetishes. He took a deep drag on the stick, exhaling a plume of smog up into the air. "I'm Eeth, since you've already met Spot. I'd guess it is your turn to share." |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jun 25 2008, 11:53 AM Post #25 |
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When the fox rubbed his collar-less neck to her, she took notice. A jubilant smile lit up her face and she hugged the animal close to her. She wanted the little puppy all to herself, as a little friend. Speaking of friend, it was even extremely cuddly, which Rizel loved. Kysse on the other hand was still with the older man, which was a different story. Of course she could talk. Then again ever since he came into the picture, she hadn’t. She stepped backward and almost fell over a chair. Hurriedly she grabbed it and sat at the table where another boy had set her and Rizel’s tea, or at least looked like he was going to. At Kenji’s words Kysse lifted a hand a bit then stood up to grab the two drinks. Unfortunately, in her true clumsy nature something prevented her from walking straight and she fell into the boy holding the girls drinks. While Kysse whipped around grabbing at the large cups of tea, uncertain if there were lids, Rizel picked up the small fox and ran toward their table, where Kysse had been sitting. In an unbelievable second Kysse grabbed both drinks, which spilled over the rim of the top and unto her wrists. A cringe was easily seen but she whipped around and set down the cups on the table. Kysse looked at the scene of Rizel with the fox, at the table, with Eeth, why was the animal near the table? That didn’t matter. She rushed back to the boy she’d ran into and started rushing through apologies. Rizel looked at Eeth as if she could see right through him; she had been surprised by the fall Kysse had made, that was her best trait, clumsiness. The cups were set down, tea had dripped down the sides, as expected, but there was still more than half the beverage left, either way, it wasn’t a big deal. Rizel continued to watch Eeth but in a second her childish nature returned as she blurted out their names. “I’m Rizel, and that amazing girl is Kysse!” Kysse heard her friends comment and blushed but was still in the middle of apologizing to the server. While she was doing that Rizel continued to talk. “Is he really yours? I’ve never had a pet before, is he a good one?” questioned Rizel. “Are you alright? I really should have been watching where I was going.” said Kysse. Her sticky hands were clasped together in front of her and she bowed her head slightly. She really didn’t want to get kicked out or anything. As naïve as she was, she didn’t think to cover her chest while apologetically bowing, but her hair fell off her shoulders covering most of her bare chest. ((I forgot to post their outfits, silly me. Kysses-Dress Rizels-Top & Shorts )) |
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| Neo | Jun 29 2008, 07:19 PM Post #26 |
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It all took place rather quickly, especially for Kenji to comprehend. He was just about to start placing the porcelain cups holding the individual teas onto the table when the girl who came with Rizel reached up for them. However, she had somehow slipped, colliding into him. He didn't lose his balance, and even he didn't know how that happened. Unfortunately for him though, after he had straightened himself up again, his foot stepped in some of the tea that was spilled, and he ended up slipping onto the floor back first, his serving tray falling onto his forehead. "Ow... ow ow... ow..." You'd be in the same predicament Kenji was, especially with the fact that he barely avoided a concussion in that moment. Slowly, he sat back up, but what he had heard was someone above him frantically apologizing for something. As he looked up, he saw the blushing face of Kysse begging for his forgiveness. In addition, he also accidentally caught a glimpse of her chest just before her hair dropped down in front. Rizel would see a brief shade of red on his face as he turned away. The last thing he wanted was to be considered to be some pervert, especially over a mistake like that. "Oh, uh... it's alright. These things happen." Shaking his head a bit, he did also look and found that her hands were a bit sticky thanks to the tea. Reaching into his apron, Kenji pulled out a couple wet napkin packs and handed them towards Kysse. "Here, for your hands. I could also go and get a new order for you both, if you like? |
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| Medivh | Jul 6 2008, 07:11 PM Post #27 |
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“Is he really yours? I’ve never had a pet before, is he a good one?” The little fox literally shook his head at the question of if he really belonged to Eeth. How absurd of an idea. What animal would WANT to hang around his royal assness? True, Jiraiya was enjoying the perks of coming up only to most people's knees, thus resulting in a sea of panty-shots, but his reasoning for hanging around Rizel and Kysse was a bit different. You see, the simple matter of it was that Jiraiya was essentially homeless. Certainly, he had his den, which he could easily access. But many of his kind knew that if one wanted to last long in the human world, one required a home there. A place where it was peaceful and one could rest and restore one's strength without too much of a fuss. Thus did Jiraiya take the Kon route and attempt to be adopted by the nearest cute and nice girls he could find, and Rizel and Kysse filled those positions nicely. Still....there was the slight problem of convincing them that he was not in fact Eeth's pet. He didn't really want to openly talk. That would spoil things. Best to let them think him a cute and loveable pet. Perhaps in time he would say something, let them find out a bit more about him. Then again, Jiraiya mused, perhaps it would expedite things. Besides, a talking animal at AHS hardly registered on the scale, really. So, Jiraiya decided to take a chance. The little fox raised his nose and sniffed the air a few times, as if smelling something enticing before stretching up, putting his head on Rizel's shoulder and nuzzling her enthusiastically. "Just between you and me," the fox spoke in a whisper only Rizel could hear. "I've never seen this human before. I'm kind of looking for a home...the dark forest isn't exactly....accommodating to smaller creatures like me. After about the fiftieth time of almost getting eaten, I decided to try and find an owner....domesticated life would be much less life-threatening, I'd think. But....please keep the fact that I can talk between us. I'll explain everything later, should you decide to let me come home with you." |
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| Mr. Trout | Jul 9 2008, 01:30 AM Post #28 |
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"Kysse hmm? Thats a lovely name." Unfortunately the girl wasnt paying attention to Eeth at all. She was quite busy with someone else. Which was extremely unfortunate. Well, it was for Eeth. Especially when little Rizel was doing so well with Spot. Eeth could entirely ruin him, but that would be too big a dick move, even for Mr. Hellsing. There wasnt that much to say. Wait, he could do one good deed, one wonderful thing. "Spot is fine, he's just a little skiddish. We were having tea..." Eeth gestured behind him. You know where there were two tea cups still on the table. One for Eeth and one for...well Spot. "So I'd suggest getting him something nice to drink." Our Englishman stretched and started back towards his table, no point in hanging around a gaggle with him playing fifth wheel. "Take care of Spot. But remember to lock the bathroom door. He drinks from the toilet." Okay, mostly a good thing, just one slight dick move. Thats all Eeth had time for before returning to his previous seat and sipping his tea. Though it had chilled a bit, it was still warm enough and tasted good for him. His only problem now was he didnt have anything to read or anyone to provide conversation. |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 10 2008, 02:47 PM Post #29 |
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The waiter had requested that he replace the spilled tea but Kysse refused. After rising from her bow she put her hands up as if to stop him. Why was she such a klutz? “It was my fault, don’t worry about it.” With that she turned to see Rizel still holding the animal and she sighed. ‘Not at the table’, was what she was thinking but she stayed quiet and grabbed her tea. It was then that Eeth had agreed to let Rizel have the fox and he went back to his own table. In that little amount of time Rizel had finished her tea. She was much too excited to stay in a book store with her new talking pet. So she excused herself and told Kysse that they’d be going home so that Rizel could set up things in the dorm for Jiraiya. Rizel set Jiraiya down on the ground to allow him to walk. With a commanding, yet soft voice she requested that he follow her. In a second she was gone, leaving Kysse alone in the book store. As they walked out the door Kysse watched them, picked up her tea, and smiled. It would be different having an animal around the dorm but maybe it’d be fun. It was definitely a good way for Rizel to have another close companion. As soon as they left Kysse walked over to Eeth and tapped his shoulder lightly. “Excuse me. Thank you.” Though Rizel was in a hurry to leave Kysse still wanted to look at the books. But Kysse also wanted to thank Eeth since Rizel hadn’t. Not only that but he also gave them advice to keep the pet out of the bathroom, which Kysse hadn’t considered. As she offered a smile to the older man she also felt as if she should be in the upper level of the store. Maybe he could join her? She wasn’t going to throw that invitation out though, she was much too timid. Instead she excused herself and began the climb up to the shelves of books. She didn’t even question her ability to bring her tea up there; she felt it would be a hassle considering how she had just fell into one of the waiters. Then again, it wasn’t like they would want a girl like that near their books with liquid of any kind. None the less she began filtering through the books, looking for something of interest. |
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| Mr. Trout | Jul 12 2008, 05:31 PM Post #30 |
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Tapping on his shoulder? It could only be an annoyed shop owner asking him to leave. That is all it ever turned out to be. Well, that or someone waiting to sucker punch him. And to be absolutely honest, he did not exactly want to be sucker punched, he just wasnt in the mood for that. So of course he wasnt thrilled to turn his head around. So he didnt. He sat perfectly straight and slowly sipped his tea, hoping that if he avoided turning his head he would avoid being punched. Yes, that was a brilliant and horrible plan at the same time. That was, until she spoke. Now, a woman's voice didnt mean that he wasnt going to get punched. In fact, it usually meant that there was an angry woman who was going to punch him. Well, until he replayed her words again in his head. Thank you? Could thank you lead to punching? Lets see, she could be thanking him ironically for something he did really stupid and horrible to her. Or thanking him for teaching her how horrible men and mankind really were. No, this seemed actually sincere. Key word being seemed. "You are welcome then." He said quite simply, sipping his tea and staring at the cooling cup across from him. Jiraiya had stuck him with the bill! Damn you Spot! Revenge for this will be Eeth's! |
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