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Post by khyran on Jan 10, 2016 5:09:32 GMT
 at most I'm sleeping all these demons away
The L'oiseau Chanteur. Khyran had never been here before, despite the fact that he often walked past it on his way to work every day. He remembered occasionally catching glances at the proprioter through the window (who he honestly could not tell if the Inkling was male or female from a distance), but it never crossed his mind to actually go in there.
At least, not until he was pulled aside by his boss one morning, who shared a few words that were a mixture of stern and concerned: you've gotta get yourself in shape, Khyran. I don't want to have to fire you because you can barely stand. You're a good man. It really wasn't what he wanted to hear. He felt fine. He could work just fine. All this talk about "barely being able to stand" felt like just an unnecessary jab at his disability.
Even so, here he was. He was going to buy himself a fine meal. Something other than canned seaweed, for once.
Khyran pushed the door open to the melodic sound of tinkling bells, and looked around. He honestly couldn't remember the first time he'd come to a restaurant since returning to civilian life. Was he to be seated, or was he supposed to seat himself? He just stood there in the entrance awkwardly, leaning on a walking stick.
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Post by Ervin on Jan 10, 2016 14:07:40 GMT
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Stood with his back to the front entrance and humming softly to the hushed music playing over the speakers, Ervin busied himself behind the bar toward the back of the café. A proud business owner, he took great strides to make sure his space kept to the GOLD standard [Grand Opening Look Daily].
Such tasks included watering plants as needed, wiping down tables, mopping and vacuuming, dusting, sweeping, you name it. Having grown into a standard routine, Ervin was about half way through his list of chores. Perking up at the sound of bells, he slowly turned, pivoting on his heels with a glass in one hand and a cloth in the other. With a big but calm grin, he gave a slight variation of his standard greeting as he set the glass down gently on a coaster.
"Welcome to LoChan, darling. Take a seat where ever you like and I will be right with you. You may view the menu behind me, or the copy at which ever seat you-- " He paused, taking a look at.. who appeared to be a newcomer. Tilting his head ever so slightly, he started up again. "Oh? I do not recognize you, dear. Is this your first time here, maybe? If so, I do hope you enjoy your stay~" Clasping his hands together in front of himself, Ervin motioned joyfully; meeting new inklings was exciting. [newclass=".scroll-light"]max-height:278px;overflow:auto;padding:0px 7px;[/newclass] [newclass=.scroll-light::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]height:10px; border:2px solid #e3e3e3; background-color:#6c6c6c;[/newclass] [newclass=.scroll-light::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:horizontal]background-color:#e3e3e3; border:2px solid #e3e3e3;[/newclass] [newclass=.scroll-light::-webkit-scrollbar]width:11px; height:5px;background-color:#6c6c6c; border:5px solid #e3e3e3;[/newclass] [newclass=".scroll-light2"]padding:0px 5px;text-align:justify;max-height:84.5px;overflow:auto;[/newclass] [newclass=.scroll-light2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]height:10px; border:2px solid #e3e3e3; background-color:#6c6c6c;[/newclass] [newclass=.scroll-light2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:horizontal]background-color:#e3e3e3; border:2px solid #e3e3e3;[/newclass] [newclass=.scroll-light2::-webkit-scrollbar]width:11px; height:5px;background-color:#6c6c6c; border:5px solid #e3e3e3;[/newclass] |
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Post by tracer on Jan 10, 2016 16:28:34 GMT
(I'm just gonna pop in right here.)
Naturally, the newcomer wouldn't be the only patron at The L'oiseau Chanteur. Trudging his way through the cold winter wind, Tracer stepped forth towards the café, arms crossed around his torso in attempt to stay warm. Since his first time at the place, he had become something of a regular guest and today would mark another visit. After having closed his most recent case, he figured he might as well treat himself to a good meal with an equally good drink.
The bells at the entrance rung once more as Tracer opened the door and stepped in, lowering his muffler so it no longer covered the bottom half of his face. "Phew..." He exhaled, rubbing his hands together now the he had entered a warmer environment. He took note of the individual in front of him and waited for them to make their move as he warmed up from the chilling winds.
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Post by khyran on Jan 10, 2016 18:43:51 GMT
at most I'm sleeping all these demons away
K-thunk. K-thunk. Every other step he took was too loud and limping. Looking around the finely polished establishment, Khy felt like he didn't really belong here. Was he underdressed? Had he even taken a good, long shower recently? Could he blend in?
His hopes of blending in and coming in quietly were dashed when he heard the charming voice of the purple-clad proprietor. Well, his hopes of "blending in" we're probably dashed the instant he set foot inside in the first place, but now he found a spotlight practically shining on him.
"Uh- hello. Y-yes, I haven't been here before. Uh- th-thank you." He managed. In his distracted state, he was completely unaware that someone had come in the door behind him, nor did he feel the frigid air as it was briefly let in from outside. He turned around a little too quickly and- thudded right into the fellow behind him, managing to hook his walking stick about the newcomer's feet.
"Whoa!" Losing his balance, his walking stick stuck, Khy's other hand lurched out for something to catch and keep himself upright and- accidentally grabbed at a handful of the stranger's cream-colored tentacle. If he could succeed in grabbing it, it wouldn't really do much to offer him balance. Halfway tripping and halfway snagging onto the stranger, he might end up making them /both/ fall down. OPEN THREAD Ervin tracer Wow I am excite so many great characters ;0; MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by tracer on Jan 11, 2016 2:59:36 GMT
The last thing Tracer expected was to unintentionally make a scene while entering the establishment. Strange how the events could turn for the worst.
It's not that he minded being bumped into. Maybe the fella in front of him wasn't quite paying attention. Honest mistake. Happens to everyone. Then things started to go further south. Tracer nearly tripped as the walking stick hooked on his feet. Somehow, he had managed to keep his balance, but that was before the other grabbed onto his tentacles. The fact that his feet were snared, plus the forward force pulling him meant that he was going to topple down.
Whatever good vibe the day was giving him was starting to rapidly deteriorate in that moment.
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Post by Ervin on Jan 11, 2016 3:30:25 GMT
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"Ah..??" Eyes widening as he watched the scene play out, Ervin covered his mouth with a free hand and rushed over to the fallen pair. With a worried tone, he tried to make sure nothing too serious had happened
"A-are you two ok?? That looked like it might have hurt... " Bending down, he proceeded to try to help them up one at a time
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Post by khyran on Jan 11, 2016 5:43:20 GMT
at most I'm sleeping all these demons away
What resulted from the mutual tumble was a comical tangle of limbs and tentacles. Khyran landed hard on his back and he gave a loud "WHEEZE" as the air was knocked clean out of his lungs. He heard the rapid footsteps of the proprietor coming to his side, and the worried voice. A decidedly masculine voice, he noted. He felt embarrassed for ever assuming the fellow was female.
He felt arms slipping beneath his and hoisting him to his feet. He shakily found his balance. His mind rapidly caught itself up to speed with the situation. He had... just tripped over a complete stranger. In the middle of a diner.
He was mortified. "Oh- oh no! I'm so - I'm s-so sorry. I- I didn't see you-- are you alright?"
He cast an apologetic look to the proprietor, as well, and started to say something, but he just shut his mouth again. He could say "sorry" until he was blue in the tentacles but this probably wasn't helping anyone.OPEN THREAD Ervin tracer i am laughing so hard what a misfortune MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by tracer on Jan 11, 2016 16:30:59 GMT
Tracer let out a low groan as he fell to the floor, clearly dissatisfied with making an entrance in this manner. Once the stranger had been helped off the floor, Tracer got himself up with a grunt. "I'm fine." He answered with no tone in particular, dusting himself off once he had stood up straight. "Though I hope that's not how you introduce yourself to every inkling you meet."
Pausing for a moment, he unhitched the walking stick that was still clung to his leg and held it out to the Khyran. "I believe this is yours."
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Post by khyran on Jan 12, 2016 2:43:48 GMT
at most I'm sleeping all these demons away
Khyran's fingers closed around the walking stick and he fumbled with it, setting it back down. "N-no, this... is the first time it's happened," he replied, a red color still flooding his cheeks and ears. "Uh-... whatever you were going to get, uh. I'll buy." Khy turned to Vinny and said, "I've got his ticket. Please. I won't take no for an answer."
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Post by tracer on Jan 12, 2016 3:31:24 GMT
Tracer blinked before rubbing the back of his head. "Look, pal, that isn't necessary. I get that you're feelin' bad about that little scramble, but I can cover my own meal." Not that he didn't appreciate the gesture, but the stranger in front of him didn't exactly look like the most well-to-do inkling around, and besides, he wasn't sure how he felt about others spending their money on him.
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Post by Ervin on Jan 12, 2016 14:03:51 GMT
[break] ervin Serons-nous détestables ?
Serons-nous admirables ?
Des géniteurs ou des génies ?
Dites-nous qui donne naissance aux irresponsables ? [attr="class","scroll-light"] Honestly just relieved that everyone was ok, Ervin's let out a sigh as his expression returned to the default calm and gentle smile.
"How about this... It's free for today. Think of it as a welcoming gift!"
With a polite bow, he turned back around and headed back for his place behind the bar.
"Whenever either of you are ready, just let me know and I will be right with you~" He winked in their general direction, "And I won't take no for an answer."
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Post by khyran on Jan 14, 2016 3:45:45 GMT
at most I'm sleeping all these demons away
Khyran was still blushing madly, especially knowing that he had an audience for his little spill, and the poor Inkling he had tripped up seemed more than a little annoyed with the situation.
When the proprieter offered to pay for the both of them, Khy raised his hand to protest, but the well-dressed man was already walking away, back to the bar.
Giving him a bow and another quiet apology, he limped on his way to the bar, finding it the nearest place to sit in a straight line from where he was standing, and slipped into a seat.
He wasn't even reading it. And it was obvious by the way he just held it up to his face and stared at it that he wasn't taking in a word of it. He was just trying to disappear. And doing a terrible job of it.
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Post by Ervin on Jan 14, 2016 4:17:28 GMT
[break] ervin Serons-nous détestables ?
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Dites-nous qui donne naissance aux irresponsables ? [attr="class","scroll-light"] Looking toward the stranger, his smile faded a bit as the other seemed to solemnly stare into the ether.
"Maybe some tea will calm your nerves? I have a few varieties.. Or a sandwich? Soup? Salad, perhaps?" Leaning down on the counter, Vinny rested his cheek in his hand, tiltiing his head a little with a questioning expression as he waited for Khyran to respond to.. well.... anything.
"....Sir, do you need to talk about anything? I don't know you, but I am all ears."
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Post by tracer on Jan 14, 2016 4:42:57 GMT
Tracer himself merely nodded at Vinny's statement. If he wasn't going to take no for an answer, Tracer wasn't going to give him that. Besides, he was already on his way back to the bar. Without further delay, Tracer made his way to an open place to sit, taking one that was a single seat down from Khyran. His eyes gazed towards the menu as he went over the selection of food and drink.
He didn't say a word as Vinny conversed...or at least attempted to converse with Khyran, taking his time to choose what he wished to order.
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Post by khyran on Jan 15, 2016 3:36:04 GMT
 at most im sleeping these demons away
Why is he being so... nice? I'm just a stranger. A customer.
Khyran honestly wasn't used to this. He was used to being ignored by practically everyone. He was a janitor, after all. People weren't supposed to look at him. His whole job was about being noticed and making messes go away, so people wouldn't notice anything out of place. I mean, sure, people stared briefly at his leg or his face before they quickly looked away and went about their business.
But this guy- he was making a point to talk to him. Heck, even the fellow he had completely bowled over earlier had chosen to sit nearby.
Come to think of it... he couldn't help but to feel as if he recognized the fellow seated near him at the bar. Where had he seen him before? He certainly wasn't a Turf War participant he looked too old for that. And too focused for Elite Turf War.
The proprieter offered a listening ear. Talk? What did he have to talk about?
"...Soup sounds nice." He said. "Seaweed soup or something, if you've got it. Uh... miso?"
He slowly slid the menu down, and slid it over to the purple fellow.
"Uh..." He cast a sideways look at the other Inkling, then back at the proprietor. "I don't think I've seen either of you around the Turf Wars, but, uh. That's where I work. I'm a janitor, that is. I'm Khy." He fidgeted. "...I... can't help but to think, ahh..." he looked over at the other fellow. "Have we... met? I feel like I've... seen you somewhere before." He blushed with embarrassment, before he suddenly found himself saying: "I have trouble remembering things sometimes, you know. It's... the war. All the bombs going off, stuff knocking me around. Rattles your brain, makes you forget things."
He instantly regretted it. It was as if his lips had a mind of their own and he was just their uncomfortable witness.OPEN THREAD Ervin tracer ghkldhlkhg SORRY KHY'S JUST GONNA KEEP BEIN DEPRESSING MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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