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sweethymns2016-05-22 06:35 pm
formidable) wrote in sweethymns2016-05-22 06:35 pm
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Pictures in the Dark
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[It's Saturday night at the Midnight Grind, and a busy one at that. Michael's second night on the job has gone smoother than the first; not that his first night was a failure, but he was still trying to learn where everything was, the items on the menu, how to prepare the items on the menu, and the faces and names of regular customers.
Granted, he hasn't become a master of any of it overnight, but tonight is an improvement. For a shy young man, he still gives the impression of being an easygoing, polite employee. He can't outshine Iona in the personality department, but he's at least hopeful he's making a decent first impression.
When there's a lull later in the night, he manages to catch Iona behind the counter.]
You weren't kidding when you said it was going to be a busy weekend. I think I need to buy more comfortable shoes.
Granted, he hasn't become a master of any of it overnight, but tonight is an improvement. For a shy young man, he still gives the impression of being an easygoing, polite employee. He can't outshine Iona in the personality department, but he's at least hopeful he's making a decent first impression.
When there's a lull later in the night, he manages to catch Iona behind the counter.]
You weren't kidding when you said it was going to be a busy weekend. I think I need to buy more comfortable shoes.
[There's a fancy little shopping center that people often visit to waste both time and money. Jake is currently in said shopping area, though he's there to do neither of those things. He appears as if he's looking for something as he walks up and down the sidewalk, like a man who's either lost or can't make up his mind about something.
Morgan said he found a door here. A door that led to some sort of... inter-dimensional cafe, or something, where people with powers went for some food at R&R. If that was the case, he needed to visit as soon as possible -- and for different reasons than his half-brother.
But he can't find the damn thing. He'd almost think that maybe Morgan was pulling the wool over his eyes, if such a thing were his style. However, a hub full of interesting people was the last thing he would have lied about, he thinks.]
"Magical door", my ass. [He mutters, staring at an empty space in-between shops, as if trying to will it to appear.]
Morgan said he found a door here. A door that led to some sort of... inter-dimensional cafe, or something, where people with powers went for some food at R&R. If that was the case, he needed to visit as soon as possible -- and for different reasons than his half-brother.
But he can't find the damn thing. He'd almost think that maybe Morgan was pulling the wool over his eyes, if such a thing were his style. However, a hub full of interesting people was the last thing he would have lied about, he thinks.]
"Magical door", my ass. [He mutters, staring at an empty space in-between shops, as if trying to will it to appear.]
You're getting the hang of it! And I'm surprised, Oren's being pretty easy on you. He's not on me!
[Although, "easy" with Oren is him monotonously telling Michael to repeat steps again and again, especially if one step went wrong in making a drink.]
Once you're done here, every Starbucks in the country will want you, aren't you glad?
[Although, "easy" with Oren is him monotonously telling Michael to repeat steps again and again, especially if one step went wrong in making a drink.]
Once you're done here, every Starbucks in the country will want you, aren't you glad?
[Said shopping center has an organic/whole foods sort of shop that Marianna "Monts" was sent to by Oren. He liked their tea leaves and blends in particular. He even gave Monts extra to spend on herself, how thoughtful. So there's a girl with short bobbed hair and long lashed eyes that walks past Jake (and for a split something it feels dark, eerie, ALMOST sinister) yawning and then rubbing the back of her neck while holding a bag of groceries in the other.]
That guy is so particular about tea leaves... [She's mostly muttering to herself.]
You'd think magic would make things easier, but always making it harder than it needs to be...
That guy is so particular about tea leaves... [She's mostly muttering to herself.]
You'd think magic would make things easier, but always making it harder than it needs to be...
Practice makes perfect although he ought to be more efficient about it. Especially since you're just here for the weekends.
[Current customers have been served already and so she takes the opportunity to lean against the counter with a big sigh.]
Are they any questions you have about the Grind that Oren hasn't answered yet? We can afford a break, so I might as well fill you in.
[Current customers have been served already and so she takes the opportunity to lean against the counter with a big sigh.]
Are they any questions you have about the Grind that Oren hasn't answered yet? We can afford a break, so I might as well fill you in.
[Jake turns around when he feels something dark pass by, an eerie sort of feeling that puts him on edge momentarily --
-- but instead he sees a young... girl? She's muttering to himself, not really paying attention to him, but he does hear a few choice words. And he seems to perk up upon hearing the word "magic". Perfect! Eerie feeling gone.]
Hey, you... girl! [...In retrospect that might have sounded a bit rude, but he was just trying to get her attention and pull her out of her reverie.] Did you say something about magic just now?
-- but instead he sees a young... girl? She's muttering to himself, not really paying attention to him, but he does hear a few choice words. And he seems to perk up upon hearing the word "magic". Perfect! Eerie feeling gone.]
Hey, you... girl! [...In retrospect that might have sounded a bit rude, but he was just trying to get her attention and pull her out of her reverie.] Did you say something about magic just now?
I think that might be his idea of efficiency, which is drilling it into my head until I get it right.
[at least it seems to be working. He already has so many drink recipes memorized, it's ridiculous.]
Well, Oren's been pretty thorough so far. I guess what I've mostly been wondering if you think that the customers will take to me, being a new face and all?
[at least it seems to be working. He already has so many drink recipes memorized, it's ridiculous.]
Well, Oren's been pretty thorough so far. I guess what I've mostly been wondering if you think that the customers will take to me, being a new face and all?
[Aaaah, you're gonna make him blush again; Michael wonders if he can mentally WILL IT AWAY...]
I'm just being... polite. [He idly washes out a coffee cup that needs rinsing in one of the sinks, for no real reason.] Besides, how can they think Oren is too overwhelming? I'd figure girls would be all over him, considering how he looks.
I'm just being... polite. [He idly washes out a coffee cup that needs rinsing in one of the sinks, for no real reason.] Besides, how can they think Oren is too overwhelming? I'd figure girls would be all over him, considering how he looks.
Edited 2016-05-23 03:34 (UTC)
Oh they're definitely all over him. I mean why wouldn't they? But unfortunately, they treat him as if he's on another level they can't reach and they're kinda right. I mean, he's not available. [Being her golem for the time being and all.]
You though. [She points at him and nods knowingly.]
You're approachable. That is KEY in attractiveness. And you're not cocky, overconfident, and you try your best. [She says all of this while gesturing with her arms.]
That way, people go, "Oh, he's dependable. He's refreshing."
Yeah. Refreshing! [THUMBS UP AT MICHAEL]
You though. [She points at him and nods knowingly.]
You're approachable. That is KEY in attractiveness. And you're not cocky, overconfident, and you try your best. [She says all of this while gesturing with her arms.]
That way, people go, "Oh, he's dependable. He's refreshing."
Yeah. Refreshing! [THUMBS UP AT MICHAEL]
[The back of her neck lets out a hiss only she can hear in her head at the possible threat. But Monts is practiced in the art of hiding how she feels and she simply turns around to face Jake. Her smile is sweet as honey as she replies lightly.]
Do you try and listen in on a girl's thoughts all the time? That's a little forward, don't you think?
Do you try and listen in on a girl's thoughts all the time? That's a little forward, don't you think?
[So, there are two ways that he can take that. One, very flattering. Two, he's just the silver medal.
If he were the more prideful sort, Michael might actually be offended. But that's not his personality at all, and instead he does find it flattering, but even more embarrassing with Iona just listing all these attributes off like it's nothing.]
"Refreshing", huh? [Yup, drying off that coffee cup and putting it back in its proper place, now.] You might be overstating things a little though; I'm sure they're just being... civil. [Yeah, that's it, all the girls are being civil to him.]
If he were the more prideful sort, Michael might actually be offended. But that's not his personality at all, and instead he does find it flattering, but even more embarrassing with Iona just listing all these attributes off like it's nothing.]
"Refreshing", huh? [Yup, drying off that coffee cup and putting it back in its proper place, now.] You might be overstating things a little though; I'm sure they're just being... civil. [Yeah, that's it, all the girls are being civil to him.]
[...Oh. Uh. Not what he was expecting to hear, even though it's common sense that he'd be reprimanded for listening in.
Not that Jake thinks he was doing anything wrong, oh no. He's too focused on trying to find the door to this Midnight Grind place that propriety took a backseat, as it often does in his case.
He crosses his arms defensively.]
You were talking out loud. I can't just turn off my ears.
[So there >:| ]
Not that Jake thinks he was doing anything wrong, oh no. He's too focused on trying to find the door to this Midnight Grind place that propriety took a backseat, as it often does in his case.
He crosses his arms defensively.]
You were talking out loud. I can't just turn off my ears.
[So there >:| ]
[He looks at her, as if trying to prove a point that no, he's totally not shy! What are you talking about.....]
You say that kind of thing to any guy, I'm pretty sure he'd be a little shy or embarrassed about it.
[Which is... not at all true. Michael had always been a little naturally shy, but after the accident with his sister, it only accentuated this aspect of his personality, making him more withdrawn that he would normally.] But still, I'm glad you can see I'm trying my best. I want to add to productivity, not be a hindrance.
You say that kind of thing to any guy, I'm pretty sure he'd be a little shy or embarrassed about it.
[Which is... not at all true. Michael had always been a little naturally shy, but after the accident with his sister, it only accentuated this aspect of his personality, making him more withdrawn that he would normally.] But still, I'm glad you can see I'm trying my best. I want to add to productivity, not be a hindrance.
[It's not uncommon really, strangers coming up to either Monts or Iona and asking about the Grind that is. The door itself is confusing and people who were new to the cafe and perhaps did have the sight for it, but kept missing the entrance, networked with acquaintances and friends in the supernatural world, telling them to keep an eye out for the golem, Iona, or Monts and these so-and-so hours. The irregular cafe hours do make it hard for most people to really get a hold on any of them, but the weekends were always a guarantee.
Monts mirrors Jake's action and also crosses her arms at him.]
You could also be more polite? Some clarification would be a plus too.
Monts mirrors Jake's action and also crosses her arms at him.]
You could also be more polite? Some clarification would be a plus too.
Believe it or not, when I first started up this place a few years ago, it was kind of hard to build a customer base. I mean, it's not conventional to begin with since the door can be hard to find.
And on top of that... Witch? Cafe full of sweets and delicious drinks? I had a lot of the, "You're not doping or fattening us up are you?" questions.
And on top of that... Witch? Cafe full of sweets and delicious drinks? I had a lot of the, "You're not doping or fattening us up are you?" questions.
[Oh my god. Ryan is in heaven, absolute nirvana-like bliss. All around him, he is surrounded by the epitome of human innovation, glorious, glorious bringers of vital sustenance--
Food trucks.
It must have been some kind of special day that he wasn't aware of, but the whole square downtown in brimming with them. And the smells, oh, the smells. There's too much. He doesn't know where to start. Hamburgers? Creole? Asian? Specialty drinks?
He stands in the middle of the square, looking around, pulled in one direction to another by the smells, but having trouble deciding on one.]
I don't have enough hands for the amount of food I want to shovel into my mouth right now.
[...He says, to no one in particular. The area around him is buzzing with people, so he's sure no one probably heard him either.]
((ooc; super duper basic info in his journal, I wrote it all furiously before lunch))
Food trucks.
It must have been some kind of special day that he wasn't aware of, but the whole square downtown in brimming with them. And the smells, oh, the smells. There's too much. He doesn't know where to start. Hamburgers? Creole? Asian? Specialty drinks?
He stands in the middle of the square, looking around, pulled in one direction to another by the smells, but having trouble deciding on one.]
I don't have enough hands for the amount of food I want to shovel into my mouth right now.
[...He says, to no one in particular. The area around him is buzzing with people, so he's sure no one probably heard him either.]
((ooc; super duper basic info in his journal, I wrote it all furiously before lunch))
[Polite? The problem being is that Jake didn't think he was being rude; he was ever the oblivious man when it came to certain social interactions.
He doesn't uncross his arms, but he speaks with a bit more... congeniality than before, though it still has a slight edge to it.]
Fine. I asked if you were talking about magic, because if you are of the magically inclined, you might have be able to help me with something.
He doesn't uncross his arms, but he speaks with a bit more... congeniality than before, though it still has a slight edge to it.]
Fine. I asked if you were talking about magic, because if you are of the magically inclined, you might have be able to help me with something.
[A flat (just flat, nothing sarcastic or irate) voice speaks up to answer Ryan's conundrum.]
That one. [The man points to the black food truck with a decently short line and appetizing smells of fused spices and herbs.]
Quality is consistent.
[This is research.
That's what Iona told Oren anyways. Food trucks were great to get ideas from so that they could concoct their own dishes in the Grind as specialty items or understand when a customer was being particular. Oren had followed his master to this area in order to research properly and try everything. EVERYTHING.
He does seem to stand out among the crowd though, with his long hair and fine features. Even more so with the gigantic ice cream sandwich he's holding in his hands.]
That one. [The man points to the black food truck with a decently short line and appetizing smells of fused spices and herbs.]
Quality is consistent.
[This is research.
That's what Iona told Oren anyways. Food trucks were great to get ideas from so that they could concoct their own dishes in the Grind as specialty items or understand when a customer was being particular. Oren had followed his master to this area in order to research properly and try everything. EVERYTHING.
He does seem to stand out among the crowd though, with his long hair and fine features. Even more so with the gigantic ice cream sandwich he's holding in his hands.]
Oh of course not! Not now anyways. From what Berna told me... Oh, that's my grandma by the way-- From what she told me, that was probably something done by ancient witches, but you wouldn't know because they're dead.
[Iona shrugs.]
Proving that cannibalism does not support a healthy magic body system. People just ask just to be kind of annoying anyways.
[Iona shrugs.]
Proving that cannibalism does not support a healthy magic body system. People just ask just to be kind of annoying anyways.
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