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Father Son and Holy Ghost, who eats the fastest gets the most [Active]
Character(s): Kariya, Sonic, eventually Uzuki
Content: Reapers' Ramen is almost ready for its grand opening! Predictably, Sonic is early.
Setting: Reapers' Ramen [G9, not too far from Niflheim Gate]
Time: Early afternoon
Warnings: None
It wasn't a bad place they'd found, all told. The building may have been abandoned, and there was some water damage going on if you looked close, but it had a kitchen with a stove, and even some leftover soup pots big enough to serve a prison mess.
The front room was small and quaint. A decent-looking bar, these little Victorian style tables and chairs, plus some big armchairs in decent condition, the comfiest of which Kariya had claimed almost instantly and pretty much been sprawled out in ever since.
Technically, Uzuki had him set to work the register. Except they hadn't actually been able to find a register, and Kariya had interpreted "work" to mean "Google a Solitaire download from the comfort of your armchair."
(He hadn't found one.)
This shop. Terrible idea? Sure. More work than it was worth? Most likely. Completely missing the point of a vacation? Oh hell yes.
But he was getting paid ramen-and-a-half. Couldn't damn well argue with that.
Content: Reapers' Ramen is almost ready for its grand opening! Predictably, Sonic is early.
Setting: Reapers' Ramen [G9, not too far from Niflheim Gate]
Time: Early afternoon
Warnings: None
It wasn't a bad place they'd found, all told. The building may have been abandoned, and there was some water damage going on if you looked close, but it had a kitchen with a stove, and even some leftover soup pots big enough to serve a prison mess.
The front room was small and quaint. A decent-looking bar, these little Victorian style tables and chairs, plus some big armchairs in decent condition, the comfiest of which Kariya had claimed almost instantly and pretty much been sprawled out in ever since.
Technically, Uzuki had him set to work the register. Except they hadn't actually been able to find a register, and Kariya had interpreted "work" to mean "Google a Solitaire download from the comfort of your armchair."
(He hadn't found one.)
This shop. Terrible idea? Sure. More work than it was worth? Most likely. Completely missing the point of a vacation? Oh hell yes.
But he was getting paid ramen-and-a-half. Couldn't damn well argue with that.
Order switch AND right place this time
Now, the business was new, and the system was imperfect, and Kariya considered briefly how he could pass on the order to Uzuki without having to get out of his chair. The problem was, though, he would have to collect either way, and he didn't remember what he'd put down for prices.
So a few seconds later, he was forced to get up anyway to join them at the menu. "That'll beeeeeee....." The last vowel trailed off into the air as he deciphered enough of his handwriting to notice the problem. "Oh." He stood back and stuck his lollipop in his mouth, thinking, then removed it again. "What've you got?" he asked.