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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.
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So technically the place wasn't open, but the doors were unlocked, and shoyu was easy enough to make, so she had made the ramen and, after exchanging words with Kariya--she had the feeling he was avoiding something--she was just about to send out the food when she realized that Kariya still hadn't told her just what he charged. And he didn't seem to be responding to his journal.
Everything had been going just too well, obviously. "What did you charge them?!"
Her voice reached the front of the store before she did, but not by much. The food was ready but she had left it just inside the preparation area, bursting through the door to glare at Kariya.