http://rigsthegame.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] rigsthegame.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2009-01-27 06:59 pm

[Open Thread]

Character(s): Mr. Hanekoma. Open to anyone who wants to join
Content: The Paixao branch of WildKat Coffee is open for business. Feel free to stop on by!
Setting: WildKat Coffee, corner of H5
Time: Throughout the day
Warnings: None.
Note: This will be party style, so feel free to start your own threads, and Mr. H will jump into them. Also, if you want tag other people's threads, since this can be a great chance to meet someone new!



Wiping down the counter of the newly opened Paixao branch of WildKat coffee, Hanekoma looked around to do one last check that everything was in order for a new day of customers. So far business hadn't exactly been booming, but even if he met one new customer Hanekoma was willing to call it a good day.

After all, the more people he met, the more his world expanded, and the more he understood the events that surrounded him. That in mind he moved to the door, and flipped the sign to 'Open.'

[identity profile] a-spikyfriend.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
Now this seemed to be an interesting place. New, in fact. And that in itself was enough to draw Naja out, sniffin' like the curious mithra she could be! Besides, with the name 'WildKat' (which reminded her of the Wildcat Badges she had back home) and coffee... well, it might as well be love!

She walked casually into the building, ears twitching, nose taking in the sweet fragrance... oh, it had been a long while since she had a good cup of coffee! She missed having Abquhbah around to make it.

Naja slipped up to the counter, resting one arm across it, her mace, Morgenstern, propped against the other. A lazy grin slid over her face. "Trrruly a blessing, this place," she purred.

[identity profile] a-spikyfriend.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
"The pleasure is all mine," and she might have actually meant it. And staring at the list, her eyes widened just a fraction at finding just what she wanted. Wonderful. She would certainly become a regular here. "Naja Salaheem," she told him, for once leaving out the 'president' part that she held so dearly, even here. She was still president of Sara, wherever the hell that man took her. She'd figure it out.

Probably.

She spun a finger through the air then let it land on probably one of the strongest coffee on the list. "That would be even more pleasurable."

[identity profile] a-spikyfriend.livejournal.com 2009-01-28 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Quite the charmer, Hanekoma, wasn't he? He should teach others; it would serve many folk some good. She took the mug in one hand and gently set her mace down on the counter, enjoyably taking a breath in of the fragrance. "The strongest," she said with a grin, then took a deep sip, the heat hardly bothering her. It was refreshing.

Naja set the cup back down and she gave him an appreciative nod. "You and I? I think we're going to be grrreat friends."