clumsyjesus: (I fell over again.)
Colette Brunel ([personal profile] clumsyjesus) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2012-04-29 06:45 pm

[Active, Open]

Character(s): Colette Brunel and YOU! Multiple-threads are okay!
Content: Colette the clumsy waitress brings you food!
Setting: Jountenheim's Cheap Eats
Time: Lunchtime-afternoon, Week 40
Warnings: None yet!

Anybody who went to Jountenheim’s Cheap Eats today to have a bite to eat may get their clothes dirty.

Today was Colette’s first day as a waitress at the restaurant. She just went for a bite to eat and heard from some of the staff that the place was a little short of waiters. Considering the fact that she had no real lead on how to help everyone get out of Castle Oblivion and back home and that Zelos told her that it was okay to relax a little (although she still did worry about home to some extent) and because she was not the type to turn away from somebody in need, Colette agreed to help and so she was hired.

So far, however, she was exactly having a great day at work. The restaurant was surprisingly packed that day and she was having a problem remembering some of the right orders for the right tables. Not to mention that Colette was not exactly known for her balancing skills. Therefore, a few times, she actually had to go back to the kitchen and process the orders again, thanks to her occasionally tripping and spilling food over the place.

[Multi-thread logs allowed! Comment if you want Colette to spill wine/food all over you or break your glass or plate from her tripping over. Or if you just want her to serve the food or just talk with her, that’s also fine. Just ordering from her is cool as well. Whatever!]
foramelody: (Le Sigh)

I'm sorry this tag took me forever... Notif fail then muse fail, then mun fail...

[personal profile] foramelody 2012-07-13 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Roderich watched as Flandre had her tempter tantrum, sitting patiently and quietly, making sure he paid attention to details. He wanted to make sure he talked to her about her behavior later when she calmed down.

What really worried him was, strangely, the cake exploding. Sure, she could fly...or float... however you want to put it, but he hadn't seen her do something like this before. The cake splattered everywhere, including on him, and he sighed before grabbing his napkin, again, and wiping off his face. He noticed her calming down after she sat down though, and gave her a look.

"Feeling better?"