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soul_logs2011-08-08 03:30 pm
celestialistic.livejournal.com) wrote in soul_logs2011-08-08 03:30 pm
Entry tags:
& the deal is sealed.
Characters: Lucy Heartfilia, Shalnark, Okita Sougo.
Location: Deadly Pretty Maid Café.
Rating: PG-something, probably.
Time: December 4; around noon.
Description: Wherein two “brothers” are more alike than most would ever come to appreciate.
Although a sigh had built up somewhere in her chest, it was, unfortunately, lost along the way - dying out before it could even reach her lips. With this, Lucy came to the not-so-sudden realization that: today was an unbearably (and unusually) slow day at work. And not even the popular tunes on the radio seemed to even out the uncomfortably still atmosphere (nor did it, today, interest her in the least).
Swallowing in another potential sigh, she decided to at least attempt to focus on her current task at hand – folding napkins. As menial as it was, she was determined to keep herself busy. “Though, I would still prefer more custom-“and just like an answer to her prayers - the front door chimed.
Perking up significantly, she dropped what she was doing and practically skipped towards the front of the store. With a smile most appropriately making its way on her features, she greeted them with the usual.
“Welcome home, Master.”
Location: Deadly Pretty Maid Café.
Rating: PG-something, probably.
Time: December 4; around noon.
Description: Wherein two “brothers” are more alike than most would ever come to appreciate.
Although a sigh had built up somewhere in her chest, it was, unfortunately, lost along the way - dying out before it could even reach her lips. With this, Lucy came to the not-so-sudden realization that: today was an unbearably (and unusually) slow day at work. And not even the popular tunes on the radio seemed to even out the uncomfortably still atmosphere (nor did it, today, interest her in the least).
Swallowing in another potential sigh, she decided to at least attempt to focus on her current task at hand – folding napkins. As menial as it was, she was determined to keep herself busy. “Though, I would still prefer more custom-“and just like an answer to her prayers - the front door chimed.
Perking up significantly, she dropped what she was doing and practically skipped towards the front of the store. With a smile most appropriately making its way on her features, she greeted them with the usual.
“Welcome home, Master.”
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One of you decide already. I'm tired of standing, and I just want to get some ice cream.
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Isn't there somewhere else you'd like to sit!? Please, for my sake.
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Oi. Who told you guys you could sit here?
[ The pair exchanges glances and then point to Lucy. Sougo follows the point before turning back to them and becoming a bit more threatening. ]
Leave.
[ And so they do. Throwing their money at him and abandoning their half-eaten meals. Sougo snaps his fingers for Lucy. ]
Clean this up, M. There's a knife stuck in the table too. Tch, what bad manners these people had...
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[sliding into the booth, obviously not caring about the people who were scared away]
Treating Miss M that way is pretty lousy. You know, Miss M, you shouldn't let people boss you around.
[pauses]
Unless you really like that sort of thing...
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Thisisnothappeningthisisnothappening. Nothing happened, right?
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[ pointpoint ]
You still haven't cleaned up the table. How can Shal eat his ice cream if he has to look at half-eaten food?
I SO LOST THIS TAG SOMEWHERE I AM SRY GUYS ;_;
[uses his arm to slide all of the plates and cups onto the floor :U]