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Hark, the smells of coffee beckons to thee!
WHO: Niko, Takeo (open, feel free to make threads and hop)
WHAT: Just another day at work
WHERE: Transcend Coffee
WHEN: Afternoon
He'd probably get tired of the smell at some point. For the moment, the smell alone was good for a caffeine fix until he could find time to sneak a cup for himself.
It was routine at this point: dumping his bag and guitar in the back, writing down his shift time and catching up on note tag, avoiding being swept up in their Boss' antics, and sweeping his hair up in a neat, short pony-tail. Same old, same old...
Transcend, being the hipster artsy place it was, was currently having a special of buy a cake slice, get a little flag art work pointing out of it. The art was all donated, varying from intricate landscapes to abstract who knows what to crude stick figures to suggestive topics that were decidedly inappropriate for younger customers and saved for the late night crowd. Having been pestered to add on to the pile, Niko'd folded a mini-airplane and put it in crash fall into a piece of dark chocolate.
WHAT: Just another day at work
WHERE: Transcend Coffee
WHEN: Afternoon
He'd probably get tired of the smell at some point. For the moment, the smell alone was good for a caffeine fix until he could find time to sneak a cup for himself.
It was routine at this point: dumping his bag and guitar in the back, writing down his shift time and catching up on note tag, avoiding being swept up in their Boss' antics, and sweeping his hair up in a neat, short pony-tail. Same old, same old...
Transcend, being the hipster artsy place it was, was currently having a special of buy a cake slice, get a little flag art work pointing out of it. The art was all donated, varying from intricate landscapes to abstract who knows what to crude stick figures to suggestive topics that were decidedly inappropriate for younger customers and saved for the late night crowd. Having been pestered to add on to the pile, Niko'd folded a mini-airplane and put it in crash fall into a piece of dark chocolate.
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"I'll have an iced double mocha and a slice of dark chocolate cake," she told the barista.
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It would have to be his paper airplane work that was the last piece of dark chocolate. He grabbed it anyway and put it on a plate with a smily, winking face on the surface with the words 'WE WISH YOU HAVE A NICE DAY'. He added a bit of whip on the side and pushed the plate towards the girl before getting to work on her mocha.
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However, he tried to keep the irritation off his face, looking more like his 'broody', quiet self. He said, "Iced double mocha. That'll be 880 yen altogether, miss."
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Kaori quickly counted out the right amount of yen and dropped it into the cash tray. Without saying a word, she simply took her mocha and cake and left.
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He went to count the amount, then, after a moment, sighed when he remembered what he was supposed to ask. He called to her, "Miss? Would you care to fill out a survey about our services?"
Ugh.
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She sat her mocha and cake down then returned to the counter. It'd be a good chance to recommend they not serve paper airplanes to people they were trying to separate from their yen.
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Niko pulled out one of the survey sheets from behind the counter (he was half-surprised there wasn't a layer of dust on them, with how rare they handed them out). Like the plate, there was that smiling, winking face, this time with a 'WE HOPE YOU ENJOYED US~'. He handed it to her along with a pen.
"Here. Fill it out and you have a chance in the monthly draw for ten free drinks."
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"Thanks," she said, some of the ice in her tone beginning to melt.
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Since there weren't anymore customers at the counter at the moment, Niko started restocking the baked goods selection. The girl had taken the last of the dark chocolate picked out some more of that, adding more flag art at random.
One of them was another mini-paper airplane.
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She sampled the mocha first. A little bitter but she liked that. Then she started on the cake. After one bite and expression of pleasure so profound that it bordered on orgasmic surfaced. She closed her eyes, savoring the bite, then quickly took another.
"Oh, this is delicious," she said out to loud to herself.
The bright side of not being an idol anymore was that she could indulge in junk food without her manager pitching a fit.
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He lightly snorted. There was a small smirk on his face for an instance but it quickly disappeared.
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"Hey! Wait, I wasn't done with that yet!"
She pouted.
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A while After Karoi Leaves
But now the exhaustion set in, her water had run dry and the last fifteen minutes or so she'd been racing around town with a dry throat and he knee hurting. The coffee shop was a welcome sight, but she wasn't too keen on the whole hipster aspect. Mostly from having to deal with people who claimed to be them but then mocked the athleates due to their "idosyncratic actions." Whatever that ment. So it had been with a bit of relcutance that she had gone in.
Dressed in her uniform, yellow and blue blazer her last name pinned on a badge, page boy cap with the name of the service on top, blue pants and yellow gym shoes, she stuck out more then she wanted. Taking off the cap she wiped her forehead with some napkins, something that got a look from a few customers in the corner, and sighed to the clerk.
"Bottle of water, a bagel with cream cheese and strawberry jam and a iced expresso please."
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"Sorry. Ice machine's out right now. Still got it hot, though."
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She pulled out her money to pay and glance up, "Got all that?" She didn't wait for a respose before glancing over at the old machine and shaking her head. "I don't get you hipsters, seriously, old stuff doesn't always funtion right. Maybe you should, you know...get something new. Just because you liked it before anyone else doesn't mean it's a good idea."
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"Yeah, well, was working just fine till about now. Today's the just the day it decided to die," Niko said, catching himself before he could wave his hand dismissively. And it would break down during his shift.
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"Sure, as long as I can make it cold." Ayako told him. Her eyes landed on the remains of his airplane handy work and she chuckled, "Add one of those on there too."
"The older they get the more likely they'll break, unless they were built in the fifties," Ayako said to him as she glanced around for an open seat. "At least that's what my mother told me." She shrugged, "Might be a good idea to clean it daily."
"I'm going to sit by the window over there, can you bring me my stuff? How much do I owe?" She counted out her cash.
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"Already do that." At least Niko did; he had a strong feeling who didn't when they were supposed to. "Not like we can go out and change everything up just because it got old either. Besides." He snorted sardonically. "Looks less mainstream this way.
"Yeah, can do. And that'll be 7500."
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She scooped up the hat that read "Sunshine Courier Services" and snorted, "You do know, for a place that calls itself Transend Coffee, it's not really transending anything. Besides that, if this place is trying to be less mainstream but is serving expresso, it's all fake in that sense."
"So who's idea was it for the paper airplane? Kind of cute."
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Niko shifted slightly at the comment. 'Cute' wasn't the word he'd use for it. "Just part of weekly special the boss came up with. Buy a cake, get pretty local art included."
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"A paper airplane is art? Well if something as weird as a soap bar with hair spiraled on it -which I had to deliver once -is seen as," she used air quotes, "Modern Art, then I suppose anything qualifies right?"
Smiling some she waved to him. "When it's done just bring it over to the table will you? I have to sort through the rest of my deliveries."
With that Ayako wandered over to the empty table and sat down. She put her feet up on the chair opposite her and tossed the hat on the table with an uncermonious thump and started to go through the sheets she still had to get signatures for. How people could send the weirdest things in the mail was beyond her.
Who in their right mind would order twenty issues of porn magazines? Man the stuff I deliver to make ends meet. She thought as she looked over the paper in her notebook.
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Niko's lips twitched. "Yeah, well, it's something. Better than just scribbling something down and pretending it's something more than it's not."
It was about five minutes before he came by the girl's table with the carrying tray (and no soap incidents this time). He nodded and said simply, "Espresso, ice, bagel, and water, miss."
The espresso was in a smaller cup decorated with a yellow, sleeping cat; the somewhat melted, small amount of ice in a similar cup but with a sleeping dog; the red mini-airplane looked a bit like a rocket, launching out from the center of the bagel; and both bottles were on the side with the containers for the jam and cream cheese.
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