♪ ❝ seems like it crept up out of nowhere ❞

[masqueraid]

Who the P-Thieves & OPEN
When A Stop on the World Tour! April 23rd, 20XX
Where Arito, somewhere in-between "studious atmosphere" and "wild party"... (a book café?)
What It's a Special Day for your local Queen!
Warnings/Notes Please feel free to post your own top-levels! Food(?), beverages and... books? Are here for everyone to enjoy during the get-together! Just... don't touch the books unless your hands are clean. (We don't want to cause a scene. Yet.)

When you walk into the quaint looking café, maybe the scene that greets you wasn't exactly what you were expecting. Not the soft music overhead or the smell of old and new books that line the shelves... that's all pretty standard seeming. It's the makeshift banner that looks as though it was put together in a manner of minutes reading, “ℋAPPY ℬIRTHDAY ℳAKOTO—” that looks rather out of place.

There are a few tables lined with some food and drink, water, juice, tea and coffee— just the basics really. Only a little further down are some baked goods that could easily be mistaken for delicious cupcakes. Unfortunately, on such short notice and even shorter funds... the only thing Ren could come up with were some Kupo-Nut Cakes... if you're willing to try one though, you may just find yourself with a Guts +1 boost.

Well, at least the coffee seems decent.

Comments

[righthandstand]

Okuyasu pays little mind to her nervousness. He's kind of scary, people have told him. And she's super polite. Points for her.

"Eh, we're both in the Monk Guild. I'm gonna go get somethin' to eat."

Two different thoughts followed one another. He wasn't trying to be dismissive, but he supposes he's not too good at small talk. Okuyasu steps around Connie and grabs a cup and the pitcher of apple juice.

[conniemaheswaran]

Interesting. Makoto didn't really strike Connie as a Monk kind of person, but then again, Connie didn't strike most people as a swords kind of person either. She was about to say her goodbyes and back away from the mess she inadvertently created, at least in her mind, but then she remembered her own unpleasant experience with a kupo nut lollipop back on the Center. Connie had trained her nose to detect any trace of the anathema's scent in moogle bakeries to prevent another accident, and her sniffer had definitely had picked up some strong kupo nut signatures on the cupcakes.

"Um, might want to be careful about the cupcakes," Connie says. "They're... pretty nasty. I don't even know why the host got bothered to get them."

1/3

[righthandstand]

By the time Connie had sniffed hard enough to smell the delicate aroma of the Kupo Nuts, Okuyasu had carried his cup, stomped over to the cupcake table, and snatched one for himself. He turns around, eyes still innocent to the onslaught of the Kupo Army?

"Mmpf?" He turns around with half of the cupcake already being chewed. Connie's voice hadn't quite registered with him, just that she was talking while he was thinking about lunch.

The aftertaste of the baked treat settles in.

2/3

[righthandstand]

His eyes grow wide.

cw slight emetophobia (3/3)

[righthandstand]

If Connie thought he was being loud before, she hadn't heard him scream when some of the cupcake travels down his throat.

"Blearrrgh!" Okuyasu spits the remaining food into his hand, grabs a napkin, and spits again. He can still feel it inside. It's as if he hadn't spit out anything at all. Okuyasu presses his napkin against his mouth, hacking and coughing, but the aftertaste lingers.

"Hurk--" He's going to be so sick. The tiny cup of apple juice is downed in a split second before he throws the remains of his dessert into the trash bin and reaches for the pitcher once more.

Re: cw slight emetophobia (3/3)

[conniemaheswaran]

If she didn't do something fast, this situation could get very ugly very fast. Vomit all over the floor was something of an atmosphere-killer, after all. Plus she was fairly certain they'd all be evicted from the cafe. Connie is immediately on the scene to help Okuyasu, dragging the trash bin over for him to retch into if need be, and is already handing Okuyasu another glass of apple juice when he reaches for the pitcher. At least she was quick on her feet in a crisis, if not for socially awkward situations.