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thatdamnknight) wrote in estoria2016-03-21 07:42 pm
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[open] everybody wants to be a cat
Who: Edna earthpulse, Flynn Scifo thatdamnknight and you!!
When: 6/11 IC.
Where: A restaurant in town
What: Two suckers got roped into helping a restaurant with a promotion. Come for the free samples and prizes, stay for the cat puns!
Warnings: Gratuitous amount of puns.
a. with flynn.
[Hey you! Yes, you! If you're walking by a certain restaurant (one with balloons all around and colorful blue and pink decorations clearly indicating some special event), a blond clad in this waiter attire plus bonus matching cat ears and a cute cat plushy hanging off his arm approaches with a plate full of pastry goodies. There's a couple cupcakes, a few slices of apple pie and some truffles. Mmm delicious!]
Paw-don me, would you like to try a free sample? They're the purr-fect way to brighten up a day.
[Forgive him for the puns. They said to use puns. Ugh, too many puns. They come out so awkward sounding, too. Is he blushing awkwardly on top of everything? Of course he is. Flynn can't not blush like a schoolgirl when out of his comfort zone.
The 'they' in this case happens to be the restaurant where a certain Yuri Lowell used to work at. It turns out they were having a promotion with some TV show, 'Hiya Feline' or whatever, and ended up short-staffed. Calling Yuri to help out lead to him roping Flynn into helping out instead. The roping further continued with Flynn asking for Edna's assistance. The additional helping hand will make things go all the smoother. Plus, better suf-fur together than alone, right?
But hey, the samples are very tasty! Try one?]
b. with edna.
[ It is not very much like Edna to participate in these sorts of things, she'll insist if asked, but a part of her is secretly pleased at being able to wear cute things and having people notice her for it. The "being noticed" part is especially...coincidental, as it turns out her resonance (or those of others) has apparently risen to the level that normal humans can see her, all while waitressing in this Hiya Feline (tm) getup. In her opinion, it's much better than the hastily-made ghost-esque bedsheet she was forced to wear as to make things more convenient for her customers at her regular job.
Flynn roping her into this particular situation with the power of sunshine, puppy eyes, and flattery totally has nothing to do with either. Nope. None at all.
With menu in hand, Edna will be addressing the nearest person who comes up to her with a sickeningly sweet smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes and a higher-pitched voice. ]
We're running a special collaboration today, so if you're feline [ internally grimaces ] in the mood for cute desserts, meow's your chance.
[ ...Unless she recognizes them, in which case they'll be greeted by her real self: monotone voice, apathetic expression, and smile wiped off her face, with her brow betraying just a hint of an expression like she saw a particularly nasty insect flying around. There's no point pretending around them, after all. ]
Oh. It's you.
c. with both.
[No cute event can be complete without some cute prizes! It's why right outside the restaurant is a nice little prize wheel stand with prizes ranging from a free dessert or free meal to a life size plushy of Miss Feline herself and other merchandise. One spin costs 1 credit so it's a good deal!
The two lucky individuals manning it right now are none other than Flynn and Edna. Flynn, on his end, smiles brightly and still a tad awkwardly as he tries to draw in passerbyers. Gratuitous amounts of cat puns will never stop feeling strange despite them coming a lot easier now.]
Come and try your luck! For one credit, you can win a paw-sitively fantastic prize!
[Edna on the other hand, has blasted through the "awkward" zone of expression and is in full-fledged apathy mode as she follows Flynn's tentative lead to the...best(?) of her ability. ]
Unless you don't like desserts, food, or giant dolls, in which case you probably have a bigger underlying problem on your hands and I would wonder what's wrong with you.
[ does this even count as reverse psychology ]
So go on. Give it a spin. Prove me wrong.
earthpulse, Flynn Scifo thatdamnknight and you!!When: 6/11 IC.
Where: A restaurant in town
What: Two suckers got roped into helping a restaurant with a promotion. Come for the free samples and prizes, stay for the cat puns!
Warnings: Gratuitous amount of puns.
a. with flynn.
[Hey you! Yes, you! If you're walking by a certain restaurant (one with balloons all around and colorful blue and pink decorations clearly indicating some special event), a blond clad in this waiter attire plus bonus matching cat ears and a cute cat plushy hanging off his arm approaches with a plate full of pastry goodies. There's a couple cupcakes, a few slices of apple pie and some truffles. Mmm delicious!]
Paw-don me, would you like to try a free sample? They're the purr-fect way to brighten up a day.
[Forgive him for the puns. They said to use puns. Ugh, too many puns. They come out so awkward sounding, too. Is he blushing awkwardly on top of everything? Of course he is. Flynn can't not blush like a schoolgirl when out of his comfort zone.
The 'they' in this case happens to be the restaurant where a certain Yuri Lowell used to work at. It turns out they were having a promotion with some TV show, 'Hiya Feline' or whatever, and ended up short-staffed. Calling Yuri to help out lead to him roping Flynn into helping out instead. The roping further continued with Flynn asking for Edna's assistance. The additional helping hand will make things go all the smoother. Plus, better suf-fur together than alone, right?
But hey, the samples are very tasty! Try one?]
b. with edna.
[ It is not very much like Edna to participate in these sorts of things, she'll insist if asked, but a part of her is secretly pleased at being able to wear cute things and having people notice her for it. The "being noticed" part is especially...coincidental, as it turns out her resonance (or those of others) has apparently risen to the level that normal humans can see her, all while waitressing in this Hiya Feline (tm) getup. In her opinion, it's much better than the hastily-made ghost-esque bedsheet she was forced to wear as to make things more convenient for her customers at her regular job.
Flynn roping her into this particular situation with the power of sunshine, puppy eyes, and flattery totally has nothing to do with either. Nope. None at all.
With menu in hand, Edna will be addressing the nearest person who comes up to her with a sickeningly sweet smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes and a higher-pitched voice. ]
We're running a special collaboration today, so if you're feline [ internally grimaces ] in the mood for cute desserts, meow's your chance.
[ ...Unless she recognizes them, in which case they'll be greeted by her real self: monotone voice, apathetic expression, and smile wiped off her face, with her brow betraying just a hint of an expression like she saw a particularly nasty insect flying around. There's no point pretending around them, after all. ]
Oh. It's you.
c. with both.
[No cute event can be complete without some cute prizes! It's why right outside the restaurant is a nice little prize wheel stand with prizes ranging from a free dessert or free meal to a life size plushy of Miss Feline herself and other merchandise. One spin costs 1 credit so it's a good deal!
The two lucky individuals manning it right now are none other than Flynn and Edna. Flynn, on his end, smiles brightly and still a tad awkwardly as he tries to draw in passerbyers. Gratuitous amounts of cat puns will never stop feeling strange despite them coming a lot easier now.]
Come and try your luck! For one credit, you can win a paw-sitively fantastic prize!
[Edna on the other hand, has blasted through the "awkward" zone of expression and is in full-fledged apathy mode as she follows Flynn's tentative lead to the...best(?) of her ability. ]
Unless you don't like desserts, food, or giant dolls, in which case you probably have a bigger underlying problem on your hands and I would wonder what's wrong with you.
[ does this even count as reverse psychology ]
So go on. Give it a spin. Prove me wrong.
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A valuable asset. [Can you hear the dryness in his tone... he can't believe this, he really can't.]
In other words, the people in this place are too stupid to realize when they are being mocked.
[Because it's... Edna....]
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between the begging comment and leon's fairly accurate assessment, flynn can't help but smile awkwardly in turn. how to even reply. uh... okay, best to clear this up one rude misconception at a time. start with sir rosebud and move up to lady snarks-a-lot.]
N-not at all. Lady Edna's meow-thods in drawing in customers are... [rude and blunt] far from the norm, however they don't involve mocking the customer... [much] And no begging had been involved, though the paw-rt about taking home leftover sweets is true.
[see? telling the truth and being kind about it is doable, kids.]
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I only really mock customers for my usual waitressing job, and that's part of the deal they signed up for.
[ And in her off-time, but that's better left unsaid because it's heavily implied at this point, just because Edna is Edna. ]
Surprisingly enough, people actually want to be mocked there. Verbal masochists sure are weird.
[ So it's okay, since they...pay for it??? Insult cafes are weird. ]
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As I said--they are too stupid to realize otherwise. Though I suppose that is their own problem, and none of my concern.
[Thanks, Leon.
And then he's...making a face despite himself. Verbal masochists....]
... In fact, the people here are strange in many ways. Verbal masochists sound like pathetic lowlives to me.
[He doesn't like them, which is unsurprising because Leon doesn't like anyone.]
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this...
this is both rude and not an appropriate topic to discuss in front of a prize wheel stand!! there could be children nearby!! or people far less corrupted than their group!!!
his eyes widen momentarily before a very much forced smile returns. flynn bites back saying that or anything for the moment because surely they both will realize this and stop! insulting customers and speaking about their... kinks in a public space will not do! sure, verbal masochism is something far less common and the individuals would probably enjoy the words being spo--
no no, not the point!! he is not going down the thought path of what verbal masochists would enjoy.]
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[ Well, from what she knows, everyone but Chaltier. Poor Flynn, though.
She looks at Flynn, catching his momentary wide eyes. Did they offend sir knight??? Well, that's Edna and Leon like all the time, unfortunately for him. ]
Do you have something to say?
[ Not one to beat around the bush, she is. ]
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Don't be ridiculous.
[Is he being nice for once?]
Everyone is an idiot. [Oh.] Only the truly pitiful are lowlives like that.
[No, he's still a dick. He also doesn't care if Flynn has something to say, but...such is Leon...]
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flynn takes a deep breath, smile immediately vanishing. his expression can be described like that of a mom about to lecture 5 year old about drawing on the walls. lecture mode activate.]
I, in fact, do. Lady Edna, while that may be your usual occupation, it is entirely inappropriate to discuss such a topic in a public space and doubly so where young children may be present. Your role today is that of a waitress, not... [...he will not say it.] indulging questionable fantasies so please refrain from speaking of it.
[the lecturing then jumps over to tsun number 2. flynn's gaze remains stern and doesn't waver at all. as much as he likes leon (somehow??), this rude attitude is not gonna go on!!]
And your present attitude is equally inappropriate, Sir Leon. While I normally respect the harshness of your words, insulting those who may be our customers and driving them away is not something I will purr-mit to go on any further. You are entitled to your thoughts, but you will not continue sharing them here.
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...You're right. I chose my words and topic of conversation poorly and neglected to take into account we were in a public space.
[ And because she's (surprisingly) mature enough to do so when she knows that she's done wrong, she'll actually put on her Big Girl panties and...............................apologize. ]
...Sorry about that.
[1/2]
????
Leon had no idea that Flynn could even lose the smile, so this is a surprise to him, and actually manages to shut him up for a bit. That, and the fact that overall, Fynn really isn't... wrong.]
[2/2]
Because he's Leon.
So he frowns shortly, meeting Flynn's eyes.]
While I will not deny that this was likely an inappropriate venue for this sort of conversation, I will not have you telling me what I shall or shall not continue to do.
Do not even begin to believe that you can tell me what to do.
[Ah. Yes. He's five. Five and with Issues.]
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temper tantrums do nothing. good job acting like you're 5.
his eyes hold leon's unwaveringly.]
That is not the issue at hand, Sir Leon.
[a blunt comment. way to go off topic. flynn purses his lips before speaking again. usually leon's attitude doesn't bug him, but it's definitely succeeding right now.]
That said, the reason I had spoken up to begin with was due to you failing to do what ought to be done and required being told so. I will not bite my tongue when that occurs regardless of your feelings on the matter.
[commandant flynn rears his stubborn and intense lil head. can sir rosebud win against such an opponent?]
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Do you really want to get into a verbal slapfight here? Over this, of all things? Think about it a little more.
[ A part of her wants to whine to Chaltier and ask him to do something about his brat of a master, tbh. ]
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[Leon is all ready and prepared to throw a fit here and now, honestly; he doesn't appreciate Flynn's tone at all, nor does he appreciate the way that he seems to think that he has the right to address him this way. But then Edna steps in, and...well, if anything, her words are a bit of a reality check.
It would look ridiculous to get into an argument with them like this.
For fuck's sake, they're still wearing cat ears.
So Leon just huffs sharply, turning away and crossing his arms tightly as he does.]
Fine. I'm leaving.
[Which is...precisely what he's going to do, stalking off irritatedly with a flick of his cape.
So really, he's still kind of 5 years old.]