estoria | ☠Second Reel: Tea for two [Closed]

Who: Grell/

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When: Backdated to Nov 9th
Where: Some tea place that may have seating
What: Grell insisted they meet for tea. Arthur suggested they meet at this place.
Rating/Warning: PN for Prickly Nations

From what Grell could see on her map, there were a number of tea shops in this world. Whether or not they were of any quality was up to her to decide. If she planned to accept bribes from her future pupils, she had to make sure they were giving her good quality items. What was the point of giving her cheap tea for a passing grade?

Right now, she was waiting in front of one tea shop Arthur had suggested, wearing a biker styled black jacket (with a collar that didn't hide her neck tattoo), a short red dress, black leggings, and her usual shoes. Her CereVice was currently keeping her occupied during her wait, but she was using the time wisely. She was scanning over some codes she developed in an attempt to "get to know the system better", and from time to time, she was typing in or deleting codes.

Grell looked around for her tea date, in case she got too absorbed in her work. Nope, no familiar head of blonde hair just yet. She'll try again in a few more minutes.

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Grell peeled her eyes away from her work and smiled brightly to him, waving a hand in his direction. She pocketed her device into her tote bag.

"Good afternoon~! So nice to meet you in person!" His style did not go unnoticed by her, as her eyes did roam over his attire, not at all shy to do so. "You're looking rather dapper!" . She turned her gaze to the shop they were to explore. "Have you been here before?"

Dapper! That was a word England had not heard used to describe him in a long time. Very rarely did he dress up anymore. Even now, he was wearing an old cardigan underneath the nicer jacket. He almost never kept up his appearance unless he was meeting with royals, and occasionally for world meetings. Most of the time, England just liked to be comfortable, and more often than not comfortable meant untidy.

His cheeks reddened when she boldly raked her eyes over him and he cleared his throat nervously. "N-no, not yet. A friend told me it was here and let me sample some tea she had bought. This is the first time I'm checking it out for myself."

Most of the company she keeps wouldn't ever dress as he did. They have a hard time keeping their shirts either on or closed. They also didn't believe in trousers like the pair Arthur has. Hence, dapper.

She was also not unaware of her bold nature, and how it made him a tad uncomfortable. It was an affect that proved valuable during the best and worst of times. Her smile was still there, as friendly as ever. Well, as friendly as it got with such sharp teeth.

"Well, it must have been good enough for you to inspect it further! Shall we, then?"

Even when they were talking over the CereVice, England had noticed those teeth. They were so strange, all pointed like that. It was a jarring image. He would not bring them up, but he did wonder how they came to be that way. Was Grell born with teeth like that, or had she had them all filed to points? Well, it was none of his business, anyway.

He gave her a crisp nod and they entered the tea shop together. England recalled the job information he'd been given upon his arrival; if he liked it here, he should consider asking for a job. He was going to need money, eventually, and working would make it look like he was conforming to CERES' rules. He could make this job part of his plan.

"The tea I tried was quite delicious. I can't remember the blend off the top of my head, because it wasn't something I'd had before. But I was impressed."

Upon entering, there were at least two entire walls dedicated to shelves upon shelves of various teas, along with a couple of ladders to access the ones placed on higher shelves. There were also tables set up for customers to enjoy their purchases, and a case by the register to house finger foods to accompany their drinks. A few patrons were already occupying some tables.

"Perhaps you could describe it to one of the staff? They should know their own wares. Or we could explore something new!"

Grell went over to a random shelf and browsed a few teas before picking up an interesting one called Matinee. She held it up for Arthur to see. "Something like this? It seems interesting."

"I don't mind trying something new when tea is involved," England replied, glancing over the description of the tea Grell chose. This place was fancy, and he was actually pleasantly surprised. "That looks good for now." He would look at the more herbal blends later.

This could definitely be a shop she would be frequenting. Grell gave a nod at Arthur's approval. "Then I'll just bring this to the register and get things started. Could you grab a table for us, dear?"

England gave her another nod and then went to do just that. He managed to find a table in the back that wasn't hidden, but was away from the register and the doors that led to the noisy shopping district. It would be quiet, a good place for a conversation.

There was a menu to peruse, filled with little snacks, like miniature sandwiches and cakes and cookies, things to go with the tea. Looking at the foods made England feel homesick, but he decided he would order something from there anyway, when Grell returned. He had no idea what would go well with the blend she suggested, so it would be best to taste the tea first, by itself, and then order snacks accordingly.

After searching around for where Arthur had chosen their seating and spotting him, Grell carefully walked over with their beverages on a tray. The cups and saucers were simply white, holding a fresh batch of tea. There was also a gold bell sitting on the tray. Grell took extra care to not trip along the way, so it was taking a while for her to arrive. The tray was set down without a mishap, however, much to her relief.

"They gave us samples of the tea, and if we like it, we can purchase it." She set the cups on the table, with one in front of Arthur. "The bell is for refills."

She sat across from her, setting the tray aside and took hold of her cup, smelling its aroma. A sweet scent that wasn't too overpowering.

☠Second Reel: Tea for two [Closed]

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