[OPEN] The Way of a Woman

[dishonorstudent]

Who: Ryuko and you!
When: November 12th (ic)
Where: Shopping District; Ceres Juice booth
What: Shenanigans at the workplace. Ryuko is told to be more social with the customers.
Rating/Warning: None.


a.
[ It's been about a week since Ryuko started the Ceres Juice gig. Management has said that she had the right "look" as an attendant, but her attitude could use some improvement. The trick to attracting customers is to always SMILE and make them feel SPECIAL. Of course, Ryuko would have none of that, as those sound more like job requirements for the Pleasure District... however, a girl needs to make ends meet somehow. How else is she going to buy that motorcycle?

With a clearly forced smile, Ryuko greets any patron that approaches the counter. ]

Welcome to Ceres Juice~! Where we do the hard juice, so you don't have to! ( What the hell does that even mean? ) ...Uh. What will it be today~?


b.
[ Sometime later, in an hour when the Shopping District is less busy, Ryuko can be seen neglecting her duty and trying to catch some quick power naps at the counter. Senketsu, her talking uniform that only Ryuko can hear, is trying to keep her from falling asleep. He tells her that if she's having trouble staying awake, then she shouldn't stay up so late the night before. ]

Hnngh... gimme a break, Senketsu... it ain't like anyone's gonna see us...

[ To anyone who's oblivious about Senketsu, she looks like a crazy person just talking to her inanimate clothes. ]


c.
[ Hooray, it's lunch break!! Now she can really slack off and not get in trouble by anyone. Her work ethics could use some brushing up, however, as she's sitting with her bum on the counter and back turned towards any customers. With a delicious McCeres Burger in hands, she's not letting anyone ruin her 30 minutes of paradise. ]

Go away. [ She takes another mouthful. ] Busy.


d.
[ Feel free to make up your own prompt, whether as a co-worker or just bumping into her on her way home or whatever. ]

Comments

a

[niceguypose]

[Lee's face brightens up as he recognizes her.]

Ryuko-san! I... [Then, his face becomes shonen and determined.] will take your hardest juice!!

[dishonorstudent]

M-my h... --it ain't supposed to b-- that doesn't even mean anything! [ Way to take her right out of her friendly barista persona! ]

[niceguypose]

[Rock Lee blinks in confusion.]

But, then, ah... I beg you pardon, Ryuko-san, but why did you say it?

b;

[journaler]

[ Leia's decided that she likes the shopping district, so it's no real surprise that she's starting to frequent it regularly. She's got to get a job, just like Jude did, after all... and juice could only help her! Clearly.

If only there was someone to serve her. ]

Hey, Ryuko!

[ She calls out in a laugh, oblivious to her mumbling at first... though she hopes she isn't interrupting a, ahem, interesting dream.

She's waving a hand to get her attention. ]

[dishonorstudent]

[ interesting dream al;fnafbrae ]

--L-Leia! [ She suddenly straightens herself out again, trying to look professional. ] I.. I was just... what are you doing here? [ As if it's not obvious. ]

b......

[bakudanma]

<sub>[ CLUNK.
Right next to Ryuko's stand is somebody else trying to sell something else. Was this the beginning of competition in the air? That was definitely a boombox he put right next to her station.
The familiar long hair clearly gave away who he was, but he was dressed in a different sort of flare today. Nothing like Edo-period Japan like he usually wore. But the more I think of it, Ryuko hasn't ever seen him in his typical attire, so seeing him wear something completely different isn't anything out of the ordinary.

He folds his hands together then stretches his palms outwards, cracking them.
Without hesitation when he feels he is ready, he leans over to pumps up a beat without any lyrics in the background. Just what was he doing? ]</sub>

Some like'em skinny, some like'em tall—
Some like'em black, some like'em white—
Some are picky, yo! Some want them all—
Some like them fattening, some like them light—

Ditch the juice, man,
Got a better plan,
Coffee where it's at,
And I can help you with that—

C to the O to the double-f, double-e,
Our coffee in the Pleasure District is where you should be, yo!

_{[ So much for your nap, Ryuko. ]}

1/3

[dishonorstudent]

[ what...

don't bite, ryuko

do not bite.

He can do whatever he wants, it's not like she cares about this business. Hell, her day would go by easier if there were less people here and more at the Pleasure District. ]

2/3

[dishonorstudent]

[ But... THAT SONG. Not to mention the nerve!

THE GOD DAMN NERVE.

This may not be about the business at all, it's an attack on her pride. To lose to such a tacky song? WHY... ]

Kamina...

3/3

[dishonorstudent]

[ She throws A BLENDER at Katsura's face, ripped straight out of whatever socket it was plugged in to!! ]

WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!?

A

[swordboning]

[The look on his face says he's really trying to hold it in. Thankfully, he's successful but it's certainly not lessening the impact!]

.....I can see why you wanted to take all that food home.

[dishonorstudent]

[ .........Son of a bitch. ]

Eh? Why is that, Sir?

C.

[redcinemareel]

That is not sanitary. Please remove your rump from the counter!

[Grell is standing behind her, wearing a black biker jacket with her white shirt and black pencil skirt with red heels.]

[dishonorstudent]

[ Ryuko doesn't make an effort to move her ass, or even to turn around and engage the woman, not yet anyway. ]

You sound like my third grade teacher. [ She takes another bite. ] I didn't like her very much.

A

[spyrites]

[When he approaches the counter he's wearing something that looks like a doctor's uniform, very clean cut and professional looking. He's definitely surprised to see a familiar face though. Even more so her smiling face. It's pretty obvious she's faking that and it amuses him a little.

Still, he offers a smile and tries to keep the amusement less obvious than her forced smile.] Hey Ryuko. Working hard?

[dishonorstudent]

[ She's not sure if serving a familiar face is better or worse at this moment. Still, she's going to be as friendly as one can! ]

Well, look who's lookin' sharp today! Finally got your PhD in Perversion, doc?

C

[artful_dragon]

[Twenty feet away, Sabo had a tray full of burgers--literally, an entire tray full of them. As per instruction to be somewhat more considerate and appreciate his food, he was eating it all very slowly and daintily, careful to dab his lips with a napkin after every bite.

This went on for awhile.]

[dishonorstudent]

Senketsu, look at that how many that jerk is eating and you're gonna give ME fuss?

Oi... if you're gonna eat that slowy then you're gonna have to move.

a

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth doesn't know what that slogan means, either. And yes, he notices that forced smile on Ryuko; he has seen that same smile before, on Rhoda Teneiro. Although it's a lot more forced on Ryuko's part. He stops; he did feel thirsty and he wanted something cooler than a cup of tea right now.

But if only the girl would at least make more effort to look cheerful. She wouldn't make enough money if she doesn't.]

Grape juice, [Yes, I had to make that joke.] please. In your smallest size.

[Edgeworth keeps his thoughts to himself for now.]

[dishonorstudent]

[ At least he's not a weirdo? ]

Excellent choice, Sir! Our grape juice is killer! [ She starts immediately preparing his drink, that's the easy part anyway. Now for the friendly conversation part... ]

That's a snazzy suit, there, you from the Pleasure District?

a

[sewayaku]

Hard... juice?

[ really, he'd just been looking out of curiosity, but that catchphrase is so odd that he has to question it. ]

That's certainly a unique way to put things.

[dishonorstudent]

Yeah, says the guy with rabbit ears... [ NNghh, must be polite. ]

B

[madetoram]

[Crazy is nothing new to Masrur...and naps are always good in his book. So he approaches the girl as she tries to sleep and talking to herself. Okay.

Just staring it takes a moment before he speaks.]

...hello?

[dishonorstudent]

..god... just shut up for--

[ Ryuko immediately perks up when she realizes that wasn't Senketsu's voice. Shit, is it the boss? ]

--HEY! [ ...Oh, it's just a customer. ] I mean-- welcome to CERES Juice! "Juice it or lose it!"

a

[smokingspirit]

[ Hokuto arches an eyebrow at the girl, sounding sort of amused. ]

I'm sure I could get juices like that pressed somewhere more private.

[ Not that he has a habit of seeing prostitutes or anything (not since his death anyways) but it doesn't mean that he couldn't. ]

That's a familiar look of "I don't actually want to smile at you".

[dishonorstudent]

[ Great, it was only a matter of time until somebody made a sexual innuendo. It takes her right out of her performance, defaulting back to her normal stare. ]

You're just full of colourful observations, aren't you?