open to all;

[swordboning]

Who: Archer swordboning and YOU. (Maybe Athena too)
When: December 15th and on
Where: Right here where you need him. At least in the streets.
What: Golden Archers is sadly open. Come get your top tier food of choice.
Rating/Warning: Nah.


[Archer was fully cringing at the emblem Athena made and the fact that it was pasted on his apron. Well, inwardly at least. Athena got to have her way with the things went around here since she was the one who put in the money and most of the work. That meant her lame idea of what was great ended up plastering almost anything that had the surface for it.

But for a food stall, there was a serious lack of menu. Archer, though, intentionally wanted that. Restricting himself would only be admitting that he couldn't make things that people wanted outside of said menu. Obviously, there were some restrictions because supplies of some things were exceedingly rare or impossible to find. Which meant that rich people places had to be visited for that. But here were reasonable prices for fresh cooked food.]

Before you ask, there's no menu. So just tell me what you want.

[Customer service needed a little bit of work, however. And no, Saber, you weren't getting any free food.]

Comments

[swordboning]

A lot but it's nothing anyone needs to get involved in. It's just one big problem. Things would be better if normal life persisted.

[swordboning]

[Once all the greens are arranged, in goes the rice and then, finally, the chicken and sauce.

Giving her the plate, a fork, and a knife if she needs there.]

Here.

[psycholawgy]

I hope that's memorable in a good way!

[souredsweet]

Oh? Is it that much of a hassle?

[Kaoru's unconvinced that normal life isn't the bigger hassle here.]

[dishonorstudent]

Oh? It's a good thing I ain't her lapdog like certain business owners around here.

[shacklebreaker]

Gungnir? Then you were able to track down the real thing to learn how to craft it?

[invisibleair]

...Is that all you are going to say?

[ She is staring at that chicken, and not Archer because this is a strange conversation to be having at all. ]

[buildyourworld]

[ So avoiding looking at that apron. ]

Salad first, thank you.

[ He's not expecting hand-made pasta so he's actually impressed and is watching him curiously, wondering if he can makes them too. Maybe he could try it himself later, at home. ]

How long do you have to knead that?

[buildyourworld]

[ Tieria recognizes her immediately and remembers their previous conversation. The girl who equates robots to humans...

Her greeting gets a nod in reply and nothing else because this is just how he is. Greetings isn't something that he particularly cares for unless in official capacity.

He does however, notice her uneasiness and instead of keeping quiet, he attempts a small conversation. While he doesn't agree with her outlook of robots-humans relation, he admits he was a little harsh on her. ]

Are you here for dinner?

[swordboning]

Having a shady underworld that only a select few can participate is always going to be a problem on a large scale.

[swordboning]

I'm sorry but barking doesn't come with the job here. But I'll just fear for your ears.

[swordboning]

I just have to see something once to recreate it. Luckily, in that experience, I was provided with an unwanted boon. For others, it's fairly easy. The sword lodged in the stone in Rocamadour is the Durandal, regardless of what claims people lay of it being fake.

[swordboning]

Do I really need to say anything else? Or were you looking for something specific?

[Just keep staring at it, Saber.]

[swordboning]

Long enough. I don't use time as a guide but how I feel about it.

[It also helps to be able to judge things like this on a magical level. Not that he's doing that. It's all about experience.]

I continue until I feel like it's done.

[immobileyes]

Thank you!

[ Okay, hold on, she has to go sit down with all of this. ]

[shacklebreaker]

Hmph... What whimsical stories you come up with. Maybe Athena is so interested in you simply because she wants to pry open that strange mind of yours.

[Recreating a Masamune he can believe, but blades from mythology and medieval literature is straying back into disbelief territory. Sorry, Archer.]

[shacklebreaker]

...And you've never gotten aggressive when someone disagrees with you?

[Because it happens literally all the time.]

[carptricks]

. . . right.

But.

Where does the magic part factor in?

[certainly someone doesn't become a legend and then POOF they are magic]

[carptricks]

He almost looks like he has a golden halo hanging around his head.

[squinting at the emblem some more and sob, that is not an answer kaito]

[swordboning]

Try not to burn your tongue.

[One final warning because she's a butt who probably would.]

[swordboning]

[Typical Archer response to skepticism by shrugging and shaking his head. Proving things is always a pain so he doesn't do it.]

Have a safe trip back to your apartment.

[swordboning]

Human belief. That's what magical.

[carptricks]

. . .

[strangely enough, his reply isn't snarky, or disbelieving, or anything like that]

[instead he just sorta. . . smiles]

I can agree with you on that one.

[swordboning]

See, an easy explanation. And one that's factually correct.

[carptricks]

You could have just said that from the very beginning.