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]

I'm a heroic spirit. I'm fairly sure in nearly all cultures, spirits don't need food. Only certain types of energy to survive. For me, it's magical energy.

[Shrugging, as if its entirely normal. It probably is around here, to be honest.]

[hoasen]

You're not human? And somehow your form here kept you as a spirit? [Since she's seen how her kind could be killed. She can't compare though, since she needs food to stop hunger.] What exactly is a heroic spirit? I am sorry for asking, I just have never heard of one, so I wish to understand.

[swordboning]

In the simplest statement, a heroic spirit is a hero from the past who has achieved such a level of greatness that they could be considered a guardian of humanity. As such, they live on forever, waiting to be summoned by those who need them.

[A terribad description that leaves out a ridiculous amount of detail. But Archer isn't for tl;dring about it.]

[hoasen]

[This sounds kind of familiar. Not quite like her sort, but definitely something that came about because of history.]

Oh? I see now, so you were once a human hero? [The part about summoning confuses her though, but one step at a time.]

[swordboning]

Regretfully, yes.

[Best words to use when looking back on being a hero. Totally hating life, certainly.]

[hoasen]

[THAT'S KIND OF BLEAK.]

Goodness! Do you prefer your life as a heroic spirit, then?

[swordboning]

If you want the truth, I hate it. I wish I was never subjected to this.

[Getting worse.]

[hoasen]

[Wow Archer, now she feels so bad she wants to slap the higher powers for you.]

I think I understand. You didn't really choose for any of this to happen. [Even she knows how it is, and it can get pretty lonely.] Is it better now? I mean, you are able to open your own food stall, so you can have a chance to be your own boss.

[swordboning]

You have it completely the wrong way around. Not only that, this stand belongs to Athena, not me.

[Totally shaking his head. So close, Vietnam, but so far away.]

Have you decided on what you want to get?

[hoasen]

Really? You're still not...

[Give her a moment. Now she tilts her head as she crosses her arms and taps her chin. And looking at his apron again.]

That explains why this place is so...creative. Golden Archers... [And here she thought he had no naming sense because he's a blacksmith. SORRY, ARCHER...she'll take responsibility for her actions and for her Huge Error.]

A-ah! I mean, I will have... your interpretation of a beef noodle soup. Unless it takes too long, then I can pick something else!

[swordboning]

Creative isn't the word I'd give it.

[That's also how low his opinion of the name is too. And the badge. No apologies to Athena, ever.]

I can do that. I'll be making the noodles by hand, if you don't mind.

[hoasen]

[Creative was definitely a nicer way to put it, but Archer doesn't like it at all, so she gets it.] It's a...bold choice. What would you have rather called it--...although, maybe you shouldn't answer that. It could bring on feelings of regret. [WHAT COULD'VE BEEN.

She perks up at the sound of handmade noodles though.] I do not mind at all, that sounds even more exciting.

[swordboning]

No, it's just what happens when you leave things in the hands of an idiot like Athena.

[They're pals but he can't help but spit out the truth. Always.]

[hoasen]

[She clears her throat, because she's trying not to laugh! Athena is a nice girl, but she can understand that she's very proactive to the point where Archer got overwhelmed. WHOOPS. Also troo friendship means you bitch about your friends but still do their bidding okay.]

A-aha...you two still must get along, if you are going with it.

[swordboning]

When it comes to her, there's really no other option. I'm sure you understand that.

[Archer's true weakness: force of personality. Literally.]